“Multi-Billionare Riccardo Ferdinard Deville, was found gambling at the popular Black Stars Casino. Just a few minutes before, it was raided by the police”, the newscaster said,“Hey, come watch it!, I’m on TV again” Martinez said joyfully. “This is bad sur!” Vazquez said to Martinez. “It’s a dent in your image” he said with sadness.Martinez laughed broadly, jumping vibrantly on the sofa in the sitting room. “There is no better way to start your day than this” Martinez said, sipping on his coffee.“It's just cheating. Finally, I tipped off the police, I helped those incompetent men in uniforms do their job, but now I’m only portrayed as a Gambler on TV”, he said while munching on his bread for breakfast.“Was this why you came in late last night Sir Riccardo?” Vazquez asked. “Yes! Vazquez. That’s the only reason and you had just one job and failed at it” he said within the moulds of bread stuffed in his mouth. “Be careful sir, you might choke” Vazquez cautioned. “What did I do wrong
Sir Riccardo. The blinking lights from the hospital room woke Sir Riccardo up. “Where am I?” he said. “I’m here Francisco. You fainted. We had to rush you in here”.“You haven’t eaten since morning. The stress you went through coupled up with the beatings from those guys made you weak” a cute nurse said calmly. “Thank you, Can I leave now?” Sir Riccardo asked.“When I see Martinez, I will make sure he gets a dozen of my anger!” Sir Riccardo said to himself. In a bid to apologize, the landlord, who was forced to carry Sir Riccardo to the hospital, stood back, paid the bills and offered to take him back home.“The car is ready. I will make sure you pay back, one way or the other”, he threatened.Sir Riccardo exited the place with his family. “Get out of my car!” The landlord commanded furiously.“Who is that at the front of our door?” Elizabeth asked her mother. “She looks familiar” Sir Riccardo answered, still in pains all over his body.The landlord dropped them off at the junction
Martinez was fixed at a point. This wasn’t his first, neither would it be his last time in a dangerous position. A hand clapped in the dark, footsteps were heard and the lights were turned on. “Denola Marion!” Martinez exclaimed, on seeing him. “Why did you have to scare me?” Martinez played on the safe side.“Answer the question” “What deal did you make with the police?” Denola asked him. “You must be joking! I have nothing to do with what happened” “You know me too well. I wouldn’t involve myself in anything that would damage my image” Martinez replied with the utmost composure even though he was not composed and full of anxiety. Denola took out a gun, Cocked it and aimed at Martinez. “Sir Riccardo, I will ask you the last time. What deal did you make with the police?” Denola placed the gun on Martinez’s head, smearing it all over his face.“Watch this!” He gave a phone to Martinez. Martinez’s heart rate had increased drastically, “This is a mere coincidence. I never knew you
"Take it easy, everywhere is dirty even though he just packed out yesterday" Sir Riccardo said to Elizabeth.He decided to move from their old apartment even before the completion of the eviction date."Where do we start from?" Mrs Richarlison asked with displeasure. "I never give up. For me, this might be a new beginning", Sir Riccardo said."Where is your father?" Mrs Richarlison asked Elizabeth, who was still busy fantasizing about moving to a new apartment."I miss being carefree and happy about just little things," Sir Riccardo sighed."I don't know. Maybe he went out with his friends", Elizabeth replied.Sir Riccardo was hooked on thoughts. He entered one of the rooms. It was filled with antics and weird-looking stuff. "This could be one of the things he used in the body swap" Sor Riccardo thought as he searched through the stuff. "Come to think of it. What if I never get my body back? " "Hell No! That would be my greatest fear!" "I must go back to my house or even the compa
Martinez and Sebastian stopped at a junction to rest. The aked men who froeed against them lost track. "I guess denola called them off" Sebastian said as he gasped for breathe. "We can't stay here for too long,sir," he added."Relax, I got a message from Denola himself. He said he let us go!" "No one is coming after us." Martinez said, but it was obvious he had a lot on his mind. Martinez's phone rang again. He took it in a rage and wanted to smash it. "It's Christabelle. I need to clear my head. I don't want any disturbance" he said to himself. "Sir Riccardo has the manager called you?" She asked with her voice soiling with fear. "Our values had dropped and….." Martinez stopped her. "I know. We lost a hundred billionaire dollars? Isn't it?" He asked her, showing no intense feeling. "I'm on my way. We will discuss it", Martinez ended the call. Sebastian was in motion again with the car. Driving really fast. As if he was still being chased by Denola's goons."I told you to relax.
Beauty couldn't sleep. She was walking up and down within the house. Elizabeth and Mrs Richarlison were fast asleep. Beauty knocked on Sir Riccardo's door. There was no response. She opened the door and went in."Where could he be?" "It's late already!" She slept on his bed awaiting his arrival.Tired, hungry and angry, Sir Riccardo walked into the room, feeling heavily on the bed without noticing Beauty's presence. "I feel too weak to go to the kitchen" he rolled over to the other side of the bed. "Arhhhhhhh……" beauty who was fast asleep screamed as Sir Riccardo's body hit hers on the bed. "I'm so sorry. I didn't know you were there", he apologized courteously. "It's fine. I was waiting for you" she responded."OK. Do you have any issues to discuss?" He asked her briskly. "No, I just want to….." Beauty moved towards Sir Riccardo. She laid her hands through his shirt button. Caressing his chest. Sir Riccardo felt relieved struggling with going with the flow or enjoying the moment
"Who am I speaking with? I need a name!" Martinez said to the strange man who had been texting him."Guess sure three? I am sure you would certainly have guessed wrong!" he said. "Randall, if this is a prank, just stop it! I have told you getting money is a bit hard. There are rules I must follow!" Martinez replied."Does this voice sound like Emiliano's?" The caller asked mockingly. Laughing incessantly at Martinez's response."Changing voice is not new to you and I, Randall, we do that all the time!" He slammed angrily. "Fine, the man with your body will soon be here. I would go straight to the point!" "I want you to pay me !" He demanded. "To keep my mouth shut!" He added. "Why do I get this feeling I might know who is speaking?" Martinez played the heckle trick."You have limited time!". "Do whatever you want! I didn't steal anybody's body and even if I did no one would believe you!" Martinez responded, roaring, with uncalled-for laughter."Things have changed now. Sure-Three!
"I know we've had a rough past." "That's all unnecessary now!" "It's me Riccardo Ferdinand''Sir Riccardo said to Mr Cruz. He didn't act surprised or moved. "Yes, I know you're Riccardo!" "Like I said, I will help you!" Sir Riccardo was overflowing with happiness."Finally, after all this while, I almost lost hope! I need you to help me go back?" "Please, we will sort out our differences later. I'm in a fix right now!" Mr Cruz stood akimbo, smiling mildly at Sir Riccardo. "Fine enough. You young boys need to get a life. I didn't reach this height by swindling people!" Mr Cruz said to him. "Things worked out through hard work and faith. I will give you someone because you did try. In your false research about me. But next time do not try this with me!" Mr Cruz took out his wallet. He gave Sir Riccardo a couple of dollars. "Work hard and you can pay me back in the future!" Mr Cruz added. "Wait Antonio! It's Me. I know it's hard to believe." Sir Riccardo explained, returning the mon