Vixton's scream was so loud that every member of the Langley family was woken up by the pitch. Everyone came running towards his room to see what could have triggered such a scream. "This little..." Chairman Langley cursed as he pushed the door open. The man was preparing to leave for an important meeting. He was already at the door about to step out when the scream had come. "Why did you scream like a bitch!!!" He stomped in, striding towards his son. He saw Vixton standing like a mannequin, staring towards the bed blankly. "What the hell is wrong with you? Are you deaf? Can't you talk?" His father scolded, standing next to him. "Do you need a slap first? Or what the hell are you staring at so closely?!" The Chairman couldn't understand why he was talking to his son, but the latter kept staring. He felt an impulsiveness to hit his son to his senses, but somehow his attention shifted when someone called his attention,"Sir. What's that on the bed? Is that a lady?" "Why is she

Tyq kept a long stare at Slade for a moment after what Slade had just said. Slade could see the expression on the face of the boy, but he really didn't know what to make of it yet. The expression looked quite neutral, but the details were very graphic. All of a sudden, Tyq burst out laughing. The lad laughed so hard that he had to clutch his palm to the stomach. He had laughed so hard that he was already feeling pain in his stomach. Slade stood there clueless. He didn't know which of his feelings to respect. He didn't know whether to be mad or offended. Tyq kept on laughing for another few seconds. Slade knew that he couldn't just stand here and watch this dumb lad make a fun of him. Slade had his reason for deciding to make himself known to someone, but for some reason, he was being seen as a fool?"Oh, come on! I haven't eaten. Don't make my stomach burst open." Tyq was struggling to cut short on the laugh. "If you're the masked guy, then I'm Captain America. No, actually, Hul

"My wife?" Slade muttered, looking quite clueless for a while. All of a sudden, his eyes gained strange strength as his jaws dropped. "Oh, Candyce." He finally circled around the point that the old man was trying to make. He dropped the call without saying another word and drove off. Not long after, he pulled the car over at the front of Lord JK'S villa. He hurried towards the door. The henchmen bowed as soon as they saw. It was no longer a news that he was already regarded as a part of the family. "Where is she?" He asked as soon as he walked in. His pace was quick and light. "Divine doctor. You're here. Come. She's in her room." Lord JK said as soon as he caught the sight of Slade. The old man was fidgeting. There was no telling how much the man loved his daughter. Slade had never seen him act like this. Not even when the old man was dying! The man never acted like this. Although he knew how much Candyce meant to Lord JK, seeing the scene come to life in front of him was a

Slade got in the car and drove off to the slum. He pulled over in front of his Mamita's house. He could hear some noise coming from inside. The day was still very much young for there to be any sort of ruckus. When he walked in, he saw a man seated on the bed of his mamita. His eyes squinted and his blood started to boil. He had no idea why he was feeling like this. In fact, the feeling was instinctive rather than premeditated. "Who are you?" He asked. His voice was deep and hoarse. When the man heard the voice, he turned around at once. The man must have been taken by shock. It seemed like he didn't hear Slade walk in. This was another reason for Slade to be more pissed off! How could someone like this who was not aware of his surroundings be any close to his nanny?!Would he even be able to protect her? When Slade realised what his thoughts were, he quickly threw them away. He shook his head! Why did he suddenly think this man is his Mamita's boyfriend?!"Slade." The man called

Slade stood grounded to that spot for a minute. There was a lot going through his mind as he stared at Linda. He would momentarily moved his gaze from her to the object of collision. It was a plastic box of garbage. The box hardly fell away when the car hit it because the impact was nothing serious. In fact, the box was still standing, tilting towards the bonnet of the carAnd there was Linda on the floor, rolling from one side to the other. Slade didn't need a soothsayer to tell him that she was faking it! But why? Why would she intentionally throw the garbage box in the way of the car and then make herself fall to the ground. "Slade!!!" Mamita yelled his name. "What are you doing standing there? Why are you not helping her up?"As Mamita scolded Slade, she walked to Linda and bent towards her. She tried to lift Linda up.When Linda heard Slade's name and lifted her gaze to see him, she felt utterly disappointed. There was no way she could hide the grandiose weight of the disappoi