The man's face turned red with rage, and he suddenly lashed out, slapping the waiter across the face with noises of plates clattering on the floor from the heavy hit.The entire restaurant came to an abrupt halt as the sound of a sharp slap echoed through the air. All eyes turned to a well-dressed man who was towering over a young waiter, who was clutching his reddened cheek in pain.The man's girlfriend looked mortified, and several people around them began to murmur in disapproval.Gary couldn't help but feel disgusted at the man's behavior. He had no right to treat another human being in such a manner, regardless of how much money he had.How dare you spill wine on me!" the man bellowed. "Do you have any idea who I am?"The waiter trembled as the man continued to berate him, demanding that he apologize and bow down before him. The other diners watched in stunned silence, unsure of what to do."How dare you! How dare you stain my shirt with your worthless meal and wine? Do you know
Everyone patiently waited. They all wanted to know the outcome, but at the same time, their patience began to fade off the moment the transfer got slower.Even some people had begun to criticize Gary for interfering and trying to waste everybody's time."Ha! Ha! Ha! I told you, you are actually a real thief and a time waster. Are you trying to fool us? I thought you said you actually thought I was expensive. Now tell me who is cheap?"Gary was speechless, ever since he made complaints as regards the disconnected card, he had never had problems with any payment not to speak of transfers, but here he was again with another disappointment to his face."Now, I think we all have had enough of your rubbish…" he turned to his girlfriend and said. "Make sure you take every single thing into record.""Yes baby, I sure will.""Yea, no one messes with me and remains the same.. Now you come here." The man said."Gary froze on the spot and could imagine himself licking those weird toes. He could f
After three days…..Gary had successfully packed to his new apartment, even though letting his old memories go were difficult. But then he had remembered the words "live on." He was preparing himself for his resumption back to the office, trying to put everything in good shape, but then, he suddenly stepped out onto the balcony to take a deep breath of fresh air. The sun was shining bright, and the birds were chirping in the distance. He closed his eyes and savored the peaceful moment, until suddenly, the sound of rattling vehicles pierced through the tranquility.Gary's eyes shot open, and his heart began to race. He knew that sound all too well. It was the sound of, Steve, driving up in a car. But why? He had explicitly told Steve that he preferred taking public transport to stay lowkey.Gary dashed to the top of the building to get a better look, and sure enough, there was Steve, driving up to the estate in a shiny new car. Gary's heart sank as he watched Steve pull up to the f
Jake was filled with rage, he wondered how a student who had gained admission into Harvard university on scholarship, lived from hand to mouth. How could he suddenly buy a Bugatti?This was the vehicle he wanted to buy, but he has never gotten the money for it. Within those eyes of his, he had a rage of jealousy burning through. He interchanged his gaze between the vehicle and Gary."If you do not explain how you managed to purchase a Bugatti without a job then I won't have any other choice than to actually call the cops, and you know what that is?"Jake sneered, walking closer to him. "You know what those cops would do to you right? They will break your bones, you won't recognise yourself anymore. I believe that sounds interesting right?"Gary raised an eyebrow in confusion and then smashed his lips. "Well, if you care to know, I worked hard for it. Why do you care? I'm unlike you who prefer going around nosing into other people's business while your life is stagnant.""Well, I don'
Seconda rolled into seconds, minute to minute and then finally days rolled into days, and the day to return back to the office finally knocked at Gary's door. The moment he got ready for work, he let out a slight sigh to ease the tension on him. And he told himself that he would actually do it, just like everyone had always told him. And he was in no way going to give up either.Finally, at 8 am on dot, he walked into the office building, a little hesitant and unsure of what to expect. He had been out of work for a week, dealing with personal issues, and he wasn't sure if his absence had caused any disruption. However, as he made his way to his office, he noticed that the atmosphere was calm and peaceful, a stark contrast to the chaos he had left behind.Unfortunately, he hadntet anyone who he could ask if the office duties actually went well in his absence.However, the moment he settled down, Winfield walked over to him, a smile on his face. "Mr Carter, it's good to have you back,
