"Come on, guys, let’s not turn the reunion into a battle. We are here to meet each other after years of not seeing each other. Let’s not make it a sour event," Charles immediately chimed in, trying to lighten the tense atmosphere, but the electric gaze August and George exchanged at that point wasn’t something more words could cut off."August…" Charles tapped on August’s hand as August narrowed his gaze at him. "You were here when he was challenging me. Everyone was listening. It wouldn’t be good if I backed down now, would it?" He asked as Charles sighed in frustration and moved close to August to whisper. "Hey, I am trying to save you here, okay? We both know you don’t have a dime. Ignore that dork. He is just trying to show off since he got a raise recently. The bill in this restaurant is no joke, and I heard George is paying more part of it," Charles pleaded and straightened back on his seat while August slowly shifted his gaze back to George."He is trying to help out. Just list

"Shit! What the hell…" August immediately rushed to squat beside the man, whom he recognized as Steven, a guy he had lived with in the same neighborhood in the past. "August?" Steven asked breathlessly, while August's gaze was fixed on Steven’s right leg, which was bleeding profusely. A knife was stuck into it. August quickly removed his shirt, now wearing only a singlet, as he applied pressure to the bleeding leg."What the hell are you doing here?" Steven asked, with a bewildered look."Is that important right now? You look like shit! What the hell happened?! And why the hell did you call Dave Arizona? Was that him? The man that ran past me?" August asked as he examined the wound. When he didn’t get any response from Steven, he raised his head to look at him."Fuck this. Let’s get you to a hospital first." August hurriedly brought out his cellphone as Steven watched him talk to whoever was on the other end, his mind troubled about something more than the state of his leg.A few hour

“This server…” Dan said while putting on his glasses, the ones he usually wore whenever he worked on his system, as he peered into the laptop screen. After minutes of tapping on his keyboard with August pacing to and fro the room, they had finally found an answer. "This is exclusive to Arizona Group. No other…""Shit!" August slammed his fist on the desk."Is anything wrong, August?" Lila immediately asked with a worried expression on her face."Everything is damn wrong, Lila. How could you be so gullible? Did you even authenticate that news?" August scolded as she moved back a little.“August…” Dan tried to calm him down, but August wasn’t having it. “Stay out of this, Dan. You saw it yourself. That bastard Dave is targeting us again. One mistake, just one mistake and we go down. We are now in the bloody limelight!”August hissed angrily. His meeting with Steven last night had opened his eyes to the possibility of fake news. Those juicy news that enticed you the most were what one sh

August watched as the presenter asked Steven questions related to the Arizona Group from the other room where everything was viewed on a TV. The producer, who was also newly employed, had his gaze fixed on the screen, while Dan sat beside him, looking at another screen monitoring the statistics of the active listeners.“What is this?” Dan asked after a long while, shifting uncomfortably in his seat as August turned to look at him. “What is it, Dan?” he asked as Dan pointed to the screen. “There are no real-time viewers. Isn’t that strange?” August peered more into the screen as if he would see more if he did that.“That’s impossible,” August breathed, trying to look calm even when it seemed like they were on the verge of ruin.He raised his head to look at the new rooms that were separated from them by a see-through glass. As if Steven already sensed what was going on, he raised a brow at August, who immediately forced a smile and mouthed, “Good job,” to him as Steven nodded with a sm

August dragged a drunken Zara into the room he had booked, just close to the bar they had left ten minutes ago. He dropped her on the bed carelessly and exhaled. "Damn it. She is heavy," he muttered under his breath as he watched her mumble something in her drunken state.Back at the bar, he had agreed they formed an alliance. But it was a lie. You could call this cheating or whatever, but he knew better than to trust Zara. He knew this woman more than anyone else. He had followed her for the last six years like a newborn pup would follow its mother. He knew better than to trust her. Zara never goes back to her past. Never. She had too much pride for that.This alliance might produce something fruitful in the sense that Dave would be ruined, but Zara would surely have other plans. And he would never fall for her tricks. He didn't know what to think when he first saw her at the bar. His heart had skipped a beat. Of course, he was human. She had broken his heart in the past, but she was