Wes's wedding became the talk of the town, it was mentioned on every TV channel and it was all over the internet, this was the power of the W&S holdings. For the past few days, the internet has been divided into three different sections, which included those who were with Wes and Malika, those who were with Damion and Bianca and lastly, those who were with neither of the two, this set of people just wanted to see how all this will end. “Mr Wes! Please what can you say about this whole thing, was the placement of the wedding's date intentional?” Wes heard a female reporter say as he stepped out of the hospital. Since the very day Wes announced his wedding, reporters have been lingering around the hospital waiting to interview anyone at any given chance, interviewing Wes and Damion was the actual price. Although there were about six to seven reporters present, Wes was ready to attend to whatever questions they had for him.Adjusting his coat, Wes smirked “Well I don't have much of a
Lost in his world, Damion was so enveloped by the clouds of his thoughts that he was blind to notice the presence of an unexpected visitor in his office. “I'm sorry I'm saying this late, but I know you are innocent and I have concrete evidence to back it up” These words which certainly came from the visitor were able to break through the shackles of damions thoughts and had successfully brought him back to reality. Damion was able to snap out of his thoughts and that was when he noticed this person who seemed to be sitting in a wheelchair. Damion's eyes widened as he stared at the person. “You have evidence? “Yes I do, I'm sorry, you must be mad I didn't tell you about it earlier” Damion folded his arms to his chest “Well, Maybe I will talk about being mad with you later, but for now, the evidence is what I need to clear my name” The person on the wheelchair smiled
The anger grew inside of Wes, he had tried every single thing he could but Damion didn't seem to be going down anytime soon. The coffee cup resting by his side shook as Wes took a turn into another street, he had his eyes glued to the road as he drove. Wes was already getting sick and tired of the whole thing and he knew something needed to be done quickly. Initially, he had decided to lay low for now and strike later when the whole Bianca drama fades away, but the more he laid low the more Damion soared higher. With his left hand, Damion took a sip from the coffee and dropped it back on the chair, his eyes glancing at the side mirror to see if the road was clear. Even with his mind clouded with a series of thoughts, he was still self-conscious about his surroundings. Finally, Wes arrived at a semi-large building, the street was quiet and as he stepped out of the vehicle he cou
“The men standing outside the vehicle had just mentioned Bianca, is it that they think Bianca is here with me?” Damion mumbled. “Bang!” Another gunshot was heard and the guard who was on the wheel couldn't take it anymore. “Hold tight, young master,” he spoke. Damion noticed his firm grip on the wheel, the engine hadn't been put off so it was easy to deceive the men standing in front. The guard changed the gear and put the car on acceleration, the vehicle drove with top speed into the four men in black. “What the hell!” One of them yelled as he dived out of the way into the nearby bushes by the roadside. “Bang!, bang! bang!” Multiple gunshots were heard as the vehicle drove past them. “We lost them?” Damion asked, tilting his head to look behind. “I think so, young master,” the guard replied. The word young master sounded strange to Damion, he
The night was young and not so dark due to the brightness of the moon which illuminated the neighborhood, although the night was quiet, the faint footsteps of two people could be heard. “How close are we to the main road?” One of the voices asked. “I think we are close already,” the other replied. Of Course, these people were none other than Damion and the guard. They had taken the route described to them by the man in black who had let them go due to a previous encounter with Damion's golden touch. The two turned into a corner, running through what seemed to be a garden, surely the owner of this garden would see their footprints by morning. The two men were already getting out of breath, they were already a little bit weak from the accident earlier and now running wasn't doing them any good because, with each step they took, they could feel their energy draining and sipping out of them. The night was cool and filled with a calm breeze, but with the situation Dami
Damion stepped out into the morning sun which burned brightly in the sky, giving a crimson atmosphere, weather perfect for a sunbath. Damion in his black suit and tie stopped a cab, and soon he was off to work. Bianca was left alone at home, she was still in her night dress, and as she stood with her back resting on the door post staring at the porch where Damion had stood a while ago, a series of thoughts ran through her mind. It took her a lot to resist the urge to tell Damion about Malika's visit, as it didn't look like it was her first time visiting. Earlier before stepping out of the house, Damion had put a call through to Mr Lance telling him about the incident of the previous night. The two had a different discussion afterwards but Bianca couldn't understand what the two were discussing, maybe because she wasn't paying attention. Not too long after Damion left, Bianc
Rumors about Damion's sudden death were no longer news, the whole city was aware of this news, even for those who didn't even know who Damion was. But after they were told about him and his golden touch, they all felt touched and many wished he hadn't died as they would have loved to meet him. It's already been a week since Damion's demise, A series of investigations were carried out to find out who was responsible for the murder but nothing was yielding any good results. “Sir please hold on, you are not supposed to rush in like this, sir please hold on” “Sir I need to confirm from mr Lance before you can be allowed to see him” A nurse could be seen hurrying beside George and his daughter Bianca. The two were in the lance towers and they were here to see Mr lance. How they had entered the place was one of anger. Not even Paying attention to the steady rants of the
In the Lance Medical Hospital, staff were beginning to gather inside the large hall. Two people were already in the hall and were already seated on the left side of the hall, the second to the first-row time the front. Jack folded his arms “It's obvious the director wants to address us about Damion's death or something.” “Address us on something we already know? I don't think so or maybe it's related but I don't know.” Davina replied, not sure of which conclusion to go with. “is it just me or does this whole death thing feel off” Jack hissed and Davina concurred “It's a mutual feeling, Jack, I just feel it is off.” “ what did they say about Damion's body?” Jack frowned. “Who knows, well they said he would be buried soon”. “Soon? how soon?” Jack paused as he noticed the arrival of the director Who then walked straight up to the stage. He gave his usual opening s