Dexter's heart dropped to his feet,
“S– Sandy?” He queried, not looking further than that at the contents.
“I don't want to hear anything from you. Marrying you was a mistake I intend to remedy. Now sign these papers and leave my life forever.” She spat.
“S– sandy –”
Her father interrupted him with a punch.
“I don't want to hear a word from you, you bastard! You heard what she said, sign the damn papers!”
“P– please – Sandy please,” Dexter begged, a tear rolling down his eye without his permission.
“You're not worthy of our daughter you scrap! Heck! You're not even worthy of breathing the same air as her!” Sandy's mother shouted into his face.
Sandy didn't even act like she cared, she spat at his feet and ran back to her lover's side. She caressed him, putting his head on her voluptuous breasts and taking the ice pack from him to cool his head herself.
“You'd better start signing now before you get the beating of your life!”
Her father thundered.
“Raphael, please, I have nowhere to g–” Dexter began but one of the guards shut him up with a punch.
“How dare you say my husband's name?” Sandy's mother snarled. “I suppose the next thing you'll do is scream ‘Priscilla Wayne’ from the rooftops?” She slapped him again. “Your mouth is too filthy to mention our names! Beat him up until he signs it!” She screeched at the guards.
Dexter was beaten up for a few more minutes, his cries filling up the room but not eliciting pity from anyone.
Raphael pushed his face into the papers,
“Sign!”
Dexter coughed up blood and with trembling fingers began to sign on the lines Raphael and Priscilla pointed out to him.
The minute he signed the last one, the papers were snatched from him.
“Throw him out of here! I don't want to ever see him in this premises again.” The Waynes commanded.
The last thing Dexter saw was Ryan and Sandy's smirks as he was dragged out helplessly from the room and thrown out of the house.
Dexter staggered away from the gate. He looked up for a moment at the place he'd called home for three years but had never felt at home in.
He blinked back tears at the feelings of physical and emotional pain as he stumbled away bleeding.
Dexter stopped at a lamp post as he relived the day. His heart was empty and his spirit was broken.
He'd spent the day going from one company to the other looking for a new job and planning the surprise package for Sandy, only for him to return to his wife shamelessly cheating on him and the beating of his life so he could sign divorce papers and be kicked out into the street.
He slumped against the lamp post, remembering how he'd met Sandy.
He'd been a busboy then, working in an upscale restaurant. She'd immediately been smitten by him and they'd dated for six months before she introduced him to her parents as her fiance.
He'd gotten his delivery job during the six months they were dating and it'd been one of the occurrences Sandy had used to bully her parents into letting her marry him. She'd claimed that he was a promising young man and the only way his life could go from there was up.
Alas… it'd all been puppy love. At least for Sandy. She'd woken up one day apparently and smelled the coffee. The coffee her parents had been stirring around her nose since day one.
He remembered more than one occasion right after their splendid wedding when Priscilla had casually mentioned to Sandy that it wasn't too late to find a man more befitting of her status.
Dexter's heart squeezed in his chest.
Sandy had finally listened to them…
She now thought of him as a leech and a disgrace.
Dexter's head hit the lamp post and he collapsed onto the floor. His last thought was of how he had actually hit rock bottom and was completely hopeless.
