TRIPPLE BLOW“ Okay….okay… I am on my way now. I will be there very soon,” Bruce said, and without hanging up the call, he ran as fast as his legs could carry him towards the hospital. Bruce rushed into the hospital and hurried to his mother's ward, his heart racing with anxiety.His mother lay on the bed, her eyes sunken and her skin pale. He could see the pain and struggle in her eyes, and it broke his heart."Mom, I'm here," Bruce said, taking her hand in his as he kneeled beside the bed.He could see his mother smile weakly."I'm going to find the money, I promise. I'll do whatever it takes to save you." Bruce said with a sad face.His mother smiled weakly and nodded. "I know you will, Bruce. You're a good boy. But even if you can't find the money, I want you to know that I'm proud of you. You've always been a fighter, and I know you'll be fine." His mother said amidst constant pauses and deep breaths.Bruce felt a lump form in his throat as he looked at his mother. He could see

REVENGE INITIATEDIt was the early morning of the day.The premises of the Grand View Hotel were decorated beautifully.The day was bright, and so were all the workers.Everybody was neatly dressed and presentable and had huge smiles on their faces.Emile emerged from his office to the reception with his assistant, glancing at his wristwatch.He was dressed smartly in a piece of suit with a matching pair of shoes.He walked over to the receptionist with a serious face.“Any sign of him and his group yet?” Emile asked the receptionist.“No, sir. But according to the time they gave us, he should be here any moment from now,” the receptionist replied with a smile, gazing at the door.It was evident that they were expecting the arrival of an esteemed guest in the hotel, hence the change in the mood of everyone.Emile looked around and grinned loudly.“Since he is not yet here, I will go talk with the other workers and the members of the board. We have to be adequately prepared for the arr

REVENGE IN PROGRESSHe made up his mind to play it cool and keep the news to himself—at least, in the meantime.He quickly forced out a loud smile.“My contract as the manager of the hotel has been extended. I remain the manager of the company, and guess what? My status has been raised. I'm going to handle a larger portion now than before because I will be given another branch to handle in addition ``.He said, smiling.The workers, as well as the board of directors, on hearing this took turns congratulating him on retaining his job and even holding more of the office. “Now you thought I was going to lose my job, right, you loser.” He said, pointing at Bruce.Bruce smirked and let out a laugh.He knew for sure Emile was lying to the people. “A while ago, this pauper here was making empty threats that I was going to lose my job.Now look, you have shamed yourself.” Emile said and burst out in hilarious laughter.His laughter sparked more laughter from the crowd.Only Bruce was not lau

IDENTITY CRISISBruce was shocked at what MartClint had just said.If indeed he had been in touch with his mother all this while, it only meant his mother had lied to him all along.Now, he was left with the decision of whether to believe his mother or this man in front of him, who could be his potential father.Bruce looked at MartClint with shock registered all over his face.MartClint continued with his speech.“I knew about her illness, and I knew it was her time to go. Because this disease has been chronic ever since we got married, and we have sustained here until now, when the doctors declared she could not survive anymore. MartClint could not finish his narration as Bruce cut him short.“Cut that Crap. My mother had no terminal illness. She only fell sick, and because I could not get money for her surgery, she died, nothing more,” Bruce retorted.His eyes were sore red, but he maintained a strict and angry face.Firstly, this man in front of him was claiming to be his father a

SECOND MISSIONBruce walked away from the scene and went to the storeroom.He took off his apron and hung it on the wall with a mischievous smile on his face.Taking out his phone, he took out his phone, opened a document, and then marked something on it.He put the phone back into his pocket and made his way out of the storeroom, heading towards the kitchen.Bruce wore a wide smile as he entered the kitchen from the backdoor.“Hey you, what do you want here?” The supervisor saw him and asked.“Yes, sir, I am Albert, the volunteer waiter. For the ceremony,” Bruce replied.“Good, right on time, come with me.” The supervisor said and walked past him.Bruce nodded and followed him.The man led him to the changing room of the kitchen staff and opened the door.“Here. Wash your hands properly, put on one of the aprons and badges, and then meet me back in the kitchen. The ceremony is about to start; you have three minutes," the supervisor said and pointed to the inside of the room.Bruce n