While away with Alfredo Clayton in an important meeting, Ferdinand's phone buzzed in his pocket. He had earlier set in on vibrate in order not to interrupt the meeting.His phone kept buzzing until it stopped and then started again. This happened about five times before Ferdinand finally took out his phone and checked the screen.It was Kyle calling.Ferdinand frowned knowing that he had warned Kyle even before the meeting not to call him for the next three hours. The meeting was only one hour in and Ferdinand got annoyed with Kyle's audacity.Ferdinand excused himself and walked out of the room filled with other men. He answered the phone call and placed his phone on his ear.Before Ferdinand get a word out, Kyle's voice came first and sharp, "She's gone! Vincent took Tasha and escaped with her!""What?" Ferdinand exclaimed, shocked to the bone, "How could you let that happen?!""I just arrived here and got this information from one of the men he beat up sir," Kyle explained, trying

While Vincent was taken away by Ferdinand and his men, Alex struggled to crawl to the car but it was clear that he wouldn't get to it on time.Alex rolled himself to face upwards and reached into his pocket with his right hand while his left hand covered his bleeding stomach. That bullet had gone right through his body and seeing the bullet on the ground didn't help him feel any better and he predicted that he would die.Alex dialled Carlos' phone number even though he didn't want to make his friend panic. The phone rang and Alex waited eagerly for an answer but none came.After that, Alex had to result to something else, a text. He could only hope to send it to Carlos on time before dying.He wrote his location and that they needed help. 'it's a life or death situation' was the last sentence he wrote before his shaking finger tapped on the send button.Alex closed his eyes while facing the sky. It was almost sunrise. If he couldn't make it then at least Vincent's family should. As

"The breast ripper. I can use that." Vincent thought to himself and untied his legs next while Alfredo was busy talking to Carlos on the phone.Vincent wasn't able to use anything else because he wasn't close to any other tool. At least not without alerting Alfredo that he was about to grab one.Slowly, Vincent proceeded towards Alfredo and sharply kneed him to the back before snatching the breast ripper and scratching Alfredo's eyes with it the moment Alfredo looked back.Alfredo shouted and groaned in pain while placing both of his hands over his now-broken eyes.Vincent quickly picked up his phone and ran out of the torture room. There was no time to waste. Alfredo's screams must have alerted everyone else.Vincent hid himself after spotting some men that were running towards the torture room. As soon as the coast was clear, Vincent made it to the front door and got out of the mansion intact.Now all he had to do was find a way to get past the gate and find the car Carlos must have

"What do you mean he is here?! You think I'm in the mood for jokes?!" Ferdinand shouted at the man who reported that Vincent was in the mansion."Sir I'm not joking. Vincent is outside." the man insisted but it only increased Ferdinand's confusion."How can a man who escaped my grasp return to the same place he was running from? What is he planning? Or did he think of the consequences of his escape and decided to come back?" Ferdinand wondered."Has he been captured and tied up?" Ferdinand asked."Sir..." the man hesitated to speak."Has he been captured and tied up?!" Ferdinand repeated his question angrily."N... No sir..." the man replied, shaking as he avoided eye contact with Ferdinand."Why?" Ferdinand asked, ready to teach this one man a lesson."Is this what it is now? Have I been working with weaklings all this while that they cannot capture a single man?!" Ferdinand shouted, veins popping out on his neck."Tell them to have him killed now!" Ferdinand ordered."That's never g

In a bustling hospital, the operating room was flooded with the sound of ringing phones, urgent footfalls, and hushed conversations. The staff members moved with a sense of purpose and determination, all focused on saving Vincent Victor but no one was more determined than Doctor Clark Gaston himself.Doctor Clark Gaston felt as if he was quickly losing face in front of his colleagues and it wasn't something he would ever look forward to. He had to save his status and his respect and for that to happen, even this patient must not die.What was happening was proof that his reputation was going down the hill and it was enough for his colleagues to consider bringing in people from the higher-ups."Enough!" Dr Clark Gaston shouted."This is an operating room. Why are you all making use of your phone's in here? Are you not aware of the rules? This man is dying and might as well just go to heaven right now while you're all on your phones." "Sir, we need to call someone who knows what they a