“Are you ready to confess or do we still need to take this interrogation session further?” The tall man with a scar on his face who'd become Dexter's kinsman of pain, asked as he forced his fist onto Dexter’s already bleeding face.Dexter groaned and spat blood.“You – you've been asking me that –” he coughed and spat more blood as his head lolled forward. “– that question f– for the past th– three days. And j– just like before… I don’t know what you are talking about!” Dexter yelled the last sentence with all the strength he could pull out of his already mutilated body. He felt pain. And anger at the fact that he was going through so much pain for something he knew nothing of.Sergeant Deem stood and stared at Dexter, his teeth bared as he tried to dissect the situation. Finally, he spoke up.“Fine.” He turned around and picked up a damp towel from the table, wiping his bloody fists. “You leave me no choice.”He rushed hastily out of the room, frustration carved in the hunch of his s
Everything still seemed to be in a blur.Dexter couldn’t comprehend what had just happened; all he could process at that moment was the unexpected journey that he and the police chief had set on immediately after he'd been discharged from the hospital he was rushed to.His wounds had been treated and he'd eaten a decent meal for the first time in days. He was so confused he was on high alert. What could be going on? Was this going to be another form of torture? Were they fattening him up for the slaughter?“Young Master Dexter, do you need anything, and are you in any pain?” The Chief asked, turning away from the steering wheel for a second.“There will be a doctor on ground immediately we arrive and you will be tended to more closely.” The Chief added.Dexter was still trying to adjust to the situation before him so it wasn't out of disrespect that he turned his face away to the window.“Where are we headed, sir Chief?” He asked cautiously.“Call me Chief or better still Steve.” The
“Dexter it's such a shame that I couldn’t be there to welcome you myself but life has always been so fair to me I don’t mind it playing a smart one on me and making me absent at this time. But enough about me. I’m sure everything still seems very confusing. Especially your identity.”The man cleared his throat.“You are Dexter Richmond the child of my first son Fletcher Richmond Jnr. I’m sure you are confused as to why you never met me or knew anything of this life before. It is because your mother chose to raise you out of the family.“Your father, my late son died from a tragic helicopter accident a year after you were born and your mother who had never been a fan of the problems that came with being a member of such a widely known family, more or less blamed the family for his death. She decided to take you far away from us to live out there with the rest of the world where you would be safe.“I didn’t rest, I sent out a search party to find her. We then came to an agreement. I did
“Now wouldn't it be something if we could be invited to such an occasion?” Priscilla gushed as she and her family prepared to watch the televised event of Fletcher Richmond Snr's burial. It was a must-watch for everyone who knew a thing or two about influence and affluence. “You do realize it's the burial of a person right?” Raphael chuckled, sitting beside his wife. “Oh, whatever! The man lived to a ripe old age and enjoyed his life to the fullest! It's basically a send-off party in my opinion!” Sandy and her new boyfriend Ryan laughed with her parents as they settled into a chair together, a bowl of popcorn between them. “But you're right mum, the kind of connections one would make at such an event –” Sandy shook her head for emphasis, “– Too good!” Raphael chuckled nervously, “But you've got me now babe. I'm sure I have all the connections you could need.” Sandy nodded distractedly as they watched the president of Germany arrive at the venue followed by other presidents and p
Dexter was settling into his new life quite smoothly so far.He'd been very busy familiarising himself with everything he had inherited. Which was a lot of work seeing as he'd inherited a lot.He didn't intend to be a lazy and passive leader, he was going to be actively involved in everything going on in all of his companies as much as he could.Richard Crossing had been with him every step of the way. He'd answered all of his questions and was doing an amazing job guiding Dexter on his journey.And Grandpa Fletcher hadn't lied, he was truly still with him. The man had left several videos, recordings, and handwritten files to aid Dexter in his journey.They basically enumerated all the secrets to keeping the businesses thriving and only Richard knew about them.Dexter spent all his time in a study, listening, watching, and reading the files. He didn't want to make any mistakes.His first step according to his grandfather's counsel was to consolidate his authority. Seeing as many would
“Mum I can't believe we're going to meet him, this feels like a dream,” Sandy whispered excitedly to her mother as they made their entrance into the venue for the dinner party.“Tell me about it,” Priscilla whispered back.A shot of applause went up as it did for each family that arrived. They smiled and made their way to their seats, Ryan in tow with them.“You know, I'm pretty sure it's because of our company that the heir decided to come here first! Our records over the past two years have been outstanding!” Priscilla chipped in as they settled down.“Well, that idea might not be too far-fetched.” Raphael grinned and raised a glass in salute.It wasn't far-fetched indeed. Their family was all the heir could think about as he buttoned up his shirt and adjusted his tie in a room in the hotel where the party was being hosted.A knock sounded on his door,“Come in.”It was Ivy.“Hey. I'm ready. And I just got word that most of the guests have arrived. I believe it's time for you to mak
