STELCY'S POV Charles Methot, a skilled and powerful billionaire, a 60-year-old loyalist to Mr. Peterson. Kendrick's face etched with confusion, "Director of Works?" Yes, as the title implies, Methot had handled several businesses for Mr. Peterson without any excuse or complaint, and that earned him the position of a competent director.Kendrick stood up, nodded gently, and moved straight to his room, in preparation for the business of the day. Moments later, he is seen in a light blue jean and a sparkling white T-shirt, the sparkle reflecting on his face reminds me often that his mom had always said; "When my boy Kendrick is back, he'll make us proud again!"... And that was after his older brother had passed on.I sat in the lobby staring at him till he walked out, and as it has always been, I followed him where he leads", so I stood up and followed behind quickly."Greetings, young master." I greeted him immediately and we stepped outside. Out here, the cars sparkled in the su
Charles cleared his throat and wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, then turned to Kendrick again; "I'm really glad that your father linked you to me, he called me on the phone some days ago and told me of your mother's demise, I'm truly sorry for your loss." His eyes narrowed a bit, then Kendrick shook his head gently and replied; "It's all fine, sir." "I'm sure your dad wants the best for you, and that's why he has prepared you just early enough… You know, in our days, It wasn't so." He added. "You've said it all sir, and I won't let him down.. Kendrick said, "So tell me more about the deal." He asked. " Yeah, it's a grand mansion, going on Auction with a starting price bid of five hundred million dollars, it belonged to an oil magnet in Houston, Texas who just kicked the bucket lately." Mr. Charles replied, his voice sounding confident, he seemed to gesture at every word he said."That's a big one, there! Kendrick exclaimed, his eyes widening in astonishment as he fixed a di
Kendrick and his entourage were on their way back when Stelcy's phone rang, she inspected the screen and picked it, her earbuds fixed tightly to her ears. "Hello Stelcy" A male voice blared from the phone, it was her father. He had not seen her in a long time and decided to call. "Hey Dad, nice to hear from you," Stelcy replied calmly."Not nice Stlecy, how on earth would you keep delaying till a moment like this?... You are taking all the time, and I. ..I don't think you know that time is of the essence." Stelcy's heart sank immediately when her father mentioned that to her, she had been trying to avoid this discussion for a very long time and here he was, talking about it when she was sitting close to Kendrick. "Dad!... I'm aware of it all, but how's everyone at home?" She asked, trying to divert the discussion from what it is, so as not to look suspicious to Kendrick."Can you stop asking about everyone and tell me when you'll do what I've always told you to do? This is the
Sophia Powell, the breathtakingly beautiful daughter of the Billionaire, Richard Powell. Who in the whole world doesn't know her? A top music and fashionista, men of different kinds trailed at her feet just to get along with her.Her father, Richard Powell, happens to be the third world richest man in the world according to Forbes, and precisely the owner of the Diamond Tower. The bouncers at the entrance, shocked and face-slapped by the sudden reality, lowered their faces. "This could mean a suspension or total termination of your job here, hope you know that?" Stelcy asked and they knelt pleading for forgiveness. Xavier turned to Kendrick awaiting his order, if he should give way for the strange woman to get closer to him, and Kendrick gestured for him to do so, immediately he parted like the red sea. Sophia's eyes sparkled with delight, a radiant smile spreading across her face as she hastened towards Kendrick with enthusiasm. She embraced him warmly, wrapping her arms around
"I'm sorry if I did anything to provoke you, Pat," she continued, her voice laced with a hint of desperation as she rolled her eyes. Kendrick's instincts kicked in as he watched her. "Pat", the name sounded familiar to him. It was his older brother's nickname back in secondary school, and he couldn't believe that he still dated the famous Sophia Tonks, as she was fondly called until his demise. And here she was mistaking Kendrick for him. "Are you not going to say a word, Pat? Or are you that mad at me…. I know it's been years but come on,... Our investments, I mean everything is yielding profits now and I need you back in my life." Sophia's eyes searched his face, her gaze pleading for a response.The mention of "our investments" showed a glimpse of interest on Kendrick's face, he raised his brows and replied distinctly. "I'll want us to talk about this some other time, Sophia. But then she pressed on.Anticipation lingered on their faces as Kendrick sat for som
Soon, the trio arrived at the back entrance of the wide hideout, Xavier whispered, "This way, Boss..." as they entered the hideout. Kendrick followed closely, his eyes scanning the room. They seemed to tiptoe on every step they took. soon, they walked into a spacious and empty room, and Xavier pulled a chain that dropped from the top of the building, it seemed firm for a climb. "Hey, look! What's that?" Xavier asked, his voice trembling as he pointed to a red skull painting on the wall. "Just a sign," Kendrick replied, his chuckle low, almost like a whisper. He pointed at it, and Kendrick followed the direction of his fingers, immediately, it settled on the painting, his eyes rolled slowly; "I said it's just a sign, to me that's nothing," Kendrick replied again. "Come on, Boss. You've got no weapons for self-defense… you shouldn't be doing this, don't you think so?" Xavier asked. His face shrunk as he spoke, he seemed to sound more conscious than Kendrick. "so y
Immediately, Xavier sprang into action, snatching an AK-47 from a soldier with lightning speed. The weapon felt familiar in his hands, a perfect fit for his broad shoulders. As they exited the empty room, he kept a sharp eye on their surroundings.The other guards carefully lifted Brown, his face contorted in pain and supported him as they moved. Five rescued women sat on the floor, their faces blank and haunted. One of them sobbed, her face red and swollen. "I need to get back to my family," she pleaded.The leader's voice was firm. "We need to get them out of here, now."Kendrick stood at the entrance, his eyes scanning the area like a spy. Suddenly, the sound of sirens pierced the air, signaling the arrival of Inspector Thud and the SWAT team, the sound of their sirens blared in the air, bombarding the area with flash red and blue. "The SWAT team is here," Kendrick announced. "Let's move, now!.. let's move out." They rushed forward, their eyes turned to the pale and gaunt
Soon, the sitting room came alive, all the members of the Rogers family that stayed with them rushed out, taking their seats in front of the giant screen, their eyes feeding on the News."No matter how hard he strives, he can't be compared to Lowlack Povar of the Roger's family." Peace Churchill snarled. "Possibly he has realized the truth about his low life and he is doing everything to get noticed, …who does that? ….Which billionaire father would allow his son to go into such a risky task?" Katherine Rogers exclaimed, laughing slowly. "But the guy is becoming a hero already, can't you people just see it?" Maverick interrupted. Immediately, the others flared up, their eyes like a sharp spear turned towards him."What are you trying to say now? … I mean what are you insinuating? Peace Churchill asked, …. Does that add money to his bank?" She scowled."No,.. not that way, Peace… all I was saying is that he is becoming some superhero," Maverick replied coldly and they laughed ag