Matthew was aware of the effects of the drug, but hearing it again almost drove him into fits of rage. “So you are saying that if that drug is administered to a healthy person, it induces depression right?” He asked again.“Affirmative. And, I see no reason why any doctor would give that to a healthy person. I mean, if they get caught, they would lose their license and automatically cease to be doctors. If she was actually being given that drug, then it means the doctor is a quack or he was given a huge sum of money as the case may be. But as a certified doctor, I can’t see the reason why you would administer such drugs to a patient. Trust me, I see things like this almost every day but fluoxetine? This is my first.” The doctor explained and Matthew exhaled deeply.“Okay doctor. So what would you have me do now?” He asked.“Well, you should report this to the police. And if you need any help, I’m always here. Find the doctor who administered the drug to her.”Matthew nodded, then he

Darrell blinked a few times in disbelief, “I’m sorry, are you saying that Matthew is a Houston?” He asked, looking at Xander. “Unfortunately, yes. I know, he’s not fit to be called a Houston, grandma just picked him off the streets one day and now the rest of us have to deal with it. I even heard he was the one that cut off your family from working with us, it must be rather sad for you,” he said and then spun around on his heel without a single care, ushering Lola towards their own table. Ashley stood there with a million thoughts racing through her mind, when did this happen? Did he know he was a Houston all along and didn’t tell her? As she and Darrell left the restaurant, he too was lost in thought. “It means that the day we went to the Houston office building, he was the reason we were thrown out like trash!” he asserted. Never in their lives would they have ever thought that Matthew would amount to someone so important. Darrell was fuming and had his hands clenched by his

Edward tightened the towel around his waist and moved closer to his wife, “You don’t think she would go that far, do you?”Vanessa scoffed bitterly. “There are no limits for a woman like her, and I will ensure she pays for this!” she hissed through gritted teeth and left the room, banging the door shut behind her. Edward sighed, placing his arm on his waist as he shook his head slowly. He quickly got dressed and headed downstairs only to meet his wife and daughter in the middle of a serious conversation.”We cannot wait any longer, what information do you have on them that we can use against them?”Selena sighed, “None of them in that office trust me, of course they won’t just give me access to important information.” With a lack of anything better to do, she had left the office earlier. “Then make them trust you!” Vanessa barked. “How am I supposed to do that?”“I don’t know, think of something, use that boy… Matthew, you two seem to be getting along. Pry on his weakness, gain his

The next morning, Matthew was already at the office early in the morning, he wanted to get some work done before heading over to Crawford for his classes later today. He looked to his side, noticing Selena’s absence but he didn’t think much of it. He was still trying to sort out the files in front of him when he suddenly realized that his secretary wasn’t on the seat, which was strange to him. As if summoned by his thoughts, he caught a glimpse of her figure. She was marching straight to the entrance of his office. Without even knocking, she pushed open the door and strolled in. There was a strict expression on her face as she came to a stop in front of his desk. He straightened on his chair and raised his head. “Care to explain why you’re late?” he began, his tone slightly irritated. She rolled her eyes heavily. “One, I’m not late, you just decided to show up at work early, and two, I don’t need to explain myself to you because I quit.” She tossed her resignation papers on the ta

Vanessa was in her car, wearing a scarf around her head with dark sun shades. Her driver moved past a lonely looking neighborhood with old looking structures and potholes on the ground.The tinted glasses of the car window concealed her identity but from the flashiness it was obvious that a rich person was going through the neighborhood. Almost everyone posed whatever they were doing to look at the car as it moved past their street. Because of how uneven the roads were, it made the ride a very bumpy one.Finally they came to a stop in front of an abandoned looking building and she slowly got down from the car. Her driver was right beside her, in a well tailored suit. She made sure to look both ways before heading into the suspicious looking building, todding her scarf around her neck. This part of the neighborhood seemed less densely populated and as such there weren't too many eyewitnesses. The driver was right behind her like a shadow as her footsteps echoed against the concrete