"I have never been so humiliated in my life!" Raphael Wayne thundered as he and his family barged into the house. He threw his coat onto the floor, his face red with anger and embarrassment. "This wasn’t supposed to happen this way not after all the care we gave him, talk more of the support we showed him, your mother went to all lengths to make sure he got a job in that delivery company to show she cared, but he does this instead!" He continued his eyes red with anger and pain from the embarrassment.Sandy and her mother sat quietly on the couch, Priscilla embittered dried up her tears whilst shaking her head in disbelief. Sandy lost in thoughts, her mind occupied as to how the Richmond heir turned out to be Dexter, the man whom she had just thrown out of her house not long. She had never imagined it to be him remembering all the days she and her family had humiliated and taunted him for having the surname of rich people but having no money or status to uphold the name, and now he
"That’s the only way we can be able to get Dexter, this is the easiest way out, he seems to have a relationship with Ivy," Priscilla said to her daughter as they walked into the room."I doubt mum, things won’t go that smoothly we have to do something to get them interested. We can’t just tell Ivy that way, we need to lure them. How about a dinner party Mum?" Sandy asked."That should go well, I have something to ensure Stephanie comes for the dinner party be rest assured, dear!" Priscilla says as she picks up her mobile phone and dials Stephanie Stannis number.Ring. Ring. Ring."Hello!" A voice on the line belonging to Stephanie Sannis answered."Hey Steph, how have you been? It’s been long since I last heard from you." Priscilla asked coyly putting her phone on speakerphone. "I’m fine, thank you, dear," Stephanie replied."I called to invite you to a dinner party we would be holding here in the house and would like you and your daughter to be present," Priscilla said to her calml
Dexter and the police officers arrived at the abandoned factory where James was holding Sonia, Richard, and Ivy hostage. The officers closed in, weapons drawn, shouting commands for James to stop and surrender. But James had already made up his mind."I'll blow up this whole place, and we'll all die together," he threatened, clutching the remote control tightly, his eyes wild with determination.Katherine, recognizing the seriousness of James's threat and the extent to which he was willing to go for his revenge, stepped out from the midst of the police officers. With a determined look, she made her way into the factory, hoping to defuse the situation before it was too late."Mother, where do you think you are going?" Dexter asked, his voice filled with surprise and concern as he saw his mother stepping into danger with her eyes wide open."It's time to end this," Katherine replied, a short-lived smile tugging at the corners of her lips.Dexter tried to move closer, intent on stopping
“Today, I'll have my full revenge. Today I'll end it once and for all,” James muttered, his eyes burning with anger as he opened the small briefcase he was holding. Mr. Blaq stood beside him wondering what he was doing as that wasn't part of the initial plan. Several other men were in the room, each holding a gun, their faces set with grim determination. “What are you doing?” Richard asked, his voice trembling as he caught sight of the item in the briefcase, which looked alarmingly like a bomb. “I’m about to send you all to the devil,” James scoffed, his tone dripping with malicious disdain. Richard’s eyes widened in fear. “You’re insane! You can’t do this!” James chuckled darkly. “Oh, but I can. And I will. It’s time for the Richmond empire to fall, and you’re just collateral damage.” Mr. Blaq shifted uneasily, glancing at the other men. Despite his loyalty to James and the Rogue's Secret Coalition, he hadn’t signed up for mass murder. “James, are you sure about this? The
Raphael and Priscilla finally faced trial and the court found both of them guilty of all the crimes they were accused of. Raphael got a jail term of twenty years while Priscilla got a life time imprisonment sentence. Dexter couldn't hide how sorry he felt for them seeing how pathetic both of them eventually ended. But there was nothing he could do about it. They've broken so many laws and it was just right that the two of them face the consequences of their actions. It was the day before the U.S presidential elections and in every part of the country, one could notice the euphoria in the atmosphere over the forthcoming elections which was marked by a palpable sense of anticipation and tension. Across the country, campaign offices buzzed with activity as volunteers made last-minute phone calls and knocked on doors, urging every potential voter to cast their ballot. Television screens in homes, bars, and restaurants displayed a constant stream of political advertisements, pundit ana
