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His Legacy Getting Superior
Steven gave his men a heads up and pointed towards a fence owned by the Red Pills Ventures. He couldn’t believe he was finally facing the company physically. The same company his father looked forward in seeing. Unfortunately, the old man was long dead. Red Pills Ventures hadbarely been in operation for a month, but Steven could tell it got massive money laundering wealth. The companies blew more than any company he knew. He wasn’t sure what voodoo magic they used. But that voodoo magic worked well for sure. It worked very well…in fact too well. Now he was there to real what he hadn’t sowed. “Shoot only those who attack!” He ordered the men. They were dressed in black overalls, and their faces were covered with robber masks. “What if one of them doesn't attack but snitches on us?” Rodriguez asked, feeling less confident in the plan. “No one will snitch on us. Just stick to the plan and get their leader for me.”Steven signaled them to climb over the fence and they did, shooting the
His Legacy His Authority
Steven walked into Yellow Curl’s industry, dressed as a businessman. He would never forget his previous mission which almost claimed his life. He was such a coward who couldn’t think of a smart excuse to save his arse. He laughed at himself. He laughed at how inexperienced he was. How soft he was! Good thing he was smarter and better. No one would make him that weak anymore! Rodriguez followed him behind, pretending to be a bodyguard. At that moment, their aim was to take control over The Yellow Curl Industry. The Yellow Curl Industry had large amounts of diamonds, transported illegally from the Arabian Merchants. Digging deep into their database, Steven was surprised at their large net worth. This company made a billion per year, showing how much profit they had. Luckily, his father had more power than he thought. He luckily applied for an appointment as his father’s son and got instant approval to see the company’s CEO. “Do you have his evidence ready?” Steven asked, speaking into h
His Legacy The worse that could happen
Taking over Stainless Steel was tougher than Steven thought. A mere talk seemed impossible for his 28 year old counterpart who thought he was wasting his time. The company wasn’t as wealthy as Yellow Curl, but they had the recognition he needed. It was in affiliation with most popular business companies he never thought he would meet in his lifetime. The CEO of Stainless Steel was smarter than he anticipated. When he booked an appointment, the CEO suggested they send emails instead. This pissed Steven off.“They all know what you are capable of. I am not surprised they are more cautious now.” Rodriguez confessed. Steven stroked his beard in deep thought. Stainless Steel was tougher than he thought. There was nothing they had to incriminate them with. They did business selling steel. Steven couldn't think of any other strategy he could use, aside from a raid. He groaned and buried his face in his arm. He wasn’t ready for another bloodshed that week. He just completed one at the beginnin
His Legacy Not good
Vicky was wrong! Very wrong! He did notice. When she arrived at the guest house the next day, she was shocked to see the number of police vehicles parked before his home. Her heart leapt a bit, thinking something happened to Bonnie. She hurried into the house and felt relieved at Bonnie’s sight. Bonnie was happily playing in her stroller, playing some musical tones she danced to. At the sight of Vicky, she giggled and stretched her hand out for a hug. Vicky gave her a funny look and walked to pick her up. “Stay away from her,” Steven’s deep voice stopped behind her. Her body went cold with fear. She wasn’t sure why she got nervous, but something about the tone of his voice sounded threatening. She turned to her back and saw Steven standing behind her with six police officers who looked pissed. “Is she the one?” One of them asked. Steven nodded. “Yes, she is. You can go now.” He ordered them. They all nodded and left. “What’s happening? Why did you call the police?” She asked, con
His Legacy Death Door
They parked before Stainless Steel inspecting the workers that walked in and out of it. A white van followed them behind as their accomplice. Steven wasn’t even sure of the strength of his plan. The guards were tough, no doubt. But he wouldn’t call them impossible to beat. They were trained by the toughest soldiers he knew. Even the hair of their enemies stood at their sight. “Do you have any plans, Steven? We cannot just sit down here and watch.” Rodriguez asked, noticing the uneasy look on the other men’s faces. Steven took a deep breath. He could do it! He could freaking do it! “Go in there and kill everyone at sight except their biss!” He ordered. “Remember to plant the bombs because we can't leave anyone alive today. I don't care who else is in that building. As soon as you get the boss out and trap him in the van, blow up the place.” The men nodded in satisfaction, but Steven was not done yet. “Ensure your faces are covered. No one should see you through the CCTV cameras.”“
His Legacy Next Steps
Vicky hummed a song as she prepared Bonnie’s meal. She used the song to distract herself from Steven’s thoughts. But with time, she stopped singing and groaned. It was freaking 10pm in the evening. Why wasn’t he there yet? If it was her who came that late, he would have scolded her. She took the baby food she prepared for Bonnie and went to the sitting room where Bonnie played with her stroller toys. “Alright, my darling,” Vicky smiled, pecking her on the cheeks. “Time for your dinner.”Bonnie’s eyes stared at the plate and her tongue stuck out as she danced happily. Vicky laughed. “You and food, huh? Inseparable,” Vicky pulled her cheeks softly. “I love you, my baby girl.”She carefully gave her a spoon of baby food and offered her another. Vicky's eyes went to the door as her heart raced against her chest. She was tense and she could not tell why. She had a very bad feeling about something. An unexplainable strong gut feeling. But as usual, feelings like that were irrational. She
His Legacy The task
Vicky heard Steven race down the stairs as she closed the kitchen cabinets and refilled the salt shaker. She promptly peaked from the side of the door to see what was happening. To her shock, there was nothing much. It was just Steven saying something to himself and grabbing his coat. The temperature already dropped that morning. It was most likely freezing cold by then . Thank God for the house heater which saved them lots of trouble. She could tell he was still his pain as he limped to the door with his phone pressed to his ears. She leaned against the door with her hands to her chest. The previous night slid into her mind sharply. He was hurt. What makes him think it was smart to drive in that condition? She couldn’t let him go like that. At least for Bonnie's sake. She came out of her hiding area and cleared her throat, pretending to wipe her hand with her handkerchief.“What?” He asked, turning back to her. She stroked her arm softly. Their experience the previous night made h
His Legacy Tory
Vicky felt his touch send an electric shock through her. She hid her blush and took her hands sharply from his grip. “It’s fine,” she said, placing it in her pocket. He sat at the corner of the room, opening a bottle of water and she approached the girls. “Hey,” she drew a stool closer and sat before them. “How are you all coping?”“My name is Maria,” the mother figure among them said, drawing closer to Vicky. “I heard all that happened, Maria. It is fine, you can tell me anything. My name is Vicky. I work with Steven,” Vicky pointed at Steven, who gave them a wave. “He is a very good guy,” Maria smiled and the others agreed. “He wanted to risk his life for us. I have never seen anyone who would do that. It is very rare to find, I swear. All I find is a bunch of selfish humans. He ignored the whole inconvenience and fought hard for us.” Vicky wasn’t surprised. “Even though he doesn’t admit it, I know he is good inside,” she said.“Villains have their good moments,” Steven's voic