"Matt? You look worn out, what happened to you?" Nick who had been staring at Matt since he stepped into the house asked, his stares were scrutinizing Matt. And with his intent stares, he was quick to notice what was off about Matt. One would think the young man was chased by death himself.Nick's voice resonated in the quiet dining, grabbing everyone's attention as both Susan and Cara gave Matt a close look. Hearing Nick's question, Matt felt his soul would leave his body. He lifted his gaze to stare at Nick while he wondered why Nick suddenly had his full attention on him to the extent of noticing how he looked.Realizing that Cara and Susan were silently waiting for a response from him, Matt chuckled and a smile that didn't quite reach his eyes followed before saying, "Ahh...you see when I heard how desperately Cara had begged me on the phone to come over for dinner. I had to leave the important meeting I was having with my father to make sure I didn't miss this dinner. I ran as qu
"Is this blood on your shirt?" Cara who held a deep curious frown on her face asked Matt while still staring at his clothes. Matt whose eyes were closed as he was ready to sleep off snapped them open with a confused look. He first stared at Cara who stared back at him before looking down at his clothes, Matt cursed in his mind as he slowly closed his eyes. The blood stains on his shirt were because of what he did in that abandoned building where he buried his mother. He had used the spade to cut her head off which had caused blood to splash on him. Though he had not noticed it but when he was leaving that building after he had dropped that spade to cause a loud sound, he had grabbed a black jacket he found while leaving the small neighbourhood. And when it was time to go to bed, he had removed the jacket, leaving only his shirt which was stained. Deep down, Matt was thankful he hadn't removed the jacket when they were having dinner, he was sure Nick would have noticed the blood stai
That same night, inside a luxurious bar, people could be seen around drinking and having fun. The bar had a piece of loud music booming from the speaker and the people inside the bar danced to it.Amongst these people was Aamon Chorro seated on a VIP chair, three bodyguards stood beside him and seated before Chorro was Nelson who held onto the cup of alcohol in his hands. His small frame seared on that chair was constantly drawing people's attention towards him and that made sense because it wasn't every day a person would come to see someone as young as Nelson in this bar. It was mostly older men and women, especially the rich ones. And if you were to find anyone as young as him, they would be ladies."So to what do I owe this rendezvous?" Chorro asked as he dropped the glass of whiskey on the table after taking a sip.Nelson looked at Chorro while wondering if this man could be trusted. Earlier today when he saw the interaction between Liam and Chorro, although Liam had seemed to h
Nelson stared at Chorro for a good one minute before saying, "You'll get the highest control over Sterling Global Ventures."Chorro smiled broadly on hearing the young man's words. His statement did sound enticing and Chorro could tell he lacked proper knowledge or experience with things like this, using him without the young man even realizing it was super easy."Doesn't sound bad but I'd like for you to elaborate," Chorro said with a daunting smile, this was getting interesting for him and he liked where the conversation was going.Nelson who did not feel anything was odd looked at Chorro before saying, "What I mean is, although I would become the new CEO once Liam is removed, you will have at most eighty percent control over Sterling Global Ventures, even more than my uncle has. I don't even care, for as long as Liam is removed from the picture." Nelson explained with a determined frown on his eyebrows.Again, silence prevailed between them as Chorro said nothing in reply to the yo
The following morning, Liam who had no idea of what was brewing against him was already awake and was prepared to go to work. It was past seven and in a few minutes, it would clock eight. Looking at what the time said, Liam was sure Alexander had already left for work. These days the old man hardly bothered him.Liam had a different plan for this morning, instead of going to the company, he would go visit Mr Broda in his bar to apologize to the old man for leaving abruptly without informing him.And as usual, Liam wore a pair of suits, dark I'm colour. His shoes were also black and spotless. An expensive designer watch was on his wrist, of course, he didn't buy the watch, he just found it in his closet as Alexander had made sure everything was prepared for him.Like he always did, his hair was styled neatly to his satisfaction. Liam picked up his suitcase and stared at his reflection in the full-length mirror, it had become a daily norm for him to check himself before stepping out. Af
The moment Liam had stepped out of the mansion, Nelson who still stood by the door with his cup of coffee smiled wider. With a slurping sound, he took a long sip from his coffee that had now turned warm enough for a person to drink in one gulp, but Nelson wanted to savour his coffee instead. He then turned to face the maid who stood by the dining table with her hands folded before her. Looking at her, Nelson asked, "Did you put what I ordered you to put in his coffee?" He was referring to Liam's coffee. The maid whose gaze had been lowered lifted it to look at Nelson, she nodded and him and said, "Yes sir, I added it to Sir Liam's coffee." Her response had Nelson nod at her before looking away from her. There was happiness evident in Nelson's eyes. Everything was going according to plan. Now he could only hope that Liam would drink that coffee till the cup would become empty and then await the good news that would soon. Nelson then turned around and stepped into the dining room, he
Sitting relaxed in the car after redirecting the driver to Mr Broda's house, Liam let out a loud sigh as he thought about the chances of meeting Cara and her mother and even her boyfriend. He recalled the last encounter he had with them that involved the police, this made him wonder what their reactions would be if they saw him again like this. Of course, they would probably laugh and mock him and call him a fake. Not that he cared because he wasn't going there to impress them, to begin with. He wasn't worried about how they would treat him, he just didn't want to deal with their drama. Time felt a bit slow for Liam. His gaze however fell on the cup of coffee in his hands, for a moment he had forgotten about the existence of the coffee. He lifted his hand that held the coffee, ready to take a sip and hoping it was still as hot when his phone rang out loud. Liam flinched at how loud his phone was inside the quiet car, almost spilling his coffee. He hissed and dropped his hand down as
As early as seven in the morning, the Broda household was already busy with so many activities because the police had shown up to continue with their investigations. They took photos of the crime scene where the dried blood and broken lamp were still there as they had informed the family not to touch or go close to the crime scene. The police were also investigating the neighbours who came to share their condolences for the family and their loss. But the police officers realized something. Almost all the neighbours they questioned attested that Mr Broda had a visitor yesterday because they saw a luxurious car parked outside yesterday around the time when the crime took place. The atmosphere was gloomy and filled with sadness as the police went on with their job. Everyone was wide awake with Susan seated in the living room receiving visitors who came to visit the woman as word had spread around about the death of Mr Broda which came as a shock to everyone. Nick sat beside his mother