Marcus looked at his charming self in the mirror, smiled at himself, and was about to step out of the salon when a lady pushed him out of the way. He lost his balance and fell on the ground. He frowned and was about to talk.The lady that pushed him seemed to be in a hurry as she swiftly turned and apologized, "I am sorry sir," she said and turned back. She hurriedly left."Uhn...," Marcus uttered. He recognized the woman; she was the one he met in the hotel, the hotel owner. He scratched his head to remember her name."Yeah, Sophia!" he exclaimed.He curiously watched her as she hurriedly went to her car. As she was about to open the door, someone held her hand. She looked scared and very terrified."Uhm, what's going on," he asked himself, and walked slowly to them. Before he could approach them, Sophia gently opened the door, and the man glued behind her as they both entered the car. Marcus could easily notice that the lady was under threat."Oh no.... something is not right," he mu

Marcus swiftly turned to the man and put on a fake smile. He gently bowed, "I am sorry... sir,".The man smirked, his anger evident beneath his facade, his eyes narrowing in suspicion. "Who are you... to her?" he demanded.Marcus pointed at himself, "Me... oh, yeah... I am one of the workers here,".The man frowned, his expression skepticall. "One of the workers? What is your post?" he sternly questioned."Uh, a cleaner," Marcus stated. Mr. hamos Burst into laughter."What? So, what are you two doing outside the company when you are both supposed to be working?" Mr. Hamos demanded."Oh... yeah, we are having some conversation," Marcus casually said."Conversation?!" Mr. Hamos walked closer to them, his steps deliberate, his gaze piercing, his eyes narrowing in scrutiny. "This is one of the reasons you should be sacked. You dare to get my son beat up, and you will regret it," he threatened, his voice laced with anger, his fists clenched in frustration.Kathie remained silent, her heart

Marcus gazed under the mask at Mr. Hamos, who was trembling and nearly falling down, but his son Wilson stopped him."Let's go, father," Wilson stated."I am not done with you," Marcus revealed.Wilson sharply turned to him, "What do you want again? Is this how a company is held? You still have a lot to learn. You are mistreating the board leaders, the heart of the company. Just you wait and watch how you damage your own company.""Be calm, boy. This is about you," Marcus began and walked closer towards them. Kathie smiled as she watched everything unfold."What... what are you saying?" Wilson stammered. Marcus brought out an iPad and played a video for them, and it was him. Wilson, being naked in a room, sniffing something which was a hard drug, then raping a lady whom he had already drugged.Mr. Wilson popped out his eyes; he knew about the video, but he had done everything in his power to have it deleted and stop it from being publicized, but here it was in The CEO's hand. He shive

Lydia gently opened the door, and there was the bank management smiling at her."Hi, Miss Lydia," she greeted and stretched her hand for a shake, which Lydia reluctantly accepted."We are from the bank, hope you have seen the message," the woman in her 40s, her hair in a ponytail, said.Lydia nodded and opened the door widely for her to enter. She maneuvered her to sit down as she went into the kitchen and prepared her coffee and snacks."Oh, thanks," the woman said and sipped the coffee. Lydia gently sat beside her."Um, as you know, a sum of 150 billion was sent to you through a black card owner," the woman started, and Lydia immediately asked, "Black card, and who is that?""A black card is issued for our potential customers, with unlimited and seamless transactions, and the black owner remains anonymous," she stated."Anonymous, you don't know who he is?""Yeah, only the head manager knows them, not us, and it has been confirmed from the person, you are the beneficiary," she stated

"What do you mean you are here to arrest thieves? Who are the thieves?" Kathie snapped at Mr. Hamos."Calm down, girl, and let the police do their job. We will then know who the thieves are," Mr. Hamos confidently said and sat down.The policeman began, "This woman here reported to us that her gold chain was stolen by you, Mr. Marcus.""Me?" Marcus was puzzled. "When?"Madam Bee hauled, "Stop lying. The chain was stolen by you. One of the staff saw you, and don't even lie because it will add to your charge. Kindly give me the chain.""I don't know what you are saying; I have no chain on me," Marcus calmly said.Mr. Hamos tapped the table, "According to someone who overheard you, Kathie instructed you to steal the necklace for her, and you did."Kathie and Marcus looked at each other. This was a plan worked out by both of them.Kathie uttered, "I don't know what you're pulling, but stop making false statements. It can lead you to jail."Mr. Hamos chuckled, "You don't know who is going