“Do you think I will cover up your lapses because of one success?!” A hard slap rested on Madam Harriet’s cheek followed by a harsh statement, she stared at Charles in bewilderment.“What’s all this? What did I do?” Her eyes poked at him, looking extremely clueless.“How dare you try to curry favor with me!” He yelled at her face and the all-mighty Madam Harriet fell to her knees.She knew she was at his mercy and the fact that she relied on him in everything. After coming out from jail unscathed and secretly gaining her shares back, everything belonged to Charles and when he closes his eyes on her, that’s when her chapter ends.“Please, forgive me.” She said frantically, lowering her head.“Because you have gained quite a little income doesn’t mean you have the right to do anything!” He approached her, with anger pervading through his sharp eyes. “I will crumble you, you brat!” He stepped on her knees, grinding it with his foot. She couldn’t help but wince inwardly in pain.“Please,
The traces and steps fate set for an individual are sometimes untouchable, the individual just has to flow with it whether or not is their comfortable wish. The longer the individual tries to run away from his track, the longer he misses opportunities set for him.Raymond stormed into Trevor’s living room and grabbed him by the collar. Trevor was still astonished as to how he gained access to his mansion, but when he sighed and regained his reflex, he struggled out of Raymond's grasp.“What are you doing!” He questioned in anger.“What does it look like?” They started exchanging punches and kicking until Trevor succeeded in pulling him to the ground. He groaned and hitched in exasperation.“What are you doing? Who sent you?” Trevor asked disgustingly, pressing him on the floor.“Stay away from my boss. I won’t give you a second warning. Stay away from Mr. Richester!” He yelled at his face in anger, beads of sweat had already formed on his forehead.Trevor smirked as he got up from him
“Not again, asshole! I thought we are done with this conversation.” Stella grunted, rolling her eyes in annoyance as she stepped out of the elevator.“Madam Stella, your loan is 10 days due,” Harold informed her steadily over the phone and she groaned in dissatisfaction.“And I told you not to worry! That’s little, I will clear it off.” She said courageously, even when she knew within herself that it was inevitable to redeem herself from debt.She stood beside the front desk and sighed heavily before the call got disconnected. Her hospital wasn’t doing well as she had imagined, even with her influence she haven't been able to gain any investors because of the scenario her mother created on her opening day. “Ma’am, are you free now for the counseling? The patients are waiting.” The nurse at the front desk informed her politely. She shook her head giving her an impatient refusal.She needed a huge amount of money not the penny minor patients pay for counseling.While she was still thin
Trevor smirked at the letter in his hand, it was now in his possession, and at least his secret will remain dead as long as he lived.He glanced through it again and scoffed.“That hacker, he is highly skilled.” He mumbled to himself because everything was encoded perfectly.He walked over to his furnace and smirked.“The end,” he laughed at the one that fits as he placed the letter in the fire, it burnt from the tip and started growing rapidly before he dropped it in the furnace.“Boss, congratulation. One of the solid evidence has been buried.” Don Maximo said in excitement, he nodded his head as he cleaned his hand on the towel.“Not really.” He rubbed his chin. “That hacker, I want him dead. As long as he is alive, he stands as a threat to me.” He added seriously.Don Maximo’s eyes rambled around for a while before it settled.“Sure. I will get that done, boss.” Don Maximo assured him. He turned to him with full force with his eyes shooting daggers at him.“I need nothing but a cl
“So, you have been the spy around me. Huh?” Richester asked in exasperation.“And you knew all these while. You are despicable!” He yelled at him.“No, you are! How dare you? What else do you know and have you done!?” Richester approached him in anger. “Or do I have to ask who you really are?” Richester curled his lips and Trevor stepped back.He was tricked because the locker was empty and there was no evidence.“Now that you know who and what I am, what can you do?” He asked him in disgust.“Well, I won’t let you leave here. As we speak, the police are on their way here.” Richester said seriously. He smirked. “Do you think you are capable of it?” He scorned him.“I can leave this place if I want to, you can’t stop me.” He added.“Why?” Richester began. “Why did you approach me? What did I do to deserve all these? Do you also have a hand in Mandela hospital burglary?” Richester asked anxiously, staring at Trevor who didn’t seem bothered about his rants.“I owe you no fucking explana
“Seven? Freaking seven enterprises under his name? This is ridiculous!” Stella grunted as she switched off the television.“So, he is the Winstons' lost heir? How come I had no idea about it.” Madam Harriet bit her finger in mild regret.“This is to say that Richester surpasses us! That foolish ex-husband of mine is doing well!” She wasn’t comfortable and satisfied with his success.“Too bad, we have been written off in his blacklist. He would be useful when it comes to fundraising and investment.” Madam Harriet figured, rolling her eyes away.“He won’t succeed under my watch. Never! I will make his life a living hell.” She grinned in anger, as she took up her phone from the table.Damien looked at mother and daughter in disbelief before leaving to his room, after all, all these occurrences were none of his business.Richester was in the interrogation room when his lawyer, Romeo, stepped into the room.“I’m Mr. Romeo, his lawyer.” Romeo quickly introduced himself to the prosecutor bef
Amanda walked into a hospital room with a gift basket and flower in her hand. She was wearing a yellow patterned dress, flay and beautiful with her long hair resting on her back. Her lashes were long and her lips maintained their cherry color as a small smile rested on them.“You are - -” A familiar woman stood from the hospital bed she was sitting on, staring at her in confusion. She was the woman whose late daughter donated her eyes for Amanda and in return, Richester saved her sick son.“I’m the woman you gave your daughter’s eyes to.” Amanda smiled after her statement, and the woman skeptically approached her.“Let me take a good look at the eyes. Let me take a good look at you.” The woman’s hands trembled as she placed her hands on Amanda’s cheek. Amanda didn’t step back, rather her eyes gradually gathered tears.“Don’t cry honey, don’t.” The woman mumbled. “I want you to take good care of my daughter’s eyes. Make sure you make good use of it.” The woman urged her calmly and she
“Perfect! Just - - perfect!” Grandma Pia gasped in excitement as she passed the laptop to her lawyer, Lawson.“Where did you get these?” Lawson asked, briefly taking his eyes away.“The first letter was coded in Arabic, Latin and some numeric and missed alphabet, but after it was coded, it became readable.” Richester began. “This is the first batch of evidence that proves that my mother-in-law conned me for burning down her hospital and some false charges against my hospital in the past.” He explained meticulously and Lawson nodded.“Wonderful!” Lawson nodded. “With this, getting rid of them will only be a matter of time,” Lawson assured him.“There is other evidence though but it's not yet encoded.” He frowned slightly and they faced him with anxiety lingering in their eyes.“Why? You can give it to the person that prepared this one.” Grandma Pia suggested but he sighed heavily.“I was told that the hacker died.” He informed them. “It’s no surprise. I knew they would come for him as