"What!" Gary couldn't believe his ears."Yes Mr Carter, we would love that you hand over your position k to somebody else. You are lose when it comes to decision making and several other things which you have proved to be very inresponsible to." Mr Johnson said without batting an eye.He had always being against Gary right from day one and at that moment he was against him once more."I have always complained about this, that this young man here would definitely lead this company into total loss. If he can't handle it, he should perhaps sell his shares or hand them over to somebody who is capable enough to fill in the position for him." Mr Johnson said out loud, with a deep frown."While he was away, Winfield attended to everything as they should have. But then he suddenly comes back from his break and everything is finally splitting apart again. Do you all think we can actually continue this way?" Mr Johnson said."Mr Johnson, I think you should perhaps calm your nerves, we should he
It would never be a new thing to Gary that Brenda actually met a man she was willing to get married to in just a few weeks after their divorce. It only spelt one thing to him, that she actually was flirting with the man while they were still married. However that was just none of his concern anymore, at least they were now divorced and separated.When she said was going to introduce her new man to him, he had no other one in mind than Kyle. Therefore, a look at the person from afar off, the race looked familiar, not until he loved closer and Gary realized it was never Kylie but another person."Here, Gary, meet my new man. The man who would never in this world joke with me, or take me for another, or make me suffer because he is actually super rich! Compared to some beggar I got married to before."Super rich! Oh that explained it all. Gary said to himself. If the young man were never richer than Kylie she would never in this world be with him.He had discovered that she was truly a
"Where am I?" Gary groaned, after he felt his head pounding as he slowly opened his eyes. He looked around and found himself in an unfamiliar and dimly lit room. Panic and fear slowly crept in as he tried to move his hands and realized that they were tied behind his back.One of the men stepped forward, a look of disdain on his face which was hidden behind the ski mask."You're in our little hideaway," the man said, grinning.Who are you? What do you want from me?” Gary demanded, his voice shaking with fear.“We don’t want anything from you. We were just paid to take you.”“Paid by who? You have to tell me!” Gary pleaded.The kidnapper remained silent, his eyes cold and unfeeling. Without warning, he struck Gary across the face, causing him to fall to the ground.“Don’t ask questions, just shut up and do as you’re told,” the kidnapper snarled.Over the next few hours, Gary was subjected to a barrage of physical and emotional abuse. He was kicked, punched, and threatened with a knife.
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The door to the lobby finally opened, and Mr. Bamford walked in with twelve police officers following closely behind him.Silence completely took over the lobby of the building and only the sound of their boots could be heard hitting the tiles as they walked over to where Gary was.The tears in Fallon’s eyes immediately stopped, and a sense of confusion flooded every part of her mind as her eyes followed the officers until they stood in front of her husband and the other five officers."Chief! What are you doing here?” One of the five officers asked with worry evident in his voice. The other four looked just as confused as him, and fear started creeping its way on their faces after the chief didn’t reply immediately.Meeting Gary’s eyes and his bloodstained nose, Mr. Bamford frowned, dragging his gaze down to Gary’s hands locked behind his back, and said, “Uncuff him now!”The firmness in his tone caused Fallon’s eyes to widen with a shocked expression, she opened her mouth, but no wo
The anger that ate at Gary slowly faded, and he looked back to see his wife staring calmly at him, and yet, he couldn‘t stop caring for what she was thinking at that moment about him.Sighing, Gary looked back at Kyle and scoffed, letting go of his collar, causing his back to hit the tile, and a cry escaped his throat.Kyle lay on the floor, holding his chest, crying and moaning, shaking his head as he tried desperately to hold in his sobbing, the room became so quiet that the sound of a pin drop could‘ve been heard.Everyone was shocked by what was happening in the lobby, and Ciara‘s hands were trembling as she tried to remember the police number, her mind a mess.“Ciara! Have you called the police yet?!” Kyle cried in rage as the pain from his face intensified because of the volume of his voice, and he moaned out, “Ciara!”“Yes sir, I‘m sorry sir, um, I need help here...” Ciara stammered with a shaky tone.“What help?”“Umm… What‘s the police number?”“What the hell, Ciara!!”His sw
As the security guards approached Gary and the others, Tom calmly took out a file from his briefcase and looked back at Kyle and the investors.“Well, I am a lawyer with a couple of degrees, including Doctor of Juridical Science degree, and this is a valid will that both Mr. Larsons and the law enforcement officials‘ signatures are on, which proves everything that Fallon has told you guys, that this company is now under her management,” Tom explained calmly, taking out the document and showing it to the investors.“I have worked with Morgan before, and that is definitely his signature on this paper. He‘s a man of honor, and so am I,” Mr. Walker immediately stated, glaring at Kyle.The security reached the scene but immediately stopped out of confusion, seeing that no one was attacking Kyle and just stood there looking at each other.“It could be a fraud! Who knows...” Kyle answered, shrugging nonchalantly.“But we do know. You just blurted out that you thought the will got destroyed a
