Outside the gate. Tom called the attention of one of those men who had been around watching them, and a young man, in his early twenties walked up to them...His gaze upon Tom was suspicious, but this was no surprise considering that they were holding lots of guns. "Hey man, what's up?" Tom asked, intending to keep the dialogue simple and his tone a little less threatening. "I'm okay," The man replied to which Tom nodded and proceeded to ask his next question. "Do you have any idea who lives here?" He asked, and the man nodded. "Yes," He said, "Wade Sylvester, he is very popular here." "Oh, how come?" Tom inquired, the more information he acquired, the better. "He goes out, and brings back a lot of things for us here, food, clothes, and many other things he was more like our hero or so to say." The man explained the look on his face gave away how much Wade's absence must have affected them. "What happened to him?" Oscar finally asked the question that had been on his m

Aiden watched as tons of cops tropped into the Slytherin mansion as if they had come out of thin air, along with them was the lawyer, who so far has not revealed herself to anyone outside Oscar and will not until the time is due. Those bodyguards who have come along with Aiden were immediately alerted, they abandoned their searches and clouded their master like a protective shield, each one raising their guns as a defense mechanism. One of them quickly grabbed onto Oscar, and pointed a gun directly at his head, while signaling the cops to stay back. Tom being agitated wanted to hurry up to his master, but the police chief tapped his hand, signaling him to stay put and not make matters worse. "A setup up huh?" Aiden asked, he lowered his head and chuckled mockingly. "Mr. Aiden Slytherin," the police chief tried to close the distance between them, "You are under arrest, on charges of attempted murder and financial embezzlement. You have the right to remain silent, or whatever

Oscar was quite impatient to get back to the Slytherin Empire to declare that he had regained his position as the CEO, he couldn't wait to see the look on John Carter's face, and how shocked Micheal would be when he learned that Oscar was back. But thinking of Micheal once again, Oscar couldn't help but sigh in disappointment, the young man never seemed to learn his lesson, and he thought maybe he wasn't doing enough. Oscar felt the need to push this to the next level, but he'd have to think about it for a while, before putting it to the test. Once he got dressed and ready to work, staring at the full mirror in the hallway, an idea came to his mind, an awful one. He was shocked as to how he could come up with such a dubious plot and commended himself for a job well done. "Just to execute it," He mumbled with a chuckle, only for his celebration to be cut short by Leo's voice. "Are you ready sir?" He asked. "Yes, very well," Oscar nodded in agreement and followed Leo downst

News spread like widefire that Aiden Slytherin had been arrested, and being such a well-known figure, a lot of people set out to know why. It was headline news on several channels and became one of the most trending subjects on a few social media platforms. Journalists went as far as going to the station to further understand what had happened, and with the information that they had gathered, they were able to enlighten the masses on the reason behind the arrest. But these left the masses even more curious, as they all wanted to know who this new CEO was, they were curious to know how much power he truly passed and most especially they were eager to find out whether or not he was a true Slytherin heir. So many speculation and rumours spread across the Internet within twenty-four hours, as many people predicted that the long-lost Frederick had returned to take his place as the rightful heir to the empire. While the masses tried to figure out what they could, Oscar was also try

Her heart raced, and she could barely open her mouth to say a word. Ellen had just watched her life flash past her eyes for a split second, and thought she'd be on her way to the spirit world now. "I'm not that evil," Micheal uttered with a frown, the look on his face said otherwise, and anyone could immediately assume that he was a murderer and has always been one. "But I can be evil," He added, looking at his very scared girlfriend in the eye. He enjoyed watching the fear, the horror that shook her body from head to toe, but if he had kept that up for so long, she may just pass out before he could do anything to her. "You can't leave me, Ellen, and if you try, I'll force you, or better still, I'll take this knife and shove it up your throat because I've gone through a lot to have you, so letting you go is a loss to me." "Step away from me or I'll call the police, Micheal," Ellen muttered, finally finding her voice. "Oh, now you can speak, I just hope you don't think I'll