“My condolence,” Hunter muttered; he was trying to hide his sorrow while seeing one of his faithful men in a casket.“Thank you, sir. My husband admired you so much; he was always excited and happy to go to work every day, knowing that he was working under your supervision and company,”Hunter was well known as a faceless billionaire; he chose to remain that way to enjoy his life without hindrance to his status. Families of his workers introduced him as their boss in the company.“I wish I could do something that moment,” Hunter said; Alfred and his troupe knew what he was talking about.“It was a sudden and unforeseen death, and anyone has their own time; you don’t have to blame yourself for this; you became a good employer to him. He provides all the needs and wants of his family, and that is more than enough for me to thank you,”Hunter did not respond, and Alfred took his place to avoid awkwardness. Hunter nodded and exited the room. He went near the comfort room and lit his cigar
R-18“Thank you, sister. You were really a god sent; this won’t be possible without your help; thank you,” Silvestro was indeed delighted, seeing the new set of girls he bought from the orphanage.“You were the heaven-sent, my child. You were an avenue of blessing to this orphanage and to the lives of these children,” the nun said, but behind that facade, they both knew what would happen to the children the moment they left.“Shall we be going?” Silvestro said his voice was as gentle as a loving father; the children were so happy, their eyes sparkling while looking at the man they looked after.Some of them were hoping that they would grow up like them until they discovered the real Silvestro.“Sister, a man was waiting outside, hoping if he could adopt a boy,” one of the helpers said; the nun excused herself, Silvestro smiled at the naive children, but one of them, Isaac—don’t feel good towards the man, he is one of the eldest orphans here. A seventeen-year-old mixed-blood kid. What’
“The famous Silvestro Aguere was found dead in his house this morning, the police investigation was ongoing, and the government offered one million silver to identify the killer,” Hunter turned off the television while washing his hands and heaved a heavy sigh. He regretted doing it with his vast emotion, and now, one of these days, people may come to him with the possibility of learning the truth behind the murder. “Boss, what are we doing next?” Alfred seemed a little bothered by the news; this was the first time Hunter acted out of emotion; he is always based on the information and good timing, “Something must be bothering you, sir?” he continued. Hunter tilted his head, “Something’s not right; something’s not in its place,” he mumbled, and even Alfred couldn’t hear it; Hunter shook his head and stood up, “I have a meeting to attend,” he looked at his wrist watch, “Were running late. Alfred, get the car; I’ll be there at five,” “Yes sir,” Alfred immediately responded and went to
“Why would you do that? Come on, Hunter!” Alamid frustratedly asked Hunter the moment they entered the house, “I want to stay quiet and finish my semester as is!”“You want me to what, stop? Ala, look,” Hunter heaved, “What do you want me to do? Let them bully you? In front of my eyes? No fucking way! You’ve had enough!”“But I can manage! Did you see how his face stitches? Man, I did that!” Hunter halted when he heard Alamid’s pride, “I never had the chance to fight back against anyone who makes fun of me, but dang! I’m satisfied with that, and even I nearly got suspended; good thing you’re rich and influential.”“You fucked up, dude,” Hunter chuckled while shaking his head, “I didn’t know you could punch that hard; why don’t you attend martial art classes? I can enroll you, you know, for your own safety,”“I’ll take note of that; I will let you know,” Alamid nodded, “Hey, I have an upcoming trip; can I come?”Hunter scoffed, “Go on, just don’t fuck women there,”“You nasty creature!
“Yow, my grinch friend,” Smith greeted Hunter as soon as he entered Hunter’s office, “You’re so workaholic, I hope you won’t die with pleasure deprivation,”Hunter rolled his eyes and continued signing papers. He was only left with his built-in desk lamp, his sleeves were rolled up, and his ties were loose.“What are you doing here?” Hunter said in a bored tone while adjusting his reading glasses.“Well, I heard some authorities pay you a visit earlier today; that must be about the killing spree I’ve been mentioning to you,” Smith made his way to Hunter’s fridge to grab two beers and dried octopus.“Yeah, that detective named Levi,” Hunter halted and put down his pen, “Who was that man? He had some guts to threaten me,”Smith handed Hunter the beer and settled himself to the nearby couch, “Well, he was known for digging graves for his targets. Levi Ocampo was notorious for finding concrete evince of whoever messed with him,” he stopped and gulped some beer, “Remember the senator who u
“We have arrived, Mr. President,” Julian announced as they arrived at the restaurant. “Good, come inside and order something for yourself; eat your breakfast, Julian,” Julian didn’t say anything and just parked the car; Hunter didn’t wait for his secretary to open the door for this meeting; instead of his driver, he brought Julian, he was aware that today was Julian’s birthday, and he wanted to treat him a nice meal. Hunter walked gracefully to the restaurant, along with Julian; they were assisted by the manager himself, “Good morning, Mr. Dmitri; we’re thrilled you chose our humble restaurant,” Hunter nodded, “Where is the VIP room?” instead, he asked. “I will accompany you, sir,” “Alright, I asked for another private room. Is that ready?” “Yes, Mr. Dmitri,” Hunter pat Julian’s shoulder, “He will be using it, along with his family,” Shock struck Julian’s eyes, “Mr. President..” “Enjoy your day, Julian; I will take my time; you drop them off using my car; report later this eve
“Hunter, you didn’t say you were coming; what a surprise,” Zafron exclaimed while looking at Hunter, who seemed very tired, “How’s your day?” he asked. “I have something to ask, dad,” the seriousness in Hunter’s voice made Zafro frown; he put down his newspaper and turned to Hunter. “Have a sit first, son,” Zafron said, “What is it that you wanted to ask?” “What’s the real reason for mom’s death?” Hunter felt a thorn in his throat upon saying that. Zafron didn’t even look shocked about the question; he was expecting it; someday, his son would discover the death of his mother, “I see, you discovered about it,” Hunter gave his father a look of disbelief, and he felt betrayed, “So, you knew all along?!” Zafron sighed and nodded, “Yes, but I can’t do anything; that family was yours, to begin with. I gave you the authority to take your revenge, son. Since the time you told me you will be pursuing the young Pritt, I can’t do anything; seeing you smile like that made me realize it wasn’
“Hunter, will you be spending Christmas with us?” Matthew, the second eldest of the Dmitri couple, said while they were having dinner.“I’ll try to make it on Christmas eve, and I’ve got tons of things to do at the office,” Hunter said truthfully, not that he didn’t want to spend it with them; he just had a lot of things on his plate right now.“It’s been years, Hunter. You should join us,” Matthew spoke again while cutting his steak. Their youngest sibling was quiet and just looking at them.“Don’t you have your own family to celebrate with?” Hunter jokingly said, they all chuckled.“You were not informed? We are celebrating Christmas and new year together in our house, why don’t you come and bring Alamid with you? We haven’t met him since the day you brought him to your house,”Hunter shrugged, “I’ll see to it,”That cut off the conversation among the gentlemen; Matthew had to go home right after dinner since his wife called him due to some pregnancy cravings. Matthew rarely went ho