“Why is she not here yet?” Mike muttered as he paced back and forth on the luxurious rooftop of a hotel. He walked towards the edge and gazed down at the city, wondering why Stella, his wife, hadn’t arrived at the address he sent her earlier. For 6 months, Mike has been working day and night, saving to pay for this VIP rooftop for a night. He planned on surprising his wife. Gazing at the setting of the place, Mike was sure that Stella would like it because she loved luxury and that's why he went as far as planning all of this although he was left with no penny after. Mike grinned as he walked back to the table for two that were set in the middle of the rooftop with a big TV screen in front of it. He checked his wristwatch for the time and was surprised to see that it was already 15 minutes past 8. “Why is she late? Did something happen?” He thought as he dialed her phone number. He sat on one of the chairs, waiting for her to answer, but she didn’t. Mike’s heart suddenly began to

He immediately lost the ability to breathe for a second. He recalled two nights back when Stella came back, complaining about how her waist was hurting, “Should I run you a bath and massage your body when you’re done?” He asked. “Yes! Don’t let the water be too hot. Mix it well,” she nagged. After Mike prepared the bath for her, she entered the bathroom, leaving her phone behind. Numerous messages popped on her phone screen. “I hope you enjoyed today. Next time, we’d go on for hours,” He read when suddenly, Stella dragged her phone from behind. “Why are you looking through my phone?” She asked, arching her brows. “Who was that?” Mike asked. He couldn’t comprehend her text. “That was my colleague at work. We were paired to do a project together,” she said and hissed before taking her phone to the bathroom. Snapping back into the present, he asked in a low voice, “How long has this been going on?” Stella didn’t respond. “Was it Williams that sent you that text two days

Throughout the night, Matthew made sure that he was checking up on Mike and soon it was morning. Mike slowly opened his eyes and caught sight of Matthew in the same position he was in last night. "Child, you're awake," Matthew said, sounding tired. Knock! Knock! The knock caught their attention even before Mike could respond to his grandfather. The knock on the door shook Paul because it was still very early. He stood to check who it was. "Good morning, Doctor Bryan." He greeted After they exchanged greetings with the doctor, the Doctor moved closer to Mike and asked, "How are you feeling this morning?" He pointed a penlight into his eyes, checking for any injury or illness by seeing how his pupils responded to light. "I'm feeling much better, Dr," Mike responded, causing the Doctor to nod before checking Mike's head injury. He smiled warmly and turned to Matthew; “He'll be discharged today,” Dr. Bryan said before leaving the room. “I'm glad that you can finally come home to

Mike exited the mansion with Paul. They got into the Lincoln limousine and drove out of the villa to Double Tech company. Feeling anxious and determined, Mike got out of the car and walked straight into the big building with Paul beside him. In the lobby, they stopped at the receptionist "What are you doing here, Mike? Mr. Timothy has ordered not to see you here again!" She said with a frown on her face.Mike opened his lips to speak, but she instantly brushed him off. "Hey! I know hungry people like you can beg or do anything to get their jobs back but come to think of it Mike, don't you think that it's your calling to be a beggar, after all, that's what you were before you started working here," She said, feeling superior to Mike because he was now fired."How dare you? Do you know who's standing before you?" Paul asked, causing the receptionist to burst out laughing."Of course I do. This is Mike scumbag, a nobody!" She said with a sly smile on her face."Young lady, you better

"You're more foolish than I thought. I wonder what lie you'll tell the police when they get here," Stella said after Williams dropped the call with the cops."You know, it's all your fault! No one would have involved the police if you had let us go without insisting that we compensate you," Williams said, trying to irritate Mike."Look how he's dressed in a torn shirt, riding in a mind-blowing Lincoln. You're dressed like a beggar that you are," Stella spat"What was it you said they call him again... Oh yes! Mike scumbag. You should be living in a shit hole," Williams added, expressing his disdain for him.Mike bit his lips, trying to hold his anger, but he couldn't. As he was about to react, the siren of the police car caught their attention. "It's time for you to face your judgment, Mike," Stella said "Let's see who faces judgment," Mike responded."Thank Goodness you're here, officer; that's the criminal over there; deal with him," Williams said, pointing to Mike in the car."He