Ray let out a sigh, taking in the unfamiliar surroundings as he descended down the airplane's stairs.New country.New air.New everything.He thought to himself while taking a big chunk of the refreshing air.He looked around and saw few people walking around, with none of them paying him the slightest of attention.He looked around again and that was when he noticed he was in the VIP zone.He sighed gently when he realized Pa Kemps might have forgotten to arrange someone to get him.He took his briefcase and moved forward toward the exit door and that was when a flight attendant came to him smiling." Mr Ray. This way, please." She said and he nodded gently before proceeding to follow her.They both walked out of the VIP zone and made their way through the main arrival area that was filled with people.As he proceeded, he couldn't shake off the feeling of being watched. People seemed to part around him, giving him a wide range as he moved through the crowd. It was as if an invisibl

( Some minutes later )Lisa stepped into the grand venue of the fashion gala, her heels clicking against the polished marble floor. As she made her way through the crowd, heads turned, and whispers followed. As Lisa mingled among the guests, her manager approached with a sense of urgency. With a discreet nod and a gentle touch on her arm, he conveyed that it was time for her to take the stage.Lisa nodded in understanding, her heart pounding with anticipation. With a final sip from her glass, she set the glass down and gracefully made her way towards the stage entrance.At the backstage, Lisa stood in front of a full-length mirror and meticulously adjusted her dress, ensuring every fold and seam lay perfectly against her frame. With a final glance at her reflection, she smoothed down her hair and took a deep breath. As she stepped onto the stage, the spotlight enveloped her in its warm embrace and she made her way down the runway. The audience fell silent, their eyes fixated on her

It was almost late by 8:45 pm when Mello drove into the towering structure of Ashley Quarters.Beautiful lights illuminated the whole building, making it more brighter.He alighted from his car and moved into the building in a hurry, his mind calculating every possible way out.The emergency meeting room buzzed with tension as Mello entered, his presence commanding attention. He scanned the room, noting the furious faces of the shareholders, their voices rising in anger as they voiced their concerns about Sir Barnes's alleged incompetence.One shareholder, Mrs. Jenkins, a formidable woman with piercing eyes, stood up and pointed a finger accusingly. "This is unacceptable! Sir Barnes's incompetence is going to cost us millions!"Mello raised a hand as he ascended the podium, his calm demeanor a contrast to the heated atmosphere in the room. "Please, everyone, let's remain calm and civil. I understand your frustration, but let's not jump to conclusions." He scanned the few faces in the

Jeremy's heart skipped a beat as he turned to face her, his eyes narrowing. "We need to check on him," he said, his voice urgent. "Now."Without hesitation, they rushed back into the building, their footsteps echoing through the empty corridors as they made their way to the holding cells, their senses on high alert.As they reached Sean's cell, Jeremy's heart sank at the sight before him. The door to Sean's cell lay shattered on the ground, broken beyond repair. It was the only cell that had been breached, a clear sign that whoever had attacked them had been specifically targeting him.Mera gasped in horror as she surveyed the damage, her hand flying to her mouth in shock. "Oh no," she whispered, her voice trembling with fear. "Where could he be? So they must have come for him "Jeremy's mind raced with possibilities as he scanned the cell for any sign of their missing prisoner. But there was nothing—no trace of Sean to be found.With a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach, Jerem

As Mello stood on Lisa's doorstep, his finger hesitated over the doorbell. The warm breeze brushed against his skin, carrying with it a sense of anticipation and apprehension. With a deep breath, he pressed the doorbell, the sound echoing through the quiet neighborhood. The warm breeze of the late afternoon stirred the air around him, but it did little to alleviate the tension that coiled within him like a tightening knot.He pressed the doorbell again, his patience wearing.Moments passed, each one stretching out in eternity as Mello waited for a response. And then, the door swung open, revealing a woman in a purple T-shirt and denim shorts—a stranger to Mello, yet strangely familiar.His brows furrowed in confusion as he took in her appearance, his mind racing to make sense of the situation. Was he at the wrong address? Had he made a mistake?Before he could utter a word, the woman's eyes widened in surprise, and she spoke his name—Mello.Mello's heart skipped a beat at the sound o