Victor's breath caught in his throat as Steffen entered the hospital waiting area with this elderly woman. The memories of that fateful night when Patricia had betrayed his tust by cheating on him and openly saying that their time together was all but a lie. As the memories flooded back, his face was contorted with hate and anger simmering beneath the surface.He watched Steffen, his tall frame and confident stride, as he escorted what presumably was his mother given the resemblance between them. The old woman seemed frail, and Victor's anger intensified at the thought that Steffen might have a hand in not just his personal troubles but also the financial disaster that befell the company.The suspicion fueled Victor's resentment. He recalled the heated arguments and confrontation in the boardroom, with Steffen taking sides with Mr Alejandro Martinez, who stood against the leadership of Victor's alter ego, Alexander Steel. The pieces of the puzzle seemed to connect in Victor's mind.
Victor had just woken up from sleep by his alarm. Seeing it was 5:00pm he rolled over his his plush and big bed which was the very opposite of the one he had in his first house.Mrs Yvonne was in the hospital for about five days, and as such Victor had been absent from school due to the fact that he was taking care of his motherHe had chosen to stay in his mansion after confirming the state of his mother's health. He had stayed in the hospital until she was back to her normal sweet but nagging self. Victor had also left because she had urged him to go back to school and continue with his studies.As Victor settled back into his bed after stretching and letting out a loud yawn, the memories of the hospital waiting area and Steffen's presence lingered in his mind like a persistent echo. Intrigued by the mysteries surrounding Steffen and fueled by the desire for answers, Victor decided it was time to take action.He reached for his phone and dialed Dr. Pius's number. The familiar voic
Victor's interest piqued further. As the car slowed down, he continued to watch Rachel, admiring not only her beauty but also the determination with which she engaged with her potential voters.A realization dawned upon Victor as he observed Rachel's campaign efforts. The initial lustful gaze transformed into a mixture of admiration and intrigue. "This Rachel, what department is she?""She belongs to the department of mass communications."Victor then looked arkwardly at Micheal. "Why does she want to run for director of socials when she is studying to become a journalist?" He asked. "I don't see the fit.""I think you should ask her that. I only know a little about her." Said Michael."I would like to drop.""Why?""Nothing. I want to walk."Michael looked at Victor in askance, wondering his reason for such admission. "Dude we are not even inside the school yet and you want to drop? Remember the venue for your class is about twenty minutes walk from here.""Michael. I guess I am usin
Victor dialed Jose's number, his fingers tapping the screen in anticipation. After a few rings, Jose answered."Hello?""Hey, Jose. It's Victor.""Victor! Good morning sir?" Jose sounded submissive."I was wondering if you're on campus today.""Yes sir, I'm around. Why?""I need to talk to you about something. Can we meet?""Sure sir, what's it about?""It's a bit sensitive. Can we discuss it in person?""Alright. Where do you want to meet?""Is your class starting soon?""Yeah, in about twenty minutes.""Perfect. Can we meet behind the e-library by 10:40?""Sure, Victor. I'll be there. Anything else?""No, that's it. Thanks, Jose.""Alright sir, see you then."Immediately after his call with Jose, Victor continued his walk towards his lecture venue.However it wasn't long before his phone rang. As he glanced at his phone, Mrs. Martina Felipe's name lit up on the screen. He hastily answered."Hello.""Hello Alexander Steel, it's Martina Felipe.""Hello, Mrs. Felipe. What's going on?""
