Chapter Thirty Two Mael scouted around the organization till it was time for the council members meeting, which all respected committees are expected to meet and discuss possible growth of the organization. Mael knew where the discussion is usually held and conducted, at the conference hall right at the building’s west wing. It was the perfect event to take down Joe since he had politely request him to step down and he refused, now he’s bound for whatever coming for him next. Mael waited for some minutes deep into the meeting before pushing the door open, gracing the crowd with his presence. Gazes flew off balance, landing on him with gasps immediately following the silence that dominated after his appearance. Joe from where he sat at the middle fumed instantly, bared at Mael’s presence. He looked over at the two guards standing above him, giving them the signal to go throw Mael out. They nodded instantly, walking towards Mael to carry out the instruction. “I can assure you a

Chapter Thirty Four Karen pushed the door open, the happiness expressed on her face washing off in an instant as she witnessed the traumatizing scene in front of her. On the bed was her husband laid flat, and her sister sitting on him, riding him as both moaned away in ecstasy, completely unaware of the presence intruding their session. Tears foamed into her eyes, watching the unbelievable scene in front of her, the paper she held falling to the ground. “Simone!” Her cracked voice yelled, liquid seeping out of her lashes with her presence denounced. They glanced at her, becoming aware of her presence and not the least hinged. “Tell her right now so she can get out.” Her sister, Simone said to her husband, who nodded in accordance. “Our divorce paper is right there, sign it up and get the hell out of my life you barren loser. I’m making a baby now with someone more fertile.” The harsh voice of her husband relayed, referencing the paper he had laid out for her on the desk. Karen

Chapter Thirty Six I stood behind a counter, awaiting the return of the receptionist who went to acquire the mail received in my name. My eyes simultaneously glanced at my watch, seeing how much time is wasted here already. Nile is outside waiting for me, I promised not to keep him waiting for too long. The middle aged woman finally came back, holding what looks like an enveloped letter. “Here is your mail. I’m just going to need you to sign right here and here.” She pushed a logged register in front of me, the mail placed beside it and also a blue inked pen. My eyes crawled away from the register to the mail to see the name stamped on it. HAVARD. I ignored the lady’s request, grabbing hold of the letter and tearing it open with one rip. My heart drummed in fear, against the sully surface of my chest, with a single deep sigh I brought the letter out. Immediately reading through the content, my gaze keened on a particular phrase highlighting my acceptance into HARVARD. “Arghhhhh

Chapter Thirty EightMissy stared stunned in silence, her head nod slowly going sideways with her jaws dropping in disbelief. If she heard correctly, the psychotic man in front of her just confessed to his feelings that must be psychotic also. “No no no no, you don’t love me. You can’t love me, you’re just crazy.” Missy tried to make a genuine point out of his confession, but nothing was coming up. She stepped further away from him, seeing him in a different light. Light that doesn’t bright up the room, rather shrunk it deeper into darkness. Tyler scoffed from where he stood, looking away from her resting his hand on his waist, his other hand pushing through his hair. “I’m crazy.” The words fell out of his lips in a sarcastic manner. “You know all this was because I actually love you.” He said, his index lifting up and pointing at Missy with his gaze focusing back on her. “You don’t. You’re not capable of loving, and what you put me through. You don’t do that to people you love,

Chapter FortyA swift silence drifted the moment as he picked up his phone answering the call with his palm held out to everyone to stop them from talking.“We need to talk.” A female voice boomed through the phone’s speaker right into the ear it was placed upon. It was familiar, definitely like a voice he’s heard before, took some seconds but he recognized it soon to be Delaney’s voice. His expression turn sour immediately, as if she could see his face through the phone call. “What do you want?” His voice was the same, sour and cold to the hearing as he retorted back into the phone.“A chat, a physical one. I was suppose to have it with your daughter, but she stood me up, so it’s not really bad if I want the chat with her father instead.” She reasoned, her voice seeming to be pinching a nerve in Davis’ body as his eyes kept twitching with face scrunching up to hide his blowing cool. “You wicked psychotic bitch, you want to have a chat with me after everything you’ve done to me.” He