With the severity of the case, Mr. Thompson had to book the next available flight and flew back to the country the next day. When he arrived, he met with the DEA, who asked him several questions, as well as checked all his paperwork before proceeding to run an evaluation on his products to see if the allegations were true. During the evaluation period, his company was locked down. There was no production, no buying, and selling. All workers were sent home. The DEA thoroughly checked his labs, chemicals, and drugs, and after three days, the results came out, exonerating him. He was clean, not found wanting. This made all of Edward's statements to the press false. Afterward, Mr. Thompson's company was reopened and allowed to resume production. The DEA released their verdict to the public, along with test results proving Mr. Thompson's innocence. But to their surprise, many people refused to accept it. Instead, they accused the DEA of fraud, claiming that Mr. Thompson must have bribed t

A week after Mr. Thompson’s arrest, Edward was once again plotting the second phase of his revenge. With a glass of wine in his hand, he sat in his office in the middle of the night and invited Gerald, who smirked when he spotted an expensive bottle on the table."Greetings, boss," Gerald said as he entered the room.Edward looked up at him proudly, a smile on his face, and replied, "Gerald, you’ve done well. Have a seat and join me in a celebration." He gestured towards the chair.Gerald gently sat down and poured himself a glass of wine from the bottle on the table."I told you my strategy would work," Gerald said proudly, taking a sip from his glass."Exactly! Even though I wasn’t comfortable with framing him, Mr. Thompson got what he deserved." Edward gulped down the remaining drink in his cup before continuing. "Now, it’s time for the second revenge. This one is more important to me than the first."He opened a drawer and took out a file labeled "RICHARD DAVIDSON'S FILE" in capit

Twenty-five minutes after Richard had left the house, Sandra Hudson was pacing to and fro in the sitting room, struggling to think clearly. The revenge Edward had exacted on them still came as a shock to her. She must have been very stupid to have underestimated him.As she wallowed in thoughts and regrets, a knock on the door abruptly snapped her back to reality."Who the hell is at the door?" she muttered, running toward it. She froze in place when she saw three policemen standing there."Good day, ma'am. I'm detective Hades. We're here for Mr. Richard." The first police officer replied, showing her his card."And why are you looking for him? What's the problem?" she asked, feigning ignorance."We've been asked to arrest him, ma'am, and I believe you’ve heard the news.""Well, he’s not around," she said, and the officers exchanged glances, looking incredulous."Oh, you don’t believe me? Come in and see for yourselves, then," she stepped aside, and the officers entered. They spread o

“Police? Why are you looking for Mr. Richard? What has he done?” Her eyes widened as she replied to the men, her hand still on the door.“Ma'am, Mr. Richard got involved in some illegal activities that we are not at liberty to discuss with you. Is he inside or not?” Detective Hades said.Meanwhile, Richard, who was eavesdropping on the conversation, was overwhelmed with shock. How did the police know his location? He was sure he hadn’t told anyone where he was going.Still in shock, he stood up and made his way to the back door, trying to escape. But he didn’t know that there were police officers stationed there too. The moment he opened the door and walked out, he heard, “Freeze, Mr. Richard! You are under arrest. Put both hands above your head,” the police commanded. They didn’t give him time to obey as one of the officers quickly rushed at him, grabbed him, and forced him face-down on the ground while they handcuffed his hands behind his back.“Aunty! Aunty, help! Aunty!” Richard s

BILLIONAIRES CLUB PARTY**A month had passed since Edward ended his revenge game on those who had hurt him when he had nothing. Not that he had no victims left, but he felt their wrongs against him were minor. Now, he wanted to relax and enjoy the pleasures that came with wealth and the reputation he had built.So, what’s trending? There’s a billionaire’s club party coming up in a couple of days, and Edward, being one of the most influential people in the world, received a VIP invitation. The party was to be held in Dubai. Edward was thrilled about the invite. He had heard stories about Dubai, watched documentaries showcasing the city’s beauty and extravagance, and always dreamed of visiting. This felt like a dream come true.He had never been to Dubai and didn’t know his way around, so he hired a travel guide to assist him upon arrival. The guide was responsible for his lodging, which he had paid $35,000 for, along with an additional $1,000 as the guide's fee.It was 6 p.m., and Edw