Victor looked confused, and he took out his phone so he could put a call across to Keegan in case anything ugly unfolds.He was proven wrong, when he saw Jose's macho men wait behind after he had said some few words to them. Both guys nodded and with that done, Jose began to make strides towards Victor.Victor took a deep breath. "I swear to God you are so lucky Jose, today might surely have been your last." Victor whispered to himself.Jose was now close to Victor and Victor chose to start off with a greeting. "Hello Jose…"Jose hurriedly gripped Victor's arm and dragged him rudely to a solitary place somewhere at the corners of the electronic library."Jose! What are you doing?" Victor asked, with his face displaying elements of surprise and uncertainty. "Let me go!"Jose was silent and kept on dragging Victor until they had reached the solitary corner of the library where Jose left him."What was that for?" Victor asked angrily."Nothing. Except that it was to keep people from sus
Two days later, Victor sat at the roadside and anxiously dialed Dr. Pius's number, waiting for the call to connect. Today was the set date to go to Mr Steffen's house to go see his mother."Hello, Dr. Pius? It's Victor Mel Santos, how are you doing?""You mean Victor Williams?" Victor could hear Dr Pius chuckle at the background. "I am fine young master.""Yeah whatever you wish to call me it is fine." Victor smiled. "However I hope you are on your way to pick me up? Today is the day you are supposed to examine Mr Steffen's mother.""Of course I am on my way, how could I forget young master.""That's great. Did Steffen sponsor your flight?" Victor asked."Yeah he did. He was however reluctant to do so.""Oh. That was because I told him that you were in the state. I am sorry Doctor.""No no, no need to apologize young master everything is good, however I've adjusted my schedule. Just provide me with the details concerning this appointment.""Great. The appointment will be at 11 AM. How
"Hello, who is this?" Victor asked as he moved to a quiet corner just outside Steffen's mother's room."Hello Victor, it is Rafaela Kepas aka Raffy sugar.""Oh Raffy sugar what's up?""I am fine." Raffy sugar replied."Hope you are ready for this?""Of course I am ready for this. I am fully dressed and what remains now is for you to give to me the goddamn address." She replied casually."Okay yes. The address where Mr Steffen's duplex is located at Carrera De La Vigo, and few minutes drive from Carrera de las Estrellas. It is the only duplex there and it sure would not be much of a problem finding the house." Victor said as he glanced around to check if there were any security cameras."Okay. I will be there as soon as I can." Said Raffy sugar with a pop of bubblegum overhead at the background.Victor then hanged up the call, before walking straight back to Steffen mother's room. By that time, Dr Pius was done with administering curative and rehabilitative measures which included dru
Mrs Gonzalez had left all four of them at the dining table. She said she had her fill and needed some privacy.Before she left, she thanked Dr Pius once again for attending to her and she promised to adopt the curative measures he had prescribed.Steffen stared at Rafaela once more, and his eyes ran down to her bossoms. He had tried to control himself with regards to his lust, but that seemed like a herculean task.This proved Victor right when he believed that Steffen would not be able to resist the lady he had brought.He started feeling the vibe of his cousin Micheal, and he began to understand the importance of including beautiful an sexy women in dire situations like this."When did you graduate from college Rafaela?""Me? Okay sir I graduated about five years ago and since then, I have been trying to find favour in the labour market." She said with a tender voice."What did you study?" "Economics sir." "Hmmm that's a nice one." Steffen wanted to ask of her grade point average
Their faces were contorted into shapes that depicted disappointment, disapproval, annoyance and disdain.Victor never new any of these guys, apart from some of them that belonged to Rachel's campaign team, but for the ones he knew nothing about, how the hell did they know him?If these people had known him as the college pauper, that would be a complete destruction of his persona there at The Marquez Piso university.Or had he already gone rock bottom in the social circle?As the room fell into a sudden silence, a snarky voice emerged from the crowd, "Rachel, is this your idea of a charity event? Bringing the famous college pauper to your birthday party?"Laughter erupted, and more voices joined in, mocking Victor's presence. "I didn't know we were hosting a charity case tonight!""Maybe he applied to be the mascot so he could earn a few quid for the days meal."Another wave of laughter rippled amongst the crowd.Rachel, visibly uncomfortable, stepped forward, "Hey, that's not fair. V
On a Thursday evening, Victor on an sat on an iron bench there at the junction awaiting Rachel who was going to pick him up for her birthday party.While sitting all solitary and alone, he couldn't help but marvel about the possibility of Alejandro Martinez being able to know about the residence of his alter ego Alexander Steel.Apart from that, he was surprised at the fact that Alejandro Martinez was ready to make this a do or die affair to an extent that the old man had sent some hitmen to take him down.Was he supposed to be surprised? Mr Alejandro had already declared war on his leadership of De Jarrod's'Cereals.Mr Alejandro had done a lot to undermine his leadership, from creating a rebellious faction, orchestrating the bombing of his supply trucks, the violent protests of his workers and now the plan to exterminate Alexander Steel?Victor believed that he had been doing his best to have the upper hand in this co-operate battle but he began to feel guilty of the fact that he had
Victor was at home playing some video games, however with time he became bored and he decided to call Rachel, at least to congratulate her for her successful performance during the pre electoral debate.He dialled her number and immediately she picked it up."Hello Rachel.""Hello who is this?""It is Victor. Victor Mel Santos Clara. The dark handsome guy with dreadlocks.""Oh Victor how are you?""I am fine. I hope everything is going well for you as well?""Everything is fine.""Uh I called just to congratulate you for your performance in the pre electoral debate and the successful presentation of your agenda. I must tell you, it was fire.""Thanks Victor, I am honored.""I also heard about the demonstration.""Yes, according to what I heard, Patricia said something provocative in German and it caused the demonstration.""I was happy that happened. At least now I believe you have a big chance to clinch that position of the director of socials."Rachel just laughed. "We would see how
