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IN BETWEEN TWO LIVES; THE BARON'S HEIR CHAPTER SIXTY FIVE
Mrs. Sandra Fernandez leaned forward, her eyes narrowed with contemplation. "Alexander, it's unusual for such a drastic demand to arise spontaneously. The timing is suspicious, and considering the resentment expressed by some board members during your first day in office, your suspicion about Alejandro's involvement might not be far-fetched."Michael, with a stern expression, chimed in, "I've been with your uncle for years, and I've never seen such unrest within the workforce. It's clear that someone is manipulating the situation. The question is, why now?"Mr. Rafael Santiago, the chief sales officer, nodded in agreement. "I've been interacting with the sales team. This demand doesn't align with their usual concerns. It feels orchestrated, and if Alejandro is behind this, we need to be prepared for more than just protests."Mrs. Isabella Rodriguez, always composed, added, "The boardroom tension during the CEO anouncement really expressed their dissent. If Alejandro and his faction ar
IN BETWEEN TWO LIVES; THE BARON'S HEIR CHAPTER SIXTY SIX
The representatives, Mario Lopez (Production Supervisor), Carlos Ramirez (Quality Control Lead), Ana Gutierrez (Logistics Coordinator), Juan Torres (Maintenance Manager), and Leandro Martinez (IT Specialist), walked into the boardroom where Alexander Steel, Michael, and the executives were seated. Alexander gestured for them to take a seat, a gesture that carried a mix of formality and curiosity."Welcome, please have a seat," Alexander Steel said, motioning toward the chairs arranged around the table. The representatives took their seats, with their expressions wearing a mix of determination and apprehension.Alexander Steel leaning forward, addressed them directly. "I appreciate your willingness to come forward and discuss your concerns. However, I'm genuinely curious why such a significant demand for a quadruple increase in salaries has arisen seemingly out of nowhere. Can you shed some light on this?"Mr Mario Lopez, a bald chubby manwho was the Production Supervisor, spoke on b
IN BETWEEN TWO LIVES; THE BARON'S HEIR CHAPTER SIXTY SEVEN
Victor, now seated in the comfort of his room there at his mother's house, couldn't escape the weight of the turmoil that loomed over De Jarrod Cereals. The unsettling atmosphere in the boardroom had replayed in his mind like a relentless loop. His fingers tapped anxiously on his lap, a telltale sign of the storm brewing within him.As he contemplated the impending strike, Victor's thoughts gravitated towards the orchestrated chaos, and a growing suspicion clawed at him. Alejandro Martinez's disdain for his leadership was evident, and Victor couldn't shake the feeling that the rebellious chairman had a hand in orchestrating the workforce's demands and the looming strike.A sense of frustration and helplessness enveloped Victor as he envisioned the potential damage that the strike could inflict on the company. The delicate balance between acknowledging the workforce's contributions and ensuring the financial stability of De Jarrod Cereals seemed to be slipping away.The echoes of M
IN BETWEEN TWO LIVES; THE BARON'S HEIR CHAPTER SIXTY EIGHT
The darkened shores of Halcon Bay lay still under the moonlit sky, a clandestine meeting ground for illicit activities that were about to unfold. The rhythmic hum of the ship's engines echoed in the night as it stealthily approached the designated point of rendezvous. This operation had been meticulously planned, and every participant knew their role.As the clock struck 9 o'clock, the ship gently glided to a halt, concealed by the shadows cast by the towering cliffs surrounding Halcon Bay. Onboard, men dressed in black, faces obscured by masks, exchanged silent nods – the signal that the covert operation was about to unfold.The creaking sound of the ship's anchor dropping into the water echoed through the quiet night. The stillness was broken only by the lapping of gentle waves against the hull, a deceptive calm before the storm of illegal activity.As the ship settled into position, concealed compartments were opened, revealing hidden stashes of cocaine and marijuana meticulous
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
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CHAPTER EIGHTY
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
- IN BETWEEN TWO LIVES; THE BARON'S HEIR
CHAPTER SEVENTY NINE
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
- IN BETWEEN TWO LIVES; THE BARON'S HEIR
CHAPