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Bro, what! He has a Quintillion? A Turn.
"Freeze. Your hand in the air.""Right now, you freak!!!"Men in black with guns drawn had encircled Alves, ordering and yelling at him. Alves didn't know what to do yet. He didn't know what to think. He was trying to process the thoughts. Perhaps he was missing something which he never had anticipated. Alves started looking from one side to the other. He was turning. "You better don't think of doing anything dumb...""If we have to tell you again, you'll be shot and gunned down at the spot..."The men kept yelling orders, threatening and warning him. Alves didn't know what to do yet or what to make of it. But he was trying to reach something. He shut his eyes while in the midst of the noise and orders. He was trying to reach at his Ri. He wanted to be sure about something. He wanted to make sure that he was not overthinking things. At a point, he was starting to think that this might have to do with what Akulia warned him about before he left the parallel world. Just like the sa
Bro, what! He has a Quintillion? "The real spy"
"Tell me about the plot of the government."Alves started, taking a glance at the fellow who was seated opposite him. The man couldn't look up at him. The courage was not there. He looked to still be leeching off the incident that happened about some minutes ago. But immediately Alves asked the question, his head was up. But he couldn't look Alves in the eyes. Alves didn't quite care. He just wanted the fellow to tell him what he wanted to hear. "The Prime Minister is looking into all the investments of the mysterious trillionaire. The owner of the MANGRID tower."The young man said then took a pause. Alves couldn't quite tell if the man had taken the pause because he had something else coming. But it didn't seem so at all. Or perhaps Alves was thinking too much. "The investments of the mystery man?"Alves wanted to be sure that he heard the words perfectly. The young man nodded his head fiercely. There was a sudden light reaching at the corners of his face. It was as though he wa
Bro, what! He has a Quintillion? Her bouncer...
Alves halted at the front of the big gate of the Casper Mansion. There were memories streaming at that moment. He could remember a couple things even while he was not making an effort to reach that deep and annoying part of his memories. He shut his eyes for a while. He could remember about few months ago. He was standing at the same spot. On this same spot. Being drenched to pool by the rain after he had been thrown out of the mansion. Before the call which changed his narrative came in. He couldn't help but think of possibilities of events if that particular call didn't hit his phone at that particular time. The thoughts of these things did nothing but dig the hideous grudges which he had held against Madam Casper. Of course he haven't settled with his inner man yet about it. He didn't think he could ever settle. He knew deep down that he wouldn't stop until he had made the woman pay for everything which she had put him through. He had a couple ways to make that come to pass. Ev
Bro, what! He has a Quintillion? YOU GOT TO BE FUCKING KIDDING ME
"What the hell was that?"The bouncer was all over Alves' face, as he held unto Alves' neck in such a ruthless grasp. And while Alves was still thinking of what to do,WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?Alves heard his Ri drop in his head. He could tell that much that it was his Ri. He was acquainted with the voice and that was not the problem at that moment. There seemed to be more to the confusion. He understood what the Ri was telling him to do; the Ri was encouraging and advising him to deny ever knowing what the bouncer was talking about. Even though he had no idea what his Ri was up to, yet he didn't want to argue with it yet. One thing which he knew for sure was the fact that the Ri would never push him into such a nightmare that he wouldn't be able to help himself from. Alves put one of his hands on the back of the hand of the bouncer; the hand which was putting pressure on his neck. He didn't have to put much pressure on it, because the hand of the bouncer slowly left his neck.
Bro, what! He has a Quintillion? "Who's tired of peace?!"
The gate man had turned to the bouncer now. Alves had to move his gaze from the gate man to the bouncer. He was waiting patiently for what the gate man would do or say. "Well..."The bouncer who was bold and upfront earlier seemed to had lost the drive as he stuttered,"I mean, we saw the gate bend. Didn't we? He walked right through it..."The bouncer seemed to had been pushed into a hall divided into labyrinth. The hall being his state of mind, and finding his way out of the whole situation seemed like a mirage to him at that moment. THEY CAN'T SEE HIM? OH MY GOD! THEY REALLY CAN'T SEE HIM?Alves' eyes held that much ray to the pupils again. He couldn't believe his eyes and the reality which had just dawned on him. I AM THE ONLY ONE WHO CAN SEE THE RI? THAT IS JUST TOO...Alves decided not to prolong the thought. I NEED TO DO SOMETHING QUICKLY BEFORE THINGS GO OUT OF HAND. But at that moment, he wasn't sure of what to do either. He needed to talk to the Ri, but he didn't know h
Bro, what! He has a Quintillion? "I'll give you a few days..."
"Are my eyes giving the right judgement?"Madam Casper started, when she came to a halt at the front of Alves. Both the bouncer and the gate man had moved to the side. None of the two could keep their previous momentum. Alves was not really surprised, he wasn't impressed an inch by her. He knew how intimidating Madam Casper could present herself to those surrounding her. He had been a victim of such too, once upon a time. He kept a long stare on the woman instead of saying a word. Not that he had no idea of what to say, but he looked to be biding his time. "Alves, is that really you?"She asked the question much properly now. Alves was not going to answer any of her questions. "Did you really walk into my premises without my permission. Did you really walk into a lion's den?"Alves was a little glad that he didn't utter a word ever since the woman started with the argument. If he had interrupted her, he might not have known where she was headed with the discourse. But right at thi
Bro, what! He has a Quintillion? "He must be bluffing..."
"He must be bluffing. That's it. He must be bluffing."Madam Casper seemed unrest as she paced one corner of the large living room to the other. She couldn't help herself to stay in one spot. There was obviously a lot going on with her, but she didn't want to wait it out. At a point, she halted by one of the couches. Her gaze was lifted towards a painting in the wall. Her scurrying eyes travelled across the content of the painting. At a point, it seemed like she was invested in the art instead of what she had said earlier. "He had been away since forever. But he returns to me to say that? Could that really be a bluff? Or is he up to something?"She didn't know what to believer exactly. But she was making an effort to make a meaning of what exactly she ought to do. "The previous time, he was successful in digging out the stories I never thought he knew about."She took a pause. "And even at that period, he didn't let me know before he did it. He only came here to claim the responsi
Bro, what! He has a Quintillion? The Rebel...
"The Prime Minister will be with you shortly."A young man walked towards the open Pavilion, which was in the middle of a garden. He bowed softly to Alves. Alves stared at the fellow for a while. He didn't add any word. Instead, he watched as the fellow walked away till he couldn't see him anymore. Alves had a couple of things to be worried about. But the majority of them came down to surprises. When he had arrived at the space of the Prime Minister, he had been treated royally, as though the Prime Minister had been waiting for his arrival. "What's with this strange reception? Or is there something that I am missing?"Alves couldn't help but think out loudly. He had a couple of reasons to worry about this. He had come to meet the P.M. for a reason, which was other than having a nice and good talk. He had come for something more urgent and quickening. Being greeted with things like these didn't quite sit well with him. Also, judging by the things which he had heard from Akulia ba
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