"Who are you? I haven't seen your face before. If you truly work for Fernandez, you must be his ghost," He babbled.Brad chuckled. "Wrong, Liam. Don't worry, I won't punish you for not recognizing me."Liam hesitated, a bit skeptical but he saw nothing.He moved his mouth towards his left ear. "The new president of P-Bold will be inaugurated in two days."Liam was shocked. "What!"The fact that he had no idea that there would be an inauguration, talked more of the fact that a new president was being elected and the stranger knew it was shocking."Lies! Andrei could be sick but he's not dead. P-Bold isn't having a new president," he argued stubbornly."Shut up and listen!" Brad snapped, gripping him a bit too hard.Liam went still in obedience and Brad released his strong hold on him as well."Meet with Maxwell and ask for a pass. When you come around, you will know who I really am."Liam chuckled as if he just cracked a joke. "And you think that I will get a pass just because a strang
Liam walked inside the club nearby with his men, one that belonged to Maxwell. He moved into the inner part, with Nick, his closest man. A lot was going through his head.He couldn't have imagined what had happened. His thought was to destroy one of Fernandez's clubs and even kill some of his men.It was as a result of their recent manipulation. Fernandez was really starting to spread in the city, extending his arms all over the place.And it hurts all P-Bold men, especially the fact that Andrei is on the sick bed. If he dies, the men would lose it completely.Liam already lost it."But who was the guy? One of Fernandez's men?" Nick asked.Liam shook his head briefly. "I don't think so. He knew something that he wasn't supposed to."Nick stared with curiosity. "And what could that be? What did he tell you that got you so tense?"Liam released a sigh and thought about it again. "Is Maxwell coming to the club today?"Nick made a quick calculation. "It's Thursday. He should."Liam looke
Brad got home later in the night. He couldn't help but notice the change in Sophia but he didn't want to press further.He was exhausted anyway and he had a lecture in the morning.His phone vibrated suddenly and a message popped up on his phone. It was from Ava.Brad replied before he went back to bed.The next morning came so fast and while Brad was dressing up for school, he made a mental note to get some shoes after class.Unlike before, his friends had lectures in the afternoon. And so, they were in the living room when Brad walked out of the room."Wow, what is this?" Kevin exclaimed softly as he regarded Brad's clothes for a moment. "You got new clothes? Because I don't remember you having these clothes."David moved closer to him. "That's right. He just got these clothes. It looks good on him.""Are you still feeding on the lottery money?" Kevin was shocked because If Brad was still feeding on it, despite everything he had gotten, and used the money for, so maybe Brad was lyin
"What a scumbag! Does he even know how much the suit cost?""Bet he doesn't. Look at what he's wearing. Neat clothes, actually but they are probably cheap and imitation. Besides, look at his feet?"More comments came flying from all angles.The waitress shivered the more. She knew that it was the end for her. Perhaps she would lose her only means of livelihood as well. If the manager hears about it, she will definitely be in more trouble."If you know what is best for you, let's go!" The man muttered.Brad scoffed but let him go nevertheless.Please, I'm sorry," She muttered, almost in tears."What the heck is happening here?" A deep baritone voice boomed out suddenly.The waitress looked up and gasped aloud. It was the manager!The manager was a feared man. He doesn't like workers that lazy around. So, the other waiters and waitresses who were starting to gather around walked away at the sight of him."Good!" The arrogant man grinned. "Thank God the manager is here!" He sounded happy
Sophia stared at her laptop. She has been thinking of how the kissing box would go. And she also has to consider the fact that the students only agreed to show up if certain students were going to join.Sophia thought of the amount she could actually raise from the event and so was determined.But one thing was difficult for her. How was she supposed to convince the Amazing Fighter to show up?However, he already promised her a date.Her notification beeped suddenly. It was a message from Amazing Fighter.Sophia's face brightened up. She opened it and quickly asked for his number so she would at least be able to talk to him on the phone.There was a long hesitation before Amazing Fighter sent a new message.Sophia didn't know when she leaped up in joy. It felt like she just crossed a milestone.She copied the number and quickly placed a call to Amazing Fighter.The first ring almost ended when he picked it up. "Hello Sophia," a masculine voice muttered.Somehow, Sophia felt like she h
Brad woke up to the beep of his phone. It was a message from Maxwell.He sent him another message yesterday, while he was speaking with Sophia. The lawyers also arrived yesterday night.Brad picked up the phone and looked at the message. The business-oriented group has also arrived. The whole crux was complete. The party was going to go according to plan.Brad slept peacefully that Saturday. And well, he woke up very late. It was important anyway because Ava had informed him that the party might extend towards the night.They had to keep it secret because of Fernandez.A loud knock sounded on the door suddenly. "Brad, are you awake? We are going to grab something on the street. Will you come along?" Kevin asked."Oh, no. Don't worry about it. I will handle myself," Brad responded."Alright," Kevin uttered. There was some murmuring before Brad heard some receding steps.Brad got inside the bathroom for a long bath. He wondered how his father and mother were doing. He had greatly miss
Brad couldn't believe it. "Really?" He moved closer and felt the skin.The car was designed for the eyes, its features delicate. Brad couldn't get over the beauty, he was mesmerized."But where did you get this? New York?" He asked anxiously. "No, It was sold on behalf of Mercedes-Benz at a private auction held at the carmaker's museum in Stuttgart, Germany. Actually, the second of its prototypes has been made but it's in Mercedes' keeping," Leonardo explained further, with a smile. "And mind you, It's the most expensive car ever sold at auction," he added quickly.Brad turned to look at Leonardo again. "Auction?"Leonardo gathered his brows amazingly. "You've never been there?""No. Though, I've heard a lot about it.""Well, it's time you start going. There's one happening in New York by the end of the month. You should show up," Lorenzo told him. "But for now, we have a party to go." He muttered and glanced at the men standing like stature few feet away. "These are the men that wil
Brad closed his eyes for a moment, as he thought about it. He needed to make a decision. There are a lot of people counting on him.He opened his eyes and looked at Leonardo. "If you are my ghost, you need to stay hidden too. We don't want to have Fernandez on your tail."Leonardo nodded once. "So, what do you suppose we do?""We need to make sure the group is clear. Whoever killed one of the members could be on the ship. So, we have to be careful. That means_" he hesitated. "You and I will be wearing a mask.""A mask?" Maxwell raised a brow. "That means your men won't know you now," It was a statement, not a question. "But that's not so good.""Well, that's the only way out for now or we could be walking into a trap. I will call another meet-up after I'm sure the group is all clean up but for now, we will stick to this plan," He said in a voice that left no room for more words. He turned to Ava. "Can you get any mask now? Black preferably."Ava nodded once. "I could order it.""You d