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IN BETWEEN TWO LIVES; THE BARON'S HEIR CHAPTER SIXTY NINE
Steffen Gonzalez, now isolated from his men, felt the cold metal of handcuffs biting into his wrists as law enforcement officers guided him away from the chaotic scene at Midnight Cove. The luxurious black jeeps idled ominously nearby, ready to transport the captured executive and orchestrator of the illicit operation.As Steffen was led away, the moonlit night gave way to the shadows cast by the surrounding cliffs, concealing the ominous destination that awaited him. The officers guided him towards a nondescript building nestled in the heart of darkness, its exterior betraying no signs of the secrets held within.The heavy door swung open with a creak, revealing a dimly lit corridor that seemed to absorb any traces of light. Steffen's senses heightened as he entered, the air thick with the scent of dampness and anticipation. The distant echoes of Midnight Cove's chaos faded away, replaced by an unsettling stillness.The officers navigated Steffen through the labyrinthine passages
IN BETWEEN TWO LIVES; THE BARON'S HEIR CHAPTER SEVENTY
Meanwhile, in the midst of Victor's intricate maneuvers, his mother, Mrs. Yvonne Steel, found herself ensnared in a web of worry. Unbeknownst to Victor, the financial strain stemming from her medical treatment had taken a toll on their household.As Victor delved into the intricacies of campus politics and corporate intrigue, Mrs. Yvonne sat alone in the dimly lit living room, her brow furrowed with concern. The weight of overdue house rent loomed over her like a shadow, aggravated by her excessive medical expenses.Unable to save enough money for the impending rent, Mrs. Yvonne felt the burden of responsibility pressing heavily on her shoulders. She had spent nearly all her savings, pouring funds into her medical care, leaving little room for any form of financial stability.Victor, immersed in the whirlwind of his own challenges, remained oblivious to his mother's silent struggles. Yet, as he wrapped up his phone call with Keegan, he sensed an unfamiliar heaviness in the air as
IN BETWEEN TWO LIVES; THE BARON'S HEIR CHAPTER SEVENTY ONE
After the tense encounter with Mr. Thompson, Mrs. Yvonne, determined to find a solution, hastily left the apartment to explore any possible avenues to borrow money. The evening air was heavy with worry as she navigated through the neighborhood, knocking on doors and making desperate inquiries.Hours later, Mrs. Yvonne returned home, wearied by her fruitless attempts to secure the funds needed to stave off eviction. Victor, anxiously awaiting her return, met her at the door with a hopeful expression. "Mom, did you manage to get the money?"Mrs. Yvonne's face, however, told a different story. Her eyes were red, and the weight of the impending crisis bore down on her shoulders. "No, Victor. I tried, but it seems there's nowhere to turn. We're in a dire situation, and I couldn't find anyone willing to help."Victor's heart sank as the reality of their predicament set in. "What are we going to do, Mom? We can't let them kick us out."Tears welled up in Mrs. Yvonne's eyes as she struggled
IN BETWEEN TWO LIVES; THE BARON'S HEIR CHAPTER SEVENTY TWO
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
IN BETWEEN TWO LIVES; THE BARON'S HEIR CHAPTER SEVENTY THREE
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
IN BETWEEN TWO LIVES; THE BARON'S HEIR CHAPTER SEVENTY FOUR
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
IN BETWEEN TWO LIVES; THE BARON'S HEIR CHAPTER SEVENTY FIVE
"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
IN BETWEEN TWO LIVES; THE BARON'S HEIR CHAPTER SEVENTY SIX
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
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