Patricia looked surprised. "What is going on?" She asked. "What is going on?" She asked once again turning to some members of her campaign team.One of them rushed to the podium, he was a German that went by the name Franz. He leaned to her ear. "I am sorry ma'am but what you just said is a very awful speech.""What!" Patricia was taken aback."You just delivered a derogatory speech in German. Let me look at it." Franz picked up the piece of paper from her hand and glanced at it."Oh my God. It's really bad.""What does it say?" Patricia was shivering."Trust me you don't want to hear it." Franz shook his head."So what do we do now?" "We need to move out of here, and fast."As Patricia and her campaign team hastily exited the venue, whispers spread among the audience. Confused murmurs turned into exclamations as people began to grasp the unintended nature of Patricia's speech. The air crackled with tension, and a wave of disgruntled murmurs swept through the room."This young lad
Patricia strode into the Dr Cassandra Rojo Pavilion, the most prestigious pavilion center of the university which was to serve as the venue for the debate.She exuded confidence in a tailored navy blue pantsuit that perfectly complemented her assertive persona. The crisp white blouse underneath, coupled with a meticulously knotted silk scarf, which added a touch of sophistication. Her professional attire, combined with polished black heels, reflected both competence and style, setting the tone for a poised and impactful performance in the students union government elections debate.The Dr. Cassandra Rojo Pavilion buzzed with anticipation as students filled the grand hall, their chatter creating a hum that echoed against the high ceilings. The scent of excitement mingled with the crisp air, and the ambiance hinted at the significance of the upcoming debate.The stage was adorned with the university's emblem, and a large banner displayed the words "Students Union Government Elections
"So young misus, you wanted to speak to the players, the floor is yours."Patricia smiled excitedly. She immediately waved her hand at the players. "Hi and hello boys, as the coach has said I am…""We know who you are just get on with whatever blah blah blah you want to say to us, we have got some warm up to do." Victor said dismissively with scorn written all over his face.However before Patricia could defend herself Anton Fagner chimmed in. "Hey young fela, slow down, that ain't no way to speak to a lady alright, be cool."Immediately Victor contorted his lips and regretted it afterwards, not for cutting Patricia short, but for the fact that a star player like Anton Fagner perceived that he displayed bad attitude.Victor nodded his head but didn't give any form of apology. His face was blue as he felt a ting of embarrassment."Okay." Patricia let out a sigh "I know this is my first time here in here before your game but in order for you players to dispell the idea or thought that m
Victor and Michael were riding on their Lamborghini en route to the college stadium. Michael was on the wheels as always and Victor was narrating his victory at midnight cove."You should have seen Steffen's defeated eyes that begged for mercy while he was on his knees. Huh." He paused. "He surely must have been thinking about the long jail term he was going to be slammed with by the government after he was caught red handed.""Serves him right." Muttered Michael. "What about the marijuana and the cocaine his men were trying to load on their trucks?""Oh that shit? It's worth millions of dollars.""What did you do with them?" Michael asked."I made sure they were burnt right before his eyes, it was a perfect way to salvage my victory against that bloody rebel.""You know he is more than just a rebel?""What? What else is he?" Victor furrowed his eyebrows."He snatched your girlfriend Patricia from you.""Hey Michael, please do not go there." Victor frowned with resentment etched upon
Victor began with a chuckle upon sighting the pathetic state of his former landlord."Come on Victor, what is going on, why am I bundled like a captive?" He was scared and that was very evident."You want to know why you are bundled like this?" He paused while looking straight at Mr Thompson's eyes. He walked round him and his gait was slow and relaxed."Let's just say I couldn't get over the acute embarassment you showered on me and my mother just because we were not able to pay your rent on time.""Come on Victor, you know how people are nowadays, if you are not tough with them, they would take you for granted. Please I didn't mean no harm." He pleaded."Oh what a speech. Okay tell me, how many times has my mother failed to comply with you by paying our rent? How many times have we disrespected you or taken you for granted? If I could remember vividly you issued threats to evict us forcefully out of your house, you even threatened to slap me for trying to reason with you.""No Victo
Victor had tried to let the memories of Mr Thompson's harsh and cruel confrontation to slide under the carpet, but the fact that he had threatened to slap him for trying to calm him down and explain their predicament made him infuriated at each thought as they replayed in his mind time and time again.What would have happened if I was not rich? What would people have said if I didn't have the means to arrest the tumultuous situation? What would have been the mental state of my mother if our belongings were thrown out? How would she have been able to cope with the overly unbearable cold outside?These were questions that flooded his mind. This however made him come to the conclusion that Mr Thompson was a hardened devil, not only that, he was determined to humble him by breaking him and if it was going to bring into nothingness his arrogance and stoney heart, Victor considered it a worthy effort.Now Mr Thompson was a regular customer at a beer parlour just down the street a stone thro