Gazing intensely into the bathroom mirror, Gary reached for his toothbrush but then paused as a memory of Lawyers Morgans‘ words kept replaying in his head, the looks on his face when he said those words, and the way his body reacted a bit nervously to question about the will.Immediately, he grabbed his phone off the sink and scrolled for Tom‘s number until he got to it, dialing it.After ringing his number, the call got answered and Tom‘s voice popped up through the speaker, “Good morning, Boss...”“I need us to discuss something important later on today," Gary said as he watched the bathroom door reflection in the mirror slowly pushed open, and Fallon popped her head inside. Thankfully, he was tying a towel around his waist.“I'll be on my way then."“Good, we will wait on you guys before we leave, so be here by nine.”Wondering who her he was talking to so seriously at seven in the morning, Fallon reached her hands around his waist and kissed his bare back, resting her head flat a
A look of fear entered Morgan’ eyes, his expression twisting with anxiety, terror, and helplessness as he and Gary continued to stare at each other. “Which will?” Mr. Morgan finally questioned. “The will that Mr. Larson left Fallon,” Gary stated plainly, averting his gaze to stare straight into the old man’s eyes, daring him to try and lie.“Whi-cho-ne…?” Mr. Morgan murmured, barely audible for anyone to hear.Then he saw Gary’s brows furrowing, and he knew that he was getting impatient as his eyes narrowed, and he leaned forward slightly in his chair.“Don’t act like a dummy with me… speak louder.” Gary uttered in a stiff tone.Immediately, Morgan’ face turned pale, his body tensing, and then his eyes widened as he blurted out, “Oooh! Oh!! Do you mean the will Alora gave Fallon the night of Mr. Larson’s death anniversary party?!”“Is there another will for Fallon?” Gary asked as he raised his eyebrows.“No! No… no… I was just scared and my mind took its time to process everything.”
The words that Gary said to Jeremy never left Fallon’s thoughts, even though the morning was now evening, and Gary was sleeping.Adjusting her head on his warm chest, Fallon looked at him, just staring, allowing her thoughts to run wild in her head, as she listened to his heart beating, feeling his chest rise and falling, listening to his breathing.‘What package were you talking about?’ Fallon wondered as she bit her lower lip, thinking furiously.All of a sudden, she heard his phone go off, causing Garyto shift slightly on the bed, hugging onto her waist tightly, and burying his face deeper into her neck “Gary, your phone,” Fallon whispered, feeling reluctant to wake him and yet, also wanting an answer.“Hmm…” He mumbled sleepily, his voice barely audible.“Your phone…,” Fallon repeated, her tone a lot louder than a few minutes ago as she tried again to shake him awake.Finally, Gary opened his eyes, blinking slowly for several seconds. After a few more seconds he seemed to register
Anger immediately started to rise inside of her as Fallon glared at Alora with a look of pure hatred, and without even realising it, she blurted. “Grandpa left that company for me, and you can’t just take what he gave to me away!” A faint chuckle escaped Alora’s throat as she gazed down at her granddaughter, before she replied. “Oh yes, I can… you know, I thought you were getting married to this… this human being because you want to own something in this family and be a part of us…” A pause followed her words as she watched Fallon’s eyes for a sign of fear and submission and when she saw a slight flicker of emotion in her step granddaughter’s eyes, she smiled, knowing that she managed to hit Fallon’s weak spot. “I will not tolerate the disrespect I am seeing from you, Fallon, and since that’s how you want to behave, I am taking this opportunity to let you know you aren’t fit to take over any of the family business. I don’t need an arrogant, selfish, and prideful woman who does not
The dull morning light in her face with her body wrapped into Gary’s arms, Fallon just stared at him, his lashes, the details of his lips, unable to look away. Her hand rested on his cheek, and looked at his shut eyes, stroking his skin lightly as she felt her breathing become slow and steady. “I know it was just nonsense that she said, but I still can’t get her words out of my head…” Fallon whispered, leaning in closer until there were no more inches between them, their breaths mingling together. “What can’t you get out of your head?” Gary asked, his voice low and soothing as his eyelids slowly opened.Not expecting him to even be awake, Fallon froze, trying desperately to think of something, anything because she didn’t want to tell him about the conversation between Sandra and her.“Nothing,” Fallon quickly replied, pulling her face back, feeling a heat rise to her cheeks. “It’s nothing. You should go back to sleep. Yesterday was hectic, and my crying kept you up late.” “Fallon,