John returned home that night still thinking about the guy in the hoodie. He roamed his dark room, his mind filled with various thoughts, all focused on finding out who the mysterious figure was. He was determined to see the face and confirm his suspicions.Sweat trickled down his face as he paced the room, now shirtless but still wearing the pants from the suit he had on earlier. He couldn't shake off the feeling that Jeffrey might know something, and that's why he had followed him outside. Or perhaps it was just a coincidence. Deep down, he prayed it was the latter, as Jeffrey suspecting him this early would be detrimental to his plan.As John was still overwhelmed with various emotions, his phone began to ring. It was Miss B calling. John returned home that night still thinking about the guy in the hoodie. He roamed his dark room, his mind filled with various thoughts, all focused on finding out who the mysterious figure was. He was determined to see the face and confirm his suspi

After waiting for the right moment to leave, John finally found it when Stephanie had a board meeting with some investors, and he knew his absence wouldn’t be noticed. He left the company and headed straight for “Drive all,” which wasn’t too far away.As John sat in the cab to “Drive all,” he tried to piece together the puzzle of who the hoodie man was and what he was planning with Jeffrey and Stephanie. A myriad of thoughts swirled and roamed his mind as he stared out the window of the car with a furrowed brow.Upon arriving at “Drive all,” John briskly walked, his black suit clinging to him, leaving a distinctive mark with each step he took. He finally halted at the receptionist’s desk.“Good day,” John greeted with a feigned smile, though his mind was far from at ease.He subtly glanced around the lobby, taking in the scent of polished wood and the distant murmur of voices, trying to gauge the atmosphere of the place. He could feel the tension building in his chest, like a weight p

“Are you thinking what I am thinking?” Miss B asked John, her voice trembling slightly with a mix of anticipation and anxiety.John stood still for a moment, staring at the door of the CEO’s office. His mind was a whirlwind of thoughts, and his heart pounded in his chest. The new discovery left him both excited and uneasy. “I… I really do not want to hasten in my assumption,” he finally said, his voice barely above a whisper. He dug his fingers into his hair, tugging slightly as if the pressure might help him think more clearly.“The names correlate. Does it mean he is the one behind the workings of Stephanie and Jeffry? Is he the one assisting them?” Miss B bombarded John with questions, her eyes wide with a mixture of fear and hope.John began to pace in a half-circle, his movements tense and deliberate. He could feel the weight of the discovery pressing down on him, making it hard to breathe. The pieces of the puzzle were there, but fitting them together seemed almost impossible. H

John was stunned as he saw Brad seated in the sleek black car that had just parked right in front of him. The vehicle’s dark, polished exterior gleamed under the streetlights, casting an almost ominous glow.“It is time. Time for us to talk,” Brad said, exhaling a plume of cigarette smoke. His eyes locked intensely with John’s, conveying a mix of urgency and unspoken emotions.John, astounded and momentarily dumbfounded, hesitated but then opened the car door. He slid into the seat, feeling a mix of curiosity and apprehension.“So, what do you want to talk about?” John asked as soon as he settled into the plush leather seat behind Brad. His voice wavered slightly, betraying his uncertainty.The car’s interior was thick with the acrid smell of cigarette smoke, mingling with the faint scent of leather and the residual aroma of Brad’s expensive cologne. Brad, exuding an air of confidence, sat in the driver’s seat wearing an impeccably tailored black suit that complemented his stern demea

“No.”John came back to his crib and could not shake off his conversation with Brad. There was no way he would have said yes to aligning with Brad, not even in his dreams. He trusted no one at all in the underworld, and most especially, it wouldn’t be Brad he would start trusting.But one thing was sure, his guess that Stephanie was working with someone was confirmed, and his thoughts ran back to Gabriel Blake. He was now more intentional and reinvigorated in finding out who he was.“Do not dare say whatever we discussed here with anyone,” Brad had commanded him when he was about to leave.“Go order your workers,” John had coldly said before he left his presence. Brad was extremely angry, frowning, but he kept his anger in check and just clenched his fists while John walked away.John, while back at the mansion and in his room, crossed his legs and thought about things, most especially about figuring out more about Gabriel Blake before he slept off.The next morning, Stephanie sent so