"Take him away! And help that lady over there," Leonard said, pointing at Natasha who was bleeding from her thigh. Her red cloth was soaked with her blood already.Chris began to struggle. "No, please! If you kill me, Ademaro will come for you! He won't let this go!" Leonard spun around angrily. "Are you threatening me? Well, you won't live long to see whether he would let this go or not so take him away." "No!" Chris' screams filled the air as he was being dragged to one of the cars. "Leonard," A feminine voice chimed happily behind him. Leonard felt Trisha's hands wrapped around his waist, she had hugged him from behind. This was the first thing Trisha had hugged him ever since he had known her. He had always prayed for this day to come and it has but right now, it didn't matter to him anymore. The stench smell of sweat filled his nostrils and he didn't waste time in throwing her hands off him, shocking her to the core. "What did you do that for?" He asked angrily. Trisha t

Don Bosco began to fidget. His eyes dilated in their sockets. Leonard seemed to have been angered by someone. He regained his composure and turned to observe the surroundings. A man was holding his arm, wailing in pain. Damn! They must have made master angry. "Who stopped him from entering into the company?" Don Bosco asked, this time he was no longer fearful but back to his authoritative self. The guards exchanged glances with each other. None being able to say a word. "Bosco, I didn't expect you to have such snobbish guards. I told them I forgot my card but one actually pushed me away. What do you think I should do to you for that?" Leonard asked, folding his arms. Don Bosco's eyes widened and he swallowed hard. "Who pushed my most honoured guest?" He roared. The guards shivered in fear, they were too stunned and scared to speak. "A cat caught your tongues?! Since when have you three become dumb?!" Silva walked up to Don Bosco with a smile. "Good day Mr Don, my father sen

THE MARSHALL’S RESIDENCE. “Leonard,” Shadrach called out as he watched Leonard eat his breakfast in a hurried pace. “Yes dad, you need anything?” Leonard asked, wiping his mouth with a napkin. “You’ve been really busy and you don’t even come back home early, is there any problem?” He said with concern. Catherine also looked up at Leonard waiting for his reply. “Yes Leo, since you came back home, you’ve changed.” Leonard smiled faintly and glanced at his parents. “Mom, Dad, you don’t have to worry too much about me. I’m fine.” Bang! Bang! A sudden knock came with all force on the door. Catherine held the napkin on the table with fear in her eyes. Leonard stared at them, noting the scared reactions of his parents he already knew who was at the door. He stood up and walked slowly to the door. The knocks became persistent. Leonard held the door’s handle and pulled open the door. It was victor, he almost fell to the ground when the door was “Didn’t your father teach you how to kno

"Young man, how did you manage to lay your hands on such a rare commodity. I've been looking for this salt for years now but I haven't been able to lay my hands on one," Edward said, staring at Leonard with amazement. Hearing that the salt was actually real, rare and expensive. Chandler's face immediately brightened up. "Get the salt off the floor. Put it back into a bottle, my grandson gave me an expensive gift," Chandler whispered to the servant with a big grin on his face. Upon hearing how expensive Leonard's gift was, he hurriedly spoke to the servant beside him to get the salt off the floor but suddenly, Edward said with a wide grin. "Mr Marshall, I hope you don't mind if I get the salt? You threw away such a priceless and expensive gift meaning you never wanted it so I will love to get it for myself." Leonard smirked widely, he had heard Chandler whisper to the servant to get the salt off the floor. However, it seemed Edward also had his eyes on this rare salt. Chandler's

THE MEGA CONGLOMERATE Melvin stood beholding the magnificence of the high tower building office complex. He arranged his tie and collar and proceeded to enter into the building. “Hey where’s your permit?” A guard said with a stern face, staring at him. Melvin let out an annoyed scoff and brought out a card from his pocket. The securities were strict with visitors and employees. Every visitor was to have a visit permit, which will show to the guard. Most of the formalities were to be done via the company’s website; employees were to show their cards before entering. Once I get the contract with this company, let me see how you will behave towards me. Puffing his shoulders up with pride, Melvin entered into the company’s complex and was met by Mr. Daniel Reigns who was standing by the door, checking his wristwatch time to time. “Mr. Reigns,” Melvin greeted with a smile.A look of irritation appeared on Daniel’s face as he stared at Melvin. “You’re ten minutes