Mr. Victor's cold demeanor sent shivers down Alexander's spine as he stared at the gun pointed at him."What are you doing, are you going to kill me?" Alexander demanded.Mr. Victor scoffed, "Yeah, I can do that, you know what I'm capable of.""Yeah, just do it and let's end it all, but you know, you will become nothing without me," Alexander threatened."Wow, I like your fighting spirit, love it, but that will end up with nothing, and you can even end up dead," Mr. Victor said, still pointing the gun at him."I don't know the reason you are doing this, I don't love your daughter, and I'm not marrying her," Alexander fought back.Mr. Victor's expression hardened. "Wow, Olive, I wonder how she is doing since you left, so I checked on her."Alexander's expression shifted to shock. "What, what are you saying? You checked on her?""Yeah, she is doing great for the moment, but I can't say what will happen after what will happen here," Mr. Victor kept threatening him.Olive was a teen girl

Chapter 84. “What's wrong, what happened”, Marcus curiously asked. Kathie bit her lips as she began, “Sir, this letter was sent to you this evening, I don't know where it comes from, but you should certainly see it”. He stood there, wondering as Kathie brought out the letter and gave it to him, he checked it out and read the content. A sentence that immediately broke his heart. “My son, be careful!”. “What…what?, Is this!!”, He stammered, the letter shaking in his hand. “We don't know, we are currently on it”, she said. Marcus crumbled the letters, “this must absolutely be some shit, my father is on the sick bed, I am very sure he isn't the one that sent this, someone is behind this!”. “yeah, actually a dispatch either delivered it, so we are tracing it back on him, we will eventually find some answer in it”, she said. Marcus nodded, then remembered what Lydia told him, he asked her, “what happened to Lydia, and why don't you inform me about it?”. “I'm about to, you are busy,

The assembly man's frown deepened at Marcus's request, his brows knitting together. "Do you know these people?" he questioned. "They nearly killed my son. I can't forgive them; they deserve to be punished, even killed. I am considering killing them and feeding their flesh to my dogs."Marcus nodded solemnly, his gaze unwavering as he met the assembly man's eyes. "Yes, they deserve it. That is a heinous crime; your son nearly died. But I know them, they are my friends," he affirmed. "They're not the people you think they are. They're friends of mine, and what happened was just a misunderstanding. They never intended for anyone to get hurt."The assembly man groaned, pointing at Lydia. "But this woman here doesn't feel any remorseful," he said. "She kept telling me that my son deserved it, she kept stepping on my nerves. I can't just let them go; I can't do this for you, please."Marcus smiled and stated, "I know you are just angry, and that you don't mean it. You gave me a whopping $20

Sophia arrived back in the state, she immediately made her way to her house where her father was waiting for her. She knew she was going to face something big.She entered, holding her breath, and there he was, Mr. Victor Newman on the sofa, sipping tea in a mug. And beside him bowed Joel..."Father?... good morning," she politely greeted him and bowed. Mr. Victor didn't act like he was there; he sipped his tea and focused on the news, which the headline stated, "Mr. Thonks, the billionaire, appoints his anonymous son as the CEO."Mr. Victor chuckled, "Anonymous?.. I wonder why he is concealing his identity, to attack me?"Sophia didn't have the idea of what he was saying. Joel smirked at her, and just then Mr. Victor raised his hand and stated, "who is the man you are with?""Man? Oh yes, my bodyguard," she answered, putting on a fake smile. Mr. Victor chuckled and stood up, then walked slowly towards her."That is not what I heard from the board leaders. Who the hell is that fuckin

As the old counts, "1...2...". Ethan finds himself on his knees, desperation in his voice, "Please, I'm just curious. I see them carrying something out of a van," he explains anxiously. The old man can't help but laugh. "And you want me to believe that? You're here as a driver, yet you won't stay in your place," he scoffs. "Anyway, you've seen what you shouldn't have, and for that, you'll have to pay with your life," he declares, signaling to the armed man to proceed with the grim task. But Ethan pleads earnestly, "Please, I'll do anything. Anything you want." His sincerity is evident. The old man leans forward, a wicked grin on his face. "You'll do anything?" he inquires, raising an eyebrow. Ethan nods vigorously, desperation in his eyes. "Yes, yes, I will," he affirms. The old man exchanges whispers with the person beside him, their eyes locked in a sinister understanding. "Alright, I'll give you a chance," he relents. Ethan sniffs in relief, "Thank you. I'll do anythin