There is no one in Stardorn City who do not know the historical diabolism created in the Palmer penitentiary, central city. A Propofol was injected into Carl's viens. The Injection! The only thing that flashed in his mind when his back pushed up from the bed. He was woken by a disturbing noise created from collision of metals. When his eyes cleared from his drowsiness he began to feel like he is in a strange dream. He did not know where he is. The only thing he could remember was ~ ~~~"Mr. Carl. We have a routine on a daily basis to inject all the prisoner here for purposeful strong immunization. We've done it for the rest and it is remaining you Sir " said an old man with a white robe who has an unusual rough look for a doctor. He held a stainless plate containing injections and behind him were 3 police officers just staring blandly at him. Carl didn't understand, feeling quite uncomfortable with it. But since he could see the policemen behind the doctor, he felt it was a normal

"Yes, yes, please tell the board council to change the schedule of the meeting to tomorrow, same time. I'll be ready at that time to share with all the investors of the 33rd project my plans for the future " A manly voice uttered strongly. Due to how quiet the dinning chamber is, the voice seemed loud and even echoed a little. All the servants took a steady uniform position closing their hands at their front like a very important and great person is about to show up. The dinning table was really wide that Camila did not notice there were 3 other people who were presently sitted already around the table. She hit a stare at the mature man who is busy flipping the pages of his magazine while crossing his legs. Hearing the voice of Senior Acevedes himself, he halt and put down his papers. Camila quietly took a seat from the table and sat, feeling jumpy. She knew Mrs. Acevedes has not yet seen her. The room is too broad to see and recognize everyone not to talk of noticing her presen

[Highland City][Thrift 25th, Patriarchal][Lee Shin Estate][Yung Villa] "Watashi wa otōsan ni chikaimasu, Kare no tsuma wa kare ni damasa rete imasu " A gentle voice spoke from inside a wide decorated chamber. Yul was trying to explain to his already tensed father what happened in the Chavez mansion in Stardorn city using his native dialect. "Watashi wa anata o shinjimasen.. " His Dad said. "You said before that your friend has no wealthy background, why would Mr. Edgardo Chavez betroth his beautiful daughter to him? You're not making sense Yul " Jiro Yung, his father yelled. Harshly, he continued; "That family is one of the biggest in that city and I've never heard that his youngest daughter was married to anyone not to talk of someone with no class like you friend. " "Otōsan, hontōdesu, I'm saying the truth Papa. " ".. I know my friend, I told you he was kidnapped and we.. umm, a team went to search for him in a thick forest... (He took a deep breath).. But of course you w

[In the Chavez Residence] It was 11:00 P.M already, an hour left to tick 12 Midnight. The whole house was sterile. It was as if everyone has taken a break or has gone for various vacations outside the residence. Mr. Edgardo Chavez left the shores of Stardorn City and travelled to London, Uk on a business trip. His whole family believes he is preparing for something bigger as the family's company kept on growing increasingly in height every single day. Mr. Edgardo forgot that if not for the intelligence of his poor son-in-law whose brilliance and smart ideas saved and sustain the root of his corporation, the corporation would have gone bankrupt and collapse eventually if all the elite partners shares are being withdrawn from the corporation. Carl help the family to save their multi-million dollar company while he gets betrayal in return. A Night flight to London was more like he was traveling for a holiday, but one of the main and crucial reasons for his trip was to finalize wit

"Move it a*sholes! Return to your f*cking Cells! Hurry! " One of the unkind prison guards who stood beside the exit gate at the backyard of the prison house yelled powerfully at all the Palmer prisoners after they had work with hard Labor since in the morning. Already, it was getting to the evening and it was time for all the prisoners to return and rest for the day. The worst part, after all their hard work and suffering, breaking of blocks, grinding irons and carrying on the head heavy sacks filled with sands, they would be deprived food to ease their grumbling stomach until tomorrow morning. Also, they will not be allowed to take a bath before they sleep so they can suffer the stings of hornets and mosquitos that are ready to be their companions for the night. .. Out from the labor house, the prisoners return to their handcuffs as they were taken back to their cells being led by a number of armed prison guards. A bonk slammed on the head of an old haggard prisoner who was extr