"Raphael and Priscilla are finally behind bars,” Julio said as he addressed members of the Rogue Secret Coalition. “All along they thought they were masters of the game not knowing that they were not even players in the first place,” James scoffed, his voice dripping with utter disdain.There was an unusual silence that fell upon them in the room as if someone had walked in but it was quickly interrupted by president Lee Chan's crackling voice.“There's no need basking in an already won victory. Raphael and Priscilla Wayne were just pawns in this game right from the very beginning. They've served their purpose and it's time to look into the bigger picture,”Julio's respect for Lee Chan had always been massive seeing how much he reasoned like himself. If there was something he liked about Lee Chan, it was the fact that his hunger for power was like a vampire thirsty for blood.“That's right. It's time to hit the big target and that's Dexter Richmond himself.” Julio said, his eyes meet
The news of James' escape spread like wildfire throughout the entire region. Dexter had issued strict instructions to the chief, emphasizing the need to leave no stone unturned in ensuring James was apprehended and brought to justice. When Raphael and Priscilla learned of James' escape and subsequent disappearance, they couldn't shake the feeling that the boss had orchestrated his escape. It dawned on them that they had been mere pawns in a much larger game, manipulated by the boss all along. As the days passed, Sandy was finally laid to rest in a somber ceremony attended by those who loved her. The atmosphere was heavy with grief and reflection. Standing by her graveside, Raphael and Priscilla shared a moment of quiet contemplation. The weight of recent events and the realization of their manipulation by the boss had taken a toll on them. In the wake of Sandy's funeral, Raphael and Priscilla made a momentous decision. They resolved to end their long-standing feud with Dexter. The
This isn't good,” Katherine's forehead creased slightly conveying a sense of unease. They had left the mourning room as soon as they heard that James had escaped. That wasn't part of the plan. With James already out of the picture, it was left with Julio and Mr Blaq but now that James had escaped, they could smell trouble brewing already. “So what do we do now?” Dexter asked, seeing that there was really not much he could bring himself to think about regarding everything that was happening. “We'll have to be vigilant. If James had failed in his first attempt to kill you, he'll come again and this time, he won't spare you.” Katherine revealed, her hands clasped, with a palpable sense of nervous energy underlying her demeanor. Dexter could understand what his mother was saying but in the midst of it all, he still wanted to know why his mother and Ivy's mother had a rough conversation earlier. The fact that the two of them would become inlaws soon was a matter of concern to him. He
Katherine and Dexter entered into the room to see every mourning. He approached Priscilla with his own bouquet of flower offering his sympathy to her.Katherine too offered her sympathy causing everyone except Stephanie to wonder who she was and why she was with Dexter.“Katherine!” Stephanie exclaimed, upon recognizing her as Dexter's mother and her once upon a time friend.“You know her?” Ivy inquired, her curiosity piqued.“Yes dear. That's Dexter's biological mother.” Stephanie replied, causing Ivy's mouth to open wide in awe as she had never expected it. From his conversation with Dexter back when they newly started dating, he had told her that his mother was probably dead having been left and abandoned at an orphanage as a baby.“What's she doing here? And did Dexter get to find her?” Stephanie muttered to herself.Dexter noticed Ivy's presence and walked up to her. He felt bad that he had not shown himself to her ever since he got out of the burning warehouse alive.“Ivy….” He
“Cliches, like the darkest hour, are just before dawn. Priscilla was still finding it difficult to recover from the death of Sandy. She stayed in her room all day refusing to eat and not wanting to talk to anybody. She felt like her world had ended now that Sandy was no more. The armed forces and the police took up the matter to find who actually attempted to kill Dexter that night. With all of Dexter's enemies out of the way, the investigation narrowed down to two possible individuals - Julio Jones and Mr Blaq. “You idiot! How did you manage to miss him?” The air crackled with Julio's voice, rising with frustration and indignation at the young man whom he had asked to finish off Dexter once and for all.He had laid down specific instructions and wasn't expecting anything to go wrong. “It's the lady who stepped in. I already had a clear shot but she immediately stepped in.” The young man replied, his fist clenched and his tone assertive.The young man was one of the best assassins
The ambulance arrived blaring it's siren with the paramedics rushing out to convey Sandy in a stretcher while the police took James, Jack and Alex away.Dexter and Lacey went with the team of paramedics to the hospital. As the ambulance took off that night, Dexter couldn't help it but to pray silently in his heart that nothing bad should happen to Sandy.“Please hurry up,” Dexter's cry echoed through the van, his cloth stained with blood. His fear kept increasing as he watched Sandy's life slowly fade away.“Don't die, Sandy,” His voice trembled as tears began to flow of their own accord.He had never expected that Sandy would do something like that for him, not after her betrayal when they were still married.The night seemed to be darker and quieter as the team of paramedics conveyed Sandy to the Emergency Room. Dexter's heart raced with different thoughts.“Who was it that could have made an attempt on his life?” He thought.It wasn't long after that Priscilla and Raphael arrived a