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Bro, what! He has a Quintillion? "I was Dead Drunk"
"That bitch! That fucking bitch! I want to beat the hell out of her. I want to pluck all her teeth."Simeon paused for a while and scoffed. "She was even laughing. She laughed at me. She smiled. She must think that she has everything figured out. She must really think herself to be untouchable. She must really feel like nothing can get to her since she is ---""Simeon can you stop acting childishly?!"Michael cut him short. Micheal held a stern stare at him, scolding him with his gaze even though his mouth was reluctant to let the words out. "Am I childish? Am I really childish? Getting pissed off and worried that that bitch might go unpunished is acting childish to you, really? I'm childish right?""Yes you are!"A bold feminine voice threw his argument right in his face. Everyone looked in the direction of the owner of the voice. It was Simeon's lawyer. The lady who had represented them in the court. "If you weren't my boyfriend, I would had dropped this case. How dare you think
Bro, what! He has a Quintillion? "His Highness, we found you."
"I don't think those boys would be able to beat Sarah on this case. She seemed to be prepared for everything that comes her way. And to think of it, Simeon had taken a wrong step by giving her a hint. The next court case would be too tough for them. It would seem like pouring water in a basket."Villian took a pause, he took a glance at Alves who had been silent all along. The both of them were seated in a garden. On a wooden bench. There was a blue lake few metres away from the bench. "Boss?"Villian wanted to make sure that he wasn't speaking into the air. That everything he had said hadn't been blown into the air and carried away by the travelling wind. Alves slowly shifted his gaze to Villian and stared at him for a while. When Villian noticed that he was staring too long, he dropped his gaze. He couldn't keep looking his boss in the eyes. Alves looked away from him to the lake again. It was quite hard to tell what was going on in his mind. He had been quiet like that for a lon
Bro, what! He has a Quintillion? His True Identity.
Alves had no idea of what to think. He just kept staring at the men who had bowed before him. It was as though he was in trance of some sort. He closed his eyes then opened. He did that for as many times as possible. He shook his head. The more he tried to confirm the situation, the remote the realisation seemed to be. He couldn't even count the numbers of the men. Perhaps he was lazy or perhaps he was too bothered by the situation than doing an unnecessary mathematics. The men didn't put up their heads yet. They remained in that position. They were reluctant to get up on their feet. They didn't even budge. They were like robots who were bound and confined to carrying out their respective duties. Alves really didn't know what to make of this. He had just left Villian to go meet his confidant and the get the information that would finalise everything for him. And now what? Double crossed by strange men in robes?THEY DIDN'T MEAN TO HURT ME? SARAH DIDN'T SEND THEM?It was only natur
Bro, what! He has a Quintillion? The ALUWA
"Boss where did you go? Where have you been? Are you alright? I found your car in the middle of the road. I had sent words out to men, to make a search for you. I told you not to go on your own. Did anything bad happen to you?"Villian met him with so many questions. Alves had just arrived at the front of the large gate of the MANGRID tower. There were numerous henchmen positioned at the front of the gate. They had all bowed as soon as they saw Alves return. Alves remained standing there for a while as he looked from Villian to the men. His eyes were ambiguous. They couldn't quite reflect what was going on in his mind. But from the look of things, it was obvious that his mind was busy. As soon as he plucked his eyes from Villian, he approached the gate, leaving Villian standing there. Villian knew too well to carry on the argument. Instead he hurried to get the gate for Alves. Alves walked through the gate into the super large compound of the tower. He kept on walking in the direct
Bro, what! He has a Quintillion? "His Eminence is Wise."
Alves couldn't choose what to do. All he could do wa stare at the old man who had bowed and was still in that humble position before him. He knew he should do something. Anything, at least to ease the old man of the uncomfortable position. Yet he couldn't help himself.From his facial expression, it was evident that he had so many questions which had been inspired by the shock. He would never had expected something like. He had come here for something entirely different. The fact that he had to go from one phase of confusion to another was a little too much for him to process. Suddenly, he got a grip on himself and hurried to the man to help him up. "What are you doing? Are you trying to lay a curse on me? How would you bow before me? What would people think if they catch a sight of this?"He scolded as he helped the man return to his seat, but the man was reluctant to go back to his seat. "Allow me to remain kneeling before you, His Eminence. I have wronged you, and can't look y
Bro, what! He has a Quintillion? Her dream.
Driving for a while, he came to a stop at a silent garden and pulled over. He stepped out of the car and walked a length into the garden. Lucky enough for him, there was no one in sight. "Should I keep taking this as a lie?"He muttered the question, staring into the space. "Why does everything keeps pointing in the same direction?"He took a deep breath. "First, it was those weird unclear dreams I used to have when I was young.""A decade later, then I was double crossed by some weird men in black robes who claimed that I am their king.""Then I was warned to be careful of Villian... that he isn't who he seems to be.""Then I found a possible link to the men in robes.""Out of curiosity, and in search of the truth, I hurried to go meet Grandpa's only friend. To ask him if he did the highlights or was told any strange story by grandpa. Only to find out that even the man was part of the story all along."He threw his face towards the sky, letting the fresh air hit on and tickle the
Bro, what! He has a Quintillion? "Portal"
To Alves, it was as though fate had just caught up with him. If you ask him what fate particularly, he had no slightest idea. But he did realise that things weren't what they used to be. Things didn't appear to be what he used to know them to be. And the sudden changes which came in successive file gave him no chance to ponder over the latest discovery. While he was trying to espouse one of the sudden changes, he found himself snatched away by something stranger and threatening. But one thing which he knew for sure was to get to the root of all this. That was the only way to get answers to the mysteries. "Why did she suddenly have a dream about the me? Who is she? How is she connected to all of this?"His left hand which was on the wheel twirled, taking a turn into a long and empty tarred road. The area was unusually quiet, and there was hardly any car in sight. It was just his car and the thoughts stalking him. "Why does everything has to lead to the same direction? Things that s
Bro, what! He has a Quintillion? "That lady is your Queen!"
Alves couldn't break his eyes off his palm. He kept staring at the bird which was seated in his palm. He could swear that he heard the voice from his palm... which could only mean one thing. Since his palm could not speak, only the bird could?"Did you just say something?"He asked, staring keenly at the beaks of the bird as though his eyes could pluck answers out of them. No other world came from the bird anymore. It was dead silence. Alves looked away from the bird towards the direction of the two bamboo stalks which the bird must have referred to. "Can a bird talk?"He found himself trying to review that topic again. It was strange and random. No matter how tall he was, or the height he might climb, he could never had seen that mystery coming. Like he couldn't see the rest too. "Did you just talk? Did you say those two bamboo stalks... I mean, do you mean the space between the two bamboo stalks, that throws me away, is a portal?"He had so many questions, and it was rather funny
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