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Bro, what! He has a Quintillion? "Mia is not my type."
"What do you have to say about the article and the pictures of you flying around on the Internet?"One of the reporters asked from amongst the ocean of reporters who were flashing lights at her, waiting for her to answer their questions. Mia stared at the reporter who had asked the question then plucked her gaze. As soon as she looked away, she leaned forward towards the mic and spoke into it,"Could someone ask that same question in a more thoughtful way?"She asked. Her dismissal of the lady reporter who had asked question earlier quickly built a sort of an argument which didn't last long. As many reporters flashed lights, concentrating the camera on her, some were struggling to have their voices head. Out of the blue she pointed at a young man who didn't push amongst the rest. The man was actually shocked to had been picked by her. It was as though he was not expecting the call. The man slowly got up on his feet. He looked slowly around. It was as though he was shy or reserved.
Bro, what! He has a Quintillion? A fair Game!
There was an unusual silence in the Maybach. The car was travelling at a reasonable speed. Not too fast, not too slow. Villian would look occasionally at Alves who was seated alone at the back of the car. Villian was driving, Alves was behind. "Pull over, I want to take fresh air."Alves called all of a sudden. Villian didn't think about it twice. He pulled over by the roadside on the hanging bridge. Before he could jump out to get the door, Alves had stepped out. Alves walked towards an iron railing and leaned on it, looking at the passing cars which were beneath the bridge. "Keep your distance."He snapped at Villian who was trying to close the pace. Villian knew too well to come closer. He only stood by the car, his gaze thrown at Alves. Villian had a lot to say. It was scribbled in his face. It was just the matter of time before he would speak. But first thing he needed was an audience or a go ahead. The chances of getting either of the two from Alves was very slim. Suddenly
Bro, what! He has a Quintillion? "...your marriage with Mia..."
"You should call her boss."Villian insisted. He was driving into the lone street which led to the only building at the end of the street, the MANGRID tower. "She deserves an explanation."Villian added. "I have agreed with you on so many arguments and occasions, but this time I'm not with you. I think it'll be only best if you call and tell her why you said that to the media."Villain kept on the argument as though he would be rewarded if he kept on with it. Alves on the other hand didn't not even make a sound, let alone provide an answer. As Villian drove to the gate which opened before them, he drove into the compound and pulled over at the open space garage. As soon as he pulled over, he stepped out of the car and jumped down to go get the door for his boss. Alves didn't make an attempt to help himself out this time. He got the door and Alves stepped out. As Alves stepped out, Villian was back on the argument, "You should boss. It would only make sense if she knows why you d
Bro, what! He has a Quintillion? The Article .
"That is absolute madness. Total madness. How can you keep on going about the same thing?!"Michael yelled on top of his voice. His loud voice had created such an attention that could not be ignored. At least not anytime soon. Everyone in the restaurant was looking in their direction. "Get to your meals, nothing to see here!!!"Michael yelled at the users of the restaurant who had been alerted by his sudden yell."This won't do."He got up on his feet suddenly. "Okay, that's it. Everybody Scram!!!"He yelled more energetically and loudly than he did earlier. The people in the restaurant freaked out. "Are you deaf... get the fuck out of this place! It's close for the fucking day!!!"Out of fear people began to leave one after the other, scrambling in fear. "Who the fuck are they?"There was a man arguing in one corner of the restaurant. "Judging from their suit, it's a special design. Only three of its type is available in the whole of Grimming Hills..."Another person pointed o
Bro, what! He has a Quintillion? The Gateman's sons.
Simeon staggered back after dropping the phone, falling to his back because there was nothing to hold him up from behind. Michael was still standing where he was. He seemed to had been smitten by the shock which came with the news. Then all of a sudden, Simeon bursted out into a wild laugh. Not just any type of laugh, but a serious one. Such type of laughs that bring out tear streaming from the eyes of a person. Michael who had been shocked by the news was more than perplexed. He didn't know how to react to the sudden change which had taken over his brother. It might be safe to say that his brother might have lost a screw in his head or perhaps the news had done something wrong to him. Michael was still reaching out his hand, trying to sort the words out. Trying to choose what to say to his younger brother who had suddenly become someone else in the blink of an eye. Michael was going to speak when Simeon beat him to it. "Oh Michael... don't kill. Please don't kill me Michael."H
Bro, what! He has a Quintillion? "I put out the article. Deal with it."
"Oh shit."Michael cussed as soon as he looked ahead. There was already an ocean of reporters at the gate of the Casper mansion. "These retarded leeches are here!"He cussed bitterly. "Take the hidden path where Laura used to take that jerk through."Simeon advised. Michael took a glance at him. That would be the first few words they would exchange after the news hit them. But even though they had hardly spoken any words, yet their facial reactions could fill a thousand A-4 papers to their very brims. At once, Michael drifted in the other direction. When they got there, the car couldn't go through that path. So they got off and hurried on foot towards the hide. They lifted the obstacle and squeezed their ways in. The both of them kept walking without saying any word. But when they approached the mansion, Michael suddenly halted and turned to Simeon. "Go check the gateman's house. I'll go in."Michael instructed and Simeon nodded. With no argument whatsoever. The both of them par
Bro, what! He has a Quintillion? "Is he really our father?"
Startled to the end of their wits, the Casper family watched as Alves walked away from them. "Did he just say he put out the article?"Simeon asked his elder brother. "That's what I heard. If you heard the same thing, then ---"Michael walked out of the living, walking briskly to catch up with Alves who had just left. "We will be back for you..."Simeon threw at madam before turning to go join his elder brother. "You keep an eye on her."He said to Gareth then followed Michael. "Where do you think you are going?"Michael called at Alves who was approaching the gate of the Casper mansion. He was walking on foot towards the gate. Alves stopped walking for a while. But he didn't turn yet. He kept the position where he was and kept his frame positioned in the direction of the gate. The gateman was standing beside him too. It seemed as though he had instructed the gateman not to leave. "Do you really think you can walk into the lions den and go scot free without bathing in thick bl
Bro, what! He has a Quintillion? Madam's Confident.
Madam Casper was running down a silent street, occasionally looking at her back. She had been going that way in that same manner for about five minutes. When she got to the end of the street, she made a turn towards a small bungalow-looking building. When she walked in, it was a strip club. It was strange that a street which had a strip club that was busy and filled with several strippers and hood boys, was so quiet. As she walked through the club, there were couple people that bowed to her and paid her respect but she hardly paid attention to any of them. "Hey mama, want some long hard dick?"A burly guy called at her with deep voice, but she glared at the fellow. She didn't take another glance at the fellow as she kept on walking. It was obvious that she had something she didn't want to fiddle with. She kept on walking till she got to a room. She pushed the door open, after inputting the code combination. When she entered into the room, it was a tiny space. But there was a sta
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