Because of Mrs.Veronica's words, Maxwell turned and left. Athena watched him leave. Her eyes are teary and cold. She knew their relationship had been successfully torn apart. Her mom had never liked Maxwell from the beginning, but for her to go to the extreme of chasing him out of the house is something Athena cannot believe. She wiped her eyes and got back inside while still feeling the humiliation from work earlier in the day. She feels really bad for hitting Maxwell without first finding out what really happened, but it was already too late to regret it, though the guilt was going to linger for a while. When she could no longer make out his image, she walked into the house.Maxwell walked a long distance, angry and fuming, until it was dark enough for him to trace John to his little guest house. For weeks, Maxwell traced him when they had the issue at school, but he decided to refrain from his plan when he met his grandfather. He flagged down a taxi and went straight for the Blue

She managed to put the call through and leave it. “His father is the governor of the state, and he will be here soon,” she told the doctor with pride. The doctor didn't say much to her. He went his way and asked the nurses to get things prepared for the surgery. Vickie sat in the reception for a while and then decided to stretch her legs a bit. A tight cramp in her legs, she sighed slowly relieving the hurt as she could barely feel her feet on the ground. She got out of the entrance, and then, just as she was about to take a left turn towards the back yard, she heard the blaring sirens coming from the approaching vehicles. Her heart pumped loudly into her eyes. She paused and turned, her eyes widening. She saw the patrol coming in from the front gate. She ran back inside as fast as possible, smiled at the nurse at the front station, and comported herself. His excellency is here," she informed the nurse with a fake smile on her face. Through her eyes, the nurse could see the fear

Vickie ran off to her apartment. She had made her plans to expose Maxwell, whether by hook or by crook, and whatever it would cost her. The money mentioned for whoever has information about John's case is too huge for her to leave behind. If she has to ever lose something, then it should be Maxwell and not the money involved. She knows the governor doesn't go back on his word. She woke up early in the morning and dressed herself in her black hoodie and sport shoes. She pulled her hair down a bit to cover the scars on her face. A whopping $500,000 would change her life for the better. She picked up her bag and strapped it over her shoulders. With a little ache on her arm, she held the arm, applying a little pressure to it. “Damn!” She screamed and recalled that she still had a good number of medications to take to alleviate the pain. The moment she got out, she boarded a taxi straight to the governor's office. A lady welcomed her at the reception with a smile.Vickie surveyed the sp

The car zoomed off. Vickie could only breathe and see with her mind. Her eyes were tied, making it difficult for her to see anything. After about thirty minutes’ drive from where they picked her up, they led her with the blindfold into a room and forced her to sit on the ground. Her hand ached from the fall she had a few days ago. “Get down,” the men howled at her.“You slimy scum, do you think you are smart? They laughed and cackled. After a while, they took the blind from her eyes. She blinked a few times, trying so hard to understand why they were laughing and making fun of her. She stretched out her legs. She scanned the men one after the other before looking away. The hall was large and dark, with only a little light filtered out from the window.“You think I do not know your plans?” The familiar croaky voice spoke from the just-opened door. Vickie raised her eyes to look at the chubby man proceeding from the door.“You have her, right?” he asked his boys. “Yes”. They chorused

Maxwell never really cared about what happened to Vickie. He knows she doesn’t like him and would want him dead at some point. Good thing his grandpa was on time to save him from the wrath of that angry-looking governor. The car drove through the bustling city and pulled up at the front garage of Grandpa Wilmore’s compound. The men all stepped into the house, and the moment Mirabella saw Maxwell, she ran to him with her arms open. “What were you doing out there, though? You should be very careful when walking around the city. It's not safe anymore.” Mirabella scolded him like she would her own child. "Yes, mommy, but I only went to that neighborhood to see my grandparents—I mean, the ones that raised me. I had a feeling something bad was going to happen, but then I ignored it and decided to come back home. That was when the governor and his men ambushed me. But thank God Grandpa and Uncle Zander showed up just on time to rescue me’. He told her. By now, Grandpa had gone upstairs to r