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Bro, what! He has a Quintillion? TIFF files.
Several days had passed, and Gareth and Laura were seated in the living room of Simeon's duplex. None of them knew yet how he was able to secure such a magnificent building under the haunting watch of Madam. But that wasn't really the main deal. The past few days had been spent in silence and solitude. Each of them had needed time to process the information which Madam had given in the press meeting. Even some of them didn't have the interest in other superficial things, like taking calls and other things related to it. The news had hit them off guard, making a cat out of a ruthless lion. Gareth and Laura were talking almost in whispers as though this doesn't want the other to hear what he was saying. That kept on going for a while. Unitl the door was pushed open and Michael walked inside. "Simeon."He called so loudly that even the deaf wouldn't have an excuse.He settled down and say greetings to his younger ones. The reactions of Gareth and Laura changed. They looked anxious a
Bro, what! He has a Quintillion? Raving hearts.
"What the fuck exactly is happening?""I mean I can't wrap my head around it.""This really has got to be a sort of sitcom or something.""Or perhaps someone is using all of you to catch a sort of cruise... or a prank?"The silence which had been suddenly crushed and beaten to pulp by the sequence of argument miraculously found its old form again, clothing and draping the living room in its best fashion. Each person who would stare into the nothingness, now pick anyone, whom his mind dim fit, in his gaze. The coldness slowly graduated into a chilly warmth. "He is not our legal father?"Gareth smeared the silence again, ripping it open to let every form of sound intrude. "Legal father? Since when did that become a thing?"Michael carried on almost immediately. "Does that mean that somehow Gareth is still my brother?""Will you just shut up and let me think?"Simoen snapped at Laura all of a sudden. He looked a little bit irritated. Yet he wasn't done with whatever he had in mind.
Bro, what! He has a Quintillion? Court - Bounce Back
The court room was unusually teeming with audience. After a while everyone had settled down, the judge walked in. The jury was a distance away to the left-side of the given space. Everyone had their eyes on the judge. She seemed to be busy with something as she had her attention spent on something which was on the table. The formal burden all rested on her shoulder. There was no one by her right nor left to help her make decision. Save the jury who was in her eyeshot. But then when she pushed up her head, it was as though she already had her way around this even though it hadn't started yet. "The attorney representing the Plaintiff can supplant her argument."The judge called and a tall beautiful lady got up on her feet. She was dressed formally yet with the touch of elegance. She looked to her side. There was Simeon seated there. Simeon nodded at her and then a gentle smile ran across her face. The unspoken transaction which had just happened between the both of them gave severa
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
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