"I didn't do it, I don't know what they are talking about! Let go of me!" Gary shouted as the corpse dragged him towards the door.One of the corps, a bald man with a tattoo on his neck, turned to Gary and sneered. "You're coming with us, buddy. You're a criminal now, and you're going to pay for what you've done."Gary struggled, but they were too strong. They quickly handcuffed him in both hands, making it impossible for him to fight back. As they led him out of the boardroom, Gary felt a sense of shame and humiliation wash over him. This was the second time he was taken by the law innocently. Not that alone, he was treated like a criminal. That alone was overwhelming.The moment they escorted him out of the building, Gary saw the flashing lights of the police car in the distance. He knew then that things were serious. It dawned on him that he wasn't dreaming.Going to jail was in no way a dream. It was serious.Right there, he turned around and yelled. "I want to call my lawyer," G
"Mr Steve!" Winifield picked the phone at first dial. Then, there was a brief pause on the line, and Steve could hear the rustling of papers in the background."Winfield? Any news about Gary! Did he stay back at work?"Steve showed so much concern and inquisitiveness. Not at all Mr Steve, but he actually is in jail."Steve didn't nley the words go cold before he voiced out and said. "Jail! How come? How did he land in jail?" "Mr Steve, I'm as surprised as you are too, but then. The board leader suddenly came around, then he presented evidence to the board. He equally told everyone that Mr Carter sold his shares a long time ago, but then he still pretended to be president.""What!?" Steve couldn't believe his hearing. "What evidence? And who the hell does he think he is to bring up such accusations?""And as for you." He returned to speaking with Winfield. "Why didn't you tell me anything, Winfield? Why did you remain quiet and keep this to yourself?""Mr Steve, the company has been un
Brayon, the leader of the police department, stood before a group of officers, all involved in the recent case involving Steve and Gary. He took a deep breath and looked around the room, his gaze stern and unwavering."Listen up, everyone," he said, his voice echoing through the quiet room. "I want each and every one of you to apologize to Mr Steve and Mr Carter for what happened, then you all should turn in your badges. You have all proved to be worthless and enemies of the law.""You couldn't represent theaw well, therefore we do not want people among us who would represent the corps with a bad image.""Once again, turn your badges in and apologize."The officers looked at each other, some shifting uncomfortably in their positions, while others stared straight ahead, avoiding Brayon's gaze. Eventually, one officer stood up, his eyes downcast."My apologies Mr Steve," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. "We never knew this you g man was really the heir to Carter's consortium. W
"My young master would make the decision himself I'm in no place to decide " Steve said then looked up to Gary for an answer, as the officers also looked up to him apologetically on their knees."Our apologies Mr Carter." All of them said with their heads bowed.However, Gary stood in front of the two police officers with a look of pure anger on his face. Having him detained for weeks for with no chance eal evidence as to what he did. And then leaving him at the verge of death just because of framed documents?Definitely, they deserved no mercy at all. Gary said to himself."I'm sorry for the inconvenience, sir," one of the officers said, attempting to apologise.Gary scoffed then finally said. "Sorry doesn't cut it. You all detained me for no reason, held me here for hours, and now you think a simple apology will make everything better?"The other officer quickly voiced to interrupt.. "We were just doing our job, sir. We had to make sure you weren't involved in any criminal activity,
After three days of staying at the hospital, and staying under extensive care. Gary was finally getting back in shape.He was still in bed, but then, he was suddenly awoken by the doctor's entry into his ward.His stethoscope was seen hanging around his neck and clipboard in his hand. However, Gary still lay in his bed as he watched the doctor check his pulse and then his temperature, writing down the readings on his clipboard."I believe you feel much better than before?" The doctor said after acknowledging that Gary was awake and greeting him."Well, I feel terribly weak, and it's as though my head pounds harder than before." Gary responded to the doctor honestly, and then the doctor said. "That's understandable. Mr Carter, you had a rough time some days ago, and your body finally needs to adjust to the new state of things," he dipped his hands into his pocket with a slight smile and then he said further."You need not worry much since there are signs of improvement aside from th
Gary couldn't hold his anger, he paced the room back and forth. Reading through the autopsy report of his beloved grandfather. The moment he finished reading the report, he felt a wave of anger and sadness wash over him. Someone had poisoned his grandfather, and Gary was determined to find out who was responsible."Steve," Gary called out to his butler. "I need you to do something for me.""Of course, sir," Steve replied, with all attention."I want you to find out who poisoned my grandfather and bring them to justice," Gary said firmly.Steve nodded without hesitation. "Consider it done, sir. I'll start investigating right away."With that, Steve left the room and immediately began his search. His first stop was the hospital where Gary's grandfather had passed away. He knew that if someone had poisoned the old man, it was likely that they had done it while he was in the hospital.The moment Steve arrived at the hospital, he went straight to the doctor who had overseen Gary's grandfat
Ariel was excited to see her friend, Sarah, who was also a nurse, as they had not seen each other in a while, hence she went to Gracefield hospital where Sarah served as a nurse.Upon her entry and sighting her friend, Sarah jolted In joy, then they hugged each other tightly before going towards the lunch area. Thankfully, Sarah was off duty already for the afternoon.However, while they ordered meals and were catching up on their lives and discussing work.However, a few minutes into their chats, Ariel's phone rang, and she quickly glanced at the caller ID before answering. However, she couldn't recognise who the number holder was.Instead, she naively picked the call, only to hear the voice on the other end which was not one she was expecting to hear. "I have another job for you," said a man's voice.Ariel was scared and dumbfounded, unsure of what to do. She quickly cut the call, hoping that the person would not call again. Her eyeballs constricted, flushed red while shrugging in
The next day, Ariel arrived at the restaurant with a small vial of poison in her pocket. She discreetly handed it to Sarah and gave her instructions on how to use it.However, Tom, the person Steve had put to watch over Ariel, suddenly sensed that something was wrong. He overheard all that was said and then he quickly called Steve."Steve, something is about to go down. There are more conspiracies against the young master." Tom urgently said.Meanwhile, Sarah and Ariel were completely unaware of what was happening. They finished their lunch and left the restaurant, still feeling pleased with themselves for successfully planning, while Sarah went to the hospital.Tom's call to Steve had sent a wave of panic through Steve's body. He had instructed Tom to keep an eye on Ariel and Sarah, but he had not expected things to go wrong so quickly. He had tried calling the hospital reception desk, but nobody was picking up. His fear had only escalated when he called Gary's phone, and he did not
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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,