Jolce had always Loved Justin’s brains and his approach to life. It was actually what made her like him and her love for him had grown more than it was when they first met. But despite the love she has for him, she has been feeling uneasy about him lately. She feels like he was hiding something from her which may be important.After their conversation the last time, nothing had improved in his behaviour. He was still making the late night phone calls sometimes and sometimes, he would just leave the house without a goodbye or an explanation to where he was off to. She had initially dismissed this as being the things his role demands as a businessman. But now she was not so sure anymore.One evening when he was out, Jolce was alone in the house. It was quiet as she sat alone in the living room, as her mind raced with different thoughts centered on Justin. She was used to him not always being at home with her but she felt troubled by this pattern of always not being home as at when due.

The people involved in the conspiracy are actually part of a secret organization and when they realized someone was moving in on them, they were triggered and they responded. One of them was the lurking shadow that appeared in front of Justin's office. Justin had not anticipated that they would respond like that and he found himself in danger which could affect not only his investigation but it could also mean those around him are not safe either.The responses were somewhat tactical in nature. Over the next few days, there were some incidents that unfolded which was their doing. Mark, Justin's assistant, was in a meeting when he got a call from their securities, reporting that someone had broken into the area of the company where important documents and repositories were kept. It was unusual but it appeared nothing was lost. At least that was what they first thought.But the following morning, Mark realized some rather important files had been taken away. These were files he had gath

Robert’s findings finally paid off and he found something out about Justin’s past. After digging for some time, he was able to piece together the puzzling part of Justin’s history. The discovery was very shocking to him. He had been able to discover a scandal that happened years ago, which affected several high profile executives of big companies and led to their eventual downfall. All this was caused by Drogonuv Corporation and the person that was tasked with handling that affair then was Justin.With this concrete evidence about Justin’s connection to Drogonuv Corporation, he decided to confront Justin. That was the only way he could get any sensible answers to the questions he has after finding out what he found.He met up with Justin in his office when he was sure his assistant was not nearby. He sat down and faced him. He was thinking about how he would start the conversation.“Justin.” He started talking as his voice was a bit shaky. “I have been doing some findings and found

As they entered Mr. Carter’s office, the tension from the terminal seemed to linger in the air. The room was large but sparsely furnished, dominated by a heavy wooden desk and a few neatly arranged chairs. The decor was simple, with a large window letting in natural light but casting no real warmth over the space. Mr. Carter, his earlier swagger replaced by a nervous energy, motioned for Mark to take a seat.“Please, have a seat, sir,” Mr. Carter said to Mark, his voice dripping with respect. His eyes, however, wandered over to Justin, who remained standing by the door. “You can stand over there.”Mark’s eyebrows shot up in surprise. He had been ready to let the misunderstanding slide, but this was a bridge too far. “Excuse me,” Mark said, his tone turning cold and authoritative, “but I believe there’s been a misunderstanding. This is Justin, my boss. You should be addressing him with the respect he deserves.”The manager’s face contorted in confusion, his earlier politeness now givin

The dimly lit room was filled with the echoes of Bruce's voice as he finished his long and painful recounting of events. The walls seemed to close in on him as he described the torment he had endured, painting a vivid picture of his recent suffering. His narration had been raw and detailed, recounting how he had been locked up once more by his former security officers, men he once trusted but who had now turned against him.Bruce's voice cracked with a mix of anger and despair as he recounted how, after being captured, he was beaten mercilessly until he begged for mercy. The brutality of the scene he described left little to the imagination, and the stark reality of his situation was evident. His hands, as he recounted, were bruised and had traces of blood on them, his body a canvas of pain inflicted by those he once employed.Lilly and her family, seated in their comfortable chairs, listened with a curious detachment. The atmosphere in the room was a stark contrast to the harrowing s