Newton was almost home when he received a phone call, and he brought the phone to his ear.*Beep* *Beep*"Boss. You're being followed," came the voice on the other end.Without saying a word, Newton placed the phone back in his pocket and continued walking towards the mansion. However, he deliberately took a wrong turn in a different direction.After a few minutes, he feigned exhaustion and sat down as if to rest, keeping a watchful eye on the path he had just taken. Soon enough, he spotted a figure emerging from behind a tree."I already spotted you. You can come out now," Newton called out.It was Robert."How did you know I was following you?" Robert inquired."I saw your legs when you jumped behind the tree," Newton replied."Oh, I apologize for sneaking up on you. I couldn't resist it," Robert admitted."You've been acting differently lately. I barely recognize you," Robert remarked."What do you mean?" Newton questioned."For starters, you hardly stay at your house anymore, and y

Upon returning from school on a Tuesday evening, Newton found no changes in the situation at home. The traitor within their camp remained elusive, and the identity of the abductee by the Lees remained unknown. Seeking rest and the opportunity to meet Kira, Newton ascended the stairs to the fifth floor, hoping for a fortuitous encounter.To his surprise, Kira stood in the same spot where they had last met, seemingly waiting for him. With eagerness, Newton quickened his pace to join her, stopping a few meters away."Hello Kira," he called out, attempting to strike up a conversation.Turning to face him, Kira appeared even more breathtaking than before. Undeterred by her unresponsiveness, Newton persisted."Aren't you surprised that I know your name?" he inquired, hoping to evoke a reaction.She merely shrugged, keeping her gaze fixed on his face."My father informed me," Newton continued, determined to break the ice. "You now work for me. I am your boss."Kira's expression remained uncha

Newton returned to his mansion after school the next day to find Grinch and some of the gang members gathered on one side. Curious but not wanting to interrupt their meeting, he decided to go directly to his father and inquire about the situation. He entered the private living room where his father was engrossed in watching the stock market report on the newly replaced, even bigger TV."Any news on Drax?" Newton asked his father, hoping for some updates.His father shook his head in response. "No. They haven't called to say what they want?"Newton pressed further, concerned about his best friend's well-being."No, son... They didn't," his father replied, sharing the lack of information."I just hope he's safe," Newton expressed his worry.Just then, a beep interrupted their conversation. It was Grinch on the other line."Sir, some Beanies have moved into town. They reportedly harassed Easy-Fit into closing their store," Grinch informed.Easy-Fit was a retail store that sold high fashi

Newton's mind was restless throughout the night, consumed by thoughts of Drax, his dear lost friend. He played out scenarios in his head, imagining how the exchange with the Lees would unfold.As the clock struck 3 am, Newton's eyes remained wide open, sleep evading him. The weight of the impending mission kept his mind racing.Despite the sleep deprivation, Newton rose early, driven by determination. He walked to the front of his opulent mansion, where he was met with a sight that took his breath away. Stacks of cash, more than he had ever seen in his life, filled his vision. The money was meticulously packed in boxes and loaded into an SUV. Additional large boxes still awaited their turn to be loaded.Observing the immense wealth before him, Newton gained a deeper understanding of his newfound financial status. The realization of his immense wealth mingled with the gravity of the situation he was about to face.For an hour, the men labored to stack the cash into the waiting SUVs. New

Newton found himself confined in a dim and oppressive room, enveloped by darkness. The absence of light accentuated the gnawing hunger that pierced his stomach, reminding him of his vulnerability.Regret filled his thoughts as he wished he had heeded his father's warnings. His unwavering loyalty to his best friend, Drax, had inadvertently ensnared him in the clutches of his enemies.Despite the betrayal, Newton couldn't bring himself to hate Drax completely. He believed there must be a valid reason behind his friend's apparent treachery. In the darkroom, he patiently waited for Mr. Lee and Drax to unveil their intentions and confront him, wondering what fate awaited him.As he sat in solitude, memories of joyous moments with Drax flickered through his mind like scenes from a movie. He reminisced about the camaraderie and cherished memories they had shared. However, the images swiftly transitioned into Drax's hurtful remarks and the sight of his angry face hurling insults at him, replay