Fury seeped into Charles veins, and he clenched his fist tight as his eyes stayed fixed on the message. Every single word of that message was infuriating. The hand which held the phone squeezed it tight, and his lips was pulled into a tight line.After a few seconds, he forced himself to take a deep breath, but it didn't work, so he took in several deep breaths until the sudden storm that had risen in his chest had settled a little. He was going to get Mark. That he was very sure of, and when he finally caught him, he was going to tear him apart. He would rip him in pieces. He was keeping his anger for him, so when he finally caught him, he would unleash all the rage and fury he had been trying so hard to control. He was going to make him wish he never made it out of his mother's womb.He was going to make him wish he never knew that he, Charles, existed. He was going to make him cry and beg, and if he didn't, well, he was going to wish he could. Charles threw his phone on his bed,

Panic rushed through Charles like a flood. The blood on his palm wasn't even red, but black. He could taste the metallic taste blood had thick on his tongue, and he coughed some more. As he coughed, it felt like he wouldn't stop. He wrenched his tie from his neck to enable him to breathe but doing that seemed to drain him faster as he fell to the ground. He tried to use his palm to hold himself but ended up collapsing on the floor. He continued to cough and dark blood dribbled down the sides of his mouth. His chest felt tight, like there was no space for his heart to beat. He had thought he would be fine, not knowing the gas had already done its worst while he had been busy hacking at the door.Was he going like that?The blue sky in front of him wavered, and seemed to split as he faced the heavens, and it was the last thing he saw as the darkness crowded his sight. Luckily for Charles who lay helpless on the floor, a woman looking to be in her mid-forties happened to pass by. She l

Josephine’s hands became tied up, and she felt really angered, and also wished she had something against him, without involving her.“You win.” She said in anger, and walked out on him.Charles smiled, and stared at her as she left, with her hair bouncing and her heels tapping the ground fiercely. Charles exhaled, and felt relieved.“Finally ticked you off the list.” He said under his breath and sat down to order food.After Charles had dinner, he looked at his watch to see if it was still alright to go out. He wanted to see James in the hospital, so he drove off to the hospital.James was shocked to see Charles walk into his ward. He quickly sat up, and couldn’t maintain eye contact with him.“You don’t have to be that way, James. Although, I’m annoyed because that information could have cost me my life, but at the same time, it wasn’t your fault.”James looked up with teary eyes, and sniffled.“I apologize. Next time, I’ll ensure the information is 100% valid.” James expressed how a

Charles stared at the judge intently as he looked at the audience ready to give his verdict. He knew he had won. That was sure, but he just couldn't help thinking and wondering if things were going to end in his favor.Most of the time he had always gotten disappointed and although he had been really confident with James' smartness, he could not help but wonder about a negative what-if. The judge's little eyes roamed over the audience and finally opened his lips to speak. "The jurors have deliberated, and have come to a decision." The judge started, and Charles bit the insides of his cheek. "The court has voted in favour of Mr. Charles." He announced, and to Charles, it felt like fireworks burst in his chest. He had succeeded. The judge continued to speak, announcing that his father was to transfer all the documents he had in his possession concerning the case of Charles' mother to Charles, but Charles was lost in the joy he felt at the moment. His hands clenched into fists, not be

Mrs. Penny sat down, waiting for the people she had called, to get here. Soon, a doorbell rang, and she instructed a maid to get the door.Just as she expected, it was the gang whom she had spoken to on the phone that just got here. They were all dressed in black. The leader wore a black suit, and nice shoes to complement it, while the others wore other kind of outfits, but were black.“It’s so nice to finally have a business to do with you, Mrs. Adam.” The leader said as he moved closer to her, and extended his hand for a handshake.“So, you have been hoping to have business with me.” Mrs. Adam replied, and signaled for him to have his seat.“Yes, of course. My boys and I were really delighted to have your call. And we’ll ensure that we’ll sweep you off your feet once we get a hold of the work you want us to venture in.” The leader assured, with a smile.“Oh, I see. My interest is getting piqued, already. Allow my maid to serve you chilled juice, and then we’ll get right to work.” Mr