Natasha stood there in disbelief, what were they even saying? How does Elvis being questioned by the board have to do with his disappearance?“Are you both okay? Who the hell made such complaints? Is it the board!?” She fired back, even the butler was pissed as well.“Mr. Elvis is not like that!”“But Mr. Dennis seems to believe so?” The sergeant replied, Natasha's jaw dropped, she knew it.“Dennis, you just never stop.” She said to herself within, as she clenched her fist in anger.She tried to calm herself down even though she was not going to be the best at it.“Officers.” She began after having a deep inhale. “ I don't know what Dennis told you but none of that is true. He's just doing this to get back at us.” She tries to waive the bad thoughts they must have had against Elvis but nothing seemed like the truth, , that was a believable story to tell,The question is where the hell is Elvis? Who has him? If Dennis was searching for him they would be to kill him off before he spills
The interrogation room was tense and calm. Natasha glared at him, with no intention of starting up a conversation with him.Dennis smiled then, took a seat as he raised his glance up at her, taking out his phone from his back pocket and turning on the recorder. Natasha scoffed like she knew what he wanted.“You know what? You're funny I have to admit and you know your onions well,” She began, looking at him with her gaze fixed on him like she was about to devour him.“Natasha, let's make things easy for the both of us.” He paused then said again, “ You know where Elvis is. And you know that hiding would not do him any good.” He said flatly.“And you think him coming back would be great for the company? You know where he is and trust me I know that you know that I am innocent of these accusations.” She said out flatly, “Where is Elvis?” He asked again, With a frown laced on his face, which held the aura of intimidation but Natasha was not swayed by his look, she knew how to perfectly
The beeping sounds of the defibrillator woke her up, she slowly opened her eyes as she tried to adjust her memory to what happened that led her to the hospital.She took off her oxygen mask as she looked at her father whose back was turned to her as he spoke to whoever he was on call with.“Clear my schedule and cancel all my meetings.” She heard him say, “Dad?” She called, he swiftly turned to see she was finally awake.“Natasha darling” he called as he rushed to her, holding him by the hand, “ Don't do that to me again, I don't know how I'm going to live if anything happens to you.” He said calmly.She gave a weak smile, “ I'm sorry, Dad.” She managed to say, as a tear escaped her eyes as it streamed down to her ear lobes.Mr. Martin took a sigh, he hated to see her in so much pain the door was yet to tell him what the problem was. According to the butler, this was the second time she fainted out of exhaustion.“It's best if you leave Elvis for now.” He managed to say to her, her
Dennis banged his door real hard as he got into his house. The worst has happened, there was no way he would let Elvis have a child who could literally take over East Pharmacy. Not under his watch!He paced the length and breadth of the room, as he thought of ways to eliminate both Natasha and that baby in her womb. There was no way he would let some baby take everything he had worked for.“Aaahhh!!!” He yelled aloud his eyes blazing in anger as he grabbed the sculpture which was seated in the table, as she smashed the television with it.“Even where you are not here you are still winning! How dare you Elvis!!” He growled in pain, all the anger was surging through his veins and once and for all he was just about to take everything Elvis had stolen from him only to be told this blatant truth?The door slammed close as Sonaia barged in, holding on to her chest, in fear.“What's with all the noise!?” She asked looking around to see if there was a burglar in the house but it was just De
Smith was shocked and wondered if Sonia cared about her life at all.“Sonia, listen to me and listen well! You are in complete danger! If you trailed Dennis to that place I'm warning you now to leave and leave fast!” Smith spoke sternly.He ended the call immediately leaving Sonia with a beating heart.Dennis sat on the chair as he waited for the arrival of his Boss. His legs shook violently as he wasn't at peace with himself. The ambiance of the room was dangerous. Splatters of dried blood plastered on the walls. There was a huge black chair in the middle where the boss mostly sat. Dennis looked up as he heard footsteps, he had expected to see the Don but it wasn't the Don, it was one of the guards. He came towards Dennis as he bent slightly whispering some words into his ear. Dennis nodded as the guard returned back into the dark spot. Dennis got up as he went on his knees. Suddenly a strong scent of musk perfume filled the room. It was apparent that his boss was around. His perfum
Sonia parked outside as she saw Dennis storm out of the building in anger. “What the hell happened there?” She asked herself as she tried to figure out what could have possibly happened there. Just as she was about to follow him, Smith's call came in, showing slightly in her screen,“Why is he calling?” She asked herself with a scornful look, Dennis was getting away, and this could be her chance to know what he was doing in secret.She reluctantly picked up Smith's call,“What's with the call? I'm in the middle of something right now.” She says to him. “If you are trying to follow Dennis right now, then don't even think about it. He knows you have Elvis. How could you even do a thing like that after the last time he made you suffer?” His words ran through her like ice in a water as she instantly froze on the spot.Her forehead scrunched in confusion. What the hell is he talking about? She just saw him leave…just now.“What are you talking about Smith?” She asked again, with her hea
Elvis clenched his fist as he saw Dennis eyeball to eyeball for the first time in two weeks. He tried as much as she could to control himself and not blow his cover, especially now that his life was about to kiss itself goodbye.Dennis was about to pull the trigger as Elvis prepared to dodge the shot.“Stop it! He has partial amnesia!” She yelled, Dennis immediately turned to her, taken by surprise.“What do you mean by he has partial amnesia?” He asked, she breathed out in relief as she took in breaths to explain herself.“He can't remember anything about the both of us. He would be useful to our plans and interests.” She managed to say hoping this would somehow make him not kill Elvis but instead he shocked her.“The more, the merrier.” He says flashing her a smirk which she found disgusting.Just as he was about to raise the pistol. A series of gunshots were heard from outside, as they both leapt in dear.“What's going on?” Sonia immediately asked as she rushed behind Dennis to his
"You fool, I never should have trusted you." A bottle of water sprinkled all over Elvis's body, sending a cold wave of chills down his spine.Andrew took a glance at his already wet dress, returning his gaze to his boss, blazing with so much fury as confusion flooded his face."But what have I done wrong?" He could not hold back all the urge that was pushing him to say."What have you done wrong? You still have the guts to spill lies on my face?" Mr. Fred's angry tone resounded in the room.Andrew's thoughts spun around as to what he could have done wrong. But no matter how hard he tried to wrap his head around it, he could not come to any conclusion.When his boss invited him to his office, he thought that he was going to give him a promotion just as he had always wanted but it turned out that he was wrong.Mr. Fred got up from his seat, slapping him on his face as his hands flushed with anger."You knew that we were going to submit our application to the Gerald Family group Long ch