Mr. Lincoln sat on a sofa in his living room bent forward, elbows on his knees and fingers clasped in front of his nose, thinking hard. He hadn't been himself since the trial with Charles. Although he hated to think about it, he just couldn't help feeling the sting all over.The shame seemed to renew every damn hour. It was expected to have dimmed and reduced but it was still there burning deep into his bones and bothering him. How could that jerk have managed it so quickly? It made him look like a fool. He had been caught in his lies within the first twenty minutes and couldn't defend himself. Tyson had made things even more embarrassing by going to fight Charles. Although he understood where his son's anger was coming from but the fact that Charles' bodyguard had handled him roughly stung hard. "Why's the whole mood this way?" Carlos asked as he slammed the jug of milk he was holding onto the dining table behind which he was about to sit. "We haven't lost yet! We're still going to

“So, Mr. Lincoln, we have as many buildings as you want, but their prices are no longer the same as last week. They have kind of increased.” The manager informed, holding the catalogue.“Alright then. Please show me your catalogue.” Charles requested politely.The manager passed the catalogue to James and James gave it to Charles. Charles went through the catalogue, and was quite pleased with the different buildings he saw there.“Well, if their prices are now hiked, I believe they are all worth it.” Charles spoke, nodding his head in satisfaction.Then his eyes caught a perfect building which he felt he could use for his tech company. Then he checked the price, and it was a whooping sum of 5 billion dollars.Charles thought about how he could get that amount. It was possible if he removed the money from all his accounts. He had made several investments recently, and most of his money, gone.“Alright, I’ll take this one. My manager here, will bring it in cash once I withdraw it from t

Angela was on edge as she watched Charles tip the glass of wine over. Just one more tilt, one more tilt. Suddenly everything seemed too slow. Why was he so slow just to drink one glass of wine?Then his phone rang and he dropped the glass of wine immediately.Angela swore under her breath, squeezing her skirt tightly in frustration. He had been so close, even the tiniest gulp was bound to do something. Charles held up his phone in hopes of it being James calling, but it was not. Instead, it was Vera calling. Charles sighed, and picked up the call. "Vera." He called as he moved to sit and in doing that, he accidentally pushed the glass of wine off the little table and it fell to the ground, shattering and sending wine splattering on the sofa. Angela shrieked as she watched the glass of wine seep onto the carpet close to where it shattered.There went her poison. Charles stared at her, wondering why she was overreacting over a glass of wine."Couldn't you have been more careful!?" S

“You want him? How do I give a whole human being to you?” Charles chuckled, and stared at the masked man like he was weird.“You know what I mean by “I want him.” I know it was going to be a bit difficult to get you to do what I wanted, because you are a powerful man, known almost all around. So, I had to think of something I could use to pin you down.”“What do you mean?”“There was a time I bumped into you. Well, I placed a bug on your phone. It blended with your phone’s color, and it’s quite smooth, so I ensure to eavesdrop on every of your plans, and the one which was a check for me was your building acquisition. That’s the only thing I can use to threaten you.”“If you don’t give me what I want, I can sell out your business idea.” The masked man threatened, and laughed out, because he loved the way his plan was working out.“What! How dare you!” Charles raised his voice in anger.“Trying to raise your voice at me, won’t work here. Your subordinates won’t even try to find you, bec

The next day, Charles got a call from George.“I assume you were the one who sent me 5 million dollars. Was that a mistake?” George questioned, over the phone call.“No, it’s not. I need you to do something for me, George.”“Alright, I’m all ears.”“Come over to my house, and then we’ll speak about it.”After hanging up, I got ready for whatever today had in store for me. But I hoped that I would be able to get back my money before the time given to me to fetch the money for the building, expires.Soon, George got to my house, and I slowly walked down the stairs, and gallantly to the sitting room where I took my seat, and stared at George.“I guess what you need me for, must be serious for you to have sent me a sum of 5 million naira, and asked me to come to your house for a discussion.” George said, looking overly curious.Although, Charles had never thought that George would be looking this humble to him after dealing with him, but he was glad that he was willing to do anything he w