Justin knew just what was going on and so did not wish to keep them waiting any more than they had. He brought out his phone and gave the men a sullen look."Just so you know, once again I wish to say that I find all of this utterly annoying. I am just putting up with it because I still have sympathy in my heart." "Shut up and do it." Detective Luke scoffed at Justin's speech. He was on his feet. His hand was placed on a wall supporting himself from falling down on the count of his still shaky legs. "If you truly believed in your own words, none of this would be an issue." "Okay." Justin dialled a number and it got picked immediately. The detective and the other men listened attentively to the phone call."Hello," Justin greeted. His tone of voice had become thicker and more robust sounding as he called. "I need you to do something for me. You must know Meeky Evans. He collected something from a certain client of mine and I would really like that he gives it back. Thank you for you
In front of Bruce's office, a white Mercedes came parking by. Out of it came a thin woman with very dark hair that she made into a bun at the middle of her head. She had a sad pale look, but from the way she walked, one could easily tell that her movements were guided by money, and her eyes, ambitious as as it could be, seemed to scream the same things. Elegance. Money. Power. This was Leanne. Hopeful Leanne. She had her complete faith in Bruce. He had promised her actually, heaven and earth, of linking her up in ways to get her boutique back. And that exactly was what she was there for.Bruce was in the office expecting her. In his mind he would have thoughts come and go that he did not want to entertain. The same thoughts of the new unknown heir to the Drogonuv's empire and how it would affect him. Suddenly a knock came shaking him out of his head."Come in," he said, and Leanne stepped in, one foot at a time."Good afternoon, Mr. Bruce," she said in a manner that appeared to be i
Despite the fears of the uncertain still swirling up within her, Leanne felt much more relieved knowing that Bruce had connections that could get back her business for her. Bruce himself did not relent in his trials to make her feel comfortable. He was, himself, proud that he was able to get a seat in the Drogonuv's empire. How powerful, how lucky could he be, he said conceitedly to himself in his thoughts."Alright, shall we? If you are not so weak in your legs anymore. This should be a good time to move on to the Drogonuv's headquarters." Bruce stood up, leading the way to the doors in a gentlemanly manner."You are such a resourceful man," Leanne said, grinning from ear to ear. "Lilly must be a lucky girl to have you in her arms anytime she so desires. What a lucky woman she is. Any woman must be lucky to have you. I am jealous."This statement caused even more for Bruce to feel swollen in his head. He felt like he was in cloud nine to be praised by Leanne, who was generally mos
Lilly looked outside a window of their house. Her eyes were desperately searching for something. She bit her lips and held tightly to her phone. Her eyes were troubled."Where could you be?" She sighed hopelessly. "Don't you think you need to chill?" Diana said, from a corner where she sat down with her head pressed backwards on to the arm of a couch. She was playing with her phone, not bothered enough by her sister to turn her head towards her direction."What do you mean by that?" Lilly asked, shocked and perhaps even buzzing with rage for her sister to have said those words to her in as inconsiderate a manner as that. "I have been calling him for two days and his phone has been off for most of the time. And you think that I need to chill?"Diana got up and sat in a straight forward manner. "Well, I am only telling you that you need to chill. And you might be worrying too much. Who knows? He might really actually be somewhere having the time of his life. Or drowned in work.""Why y
"Hip hip hurrah for Dad," Diana cheered and the rest followed, including Meeky Evans."Goodluck, Dad," Lilly added.Right then, Mrs. Tucson stepped outside as well. She seemed to had overheard the conversation going on outside, and wanted to come join her husband off to where he was heading to. Immediately her eyes fell across Meeky Evans whom she remembered had said something about having connections at the inside of the Drogonuv empire."Meeky," she began in a considerably high-pitched tone of voice. "You told us you had some connections at Drogonuv, right?"Meeky immediately froze up, even with Diana all over him at that point. "Well, yes I did say that. Yes. My father is one of them. He has a lot of connections in Drogonuv's empire." Meeky was uncertain about her motives for the question, but he answered regardless."Then, please... Why have you not talked to him about this?" She asked, her tone of voice was not the only thing begging. Her eyes did the same. "Please, before I and
Meeky did not feel particularly good about letting the Tucson's down. In his mind, he had infact made himself look smaller in their eyes. But irrespective of everything Meeky stood for, he still couldn't afford them seeing him that way. He had to do something. Before Mr and Mrs. Tucson could leave, he made sure to laugh in a very hearty manner, drawing their attention towards him. Being the usual con artist that he was, he said, "Don't worry, I was just joking. My father has cleared the way for you. You can now go to the Drogonuv's headquarters."The Tucson's all had big grins on their faces. "You almost had me, boy." Mr. Tucson laughed. "Why do you have to be this much of a trickster? You almost gave me a heart attack, but now look at me laughing. You really are a funny bone, this one."Diana hugged Meeky even more, as if trying as much as possible to get into the same clothes as him. "I told you all that he could be reliable, see? This is why I love you so much, Meeky.""And I lov
Justin could not imagine just how oblivious of the truth they were. And how they were so blinded by their hatred and prejudice for him that they could not help but think that he had to have snuck inside the headquarters to actually be there. This was how much they believed that he was really nothing but a rat. A poor street rat that had once been picked out of the streets by their daughter."Hmph." He smirked, ignoring their taunts and walking away towards the elevator. He was just a few steps away from going into the elevator when he felt himself being pulled back. He was immediately struck shocked.He could immediately smell the fragrance of a very fancy perfume perforate all over his body. He turned back and saw that it was none other than the old couple pulling him from going, all their hands on deck."Hey! What is this?" He said in what one could only but say to be a deep feeling of annoyance. He could have clobbered them immediately, but with a raise from his hand, he immediatel
Justin took a long breath as he stared down at them shortly. Both their eyes stared back at him with the most anger, yet determined face ever. He groaned softly, feeling almost frustrated. He then wiggled quickly, trying to shake them off. But they still held him tightly."Wow! For an old couple, you sure have really good grip." He said under his breath, looking away from their faces."What did you say?" Mrs Tucson pitched in, her voice reeking with annoyance. She had seen his lips move, but wasn't able to hear not even a word that he said. Whether it was due to their age, or that his voice was truly inaudible, Justin didn't know. But it sure made him want to laugh, yet he held back. The struggles of holding back laughter was drawn all over his face and it only got his ex in-laws extremely angry. "What is so funny, you creep?" She asked again, her voice was shaking like she was about to cry."Are you laughing at us?" Mr Tucson eyebrows furrowed as he too, met the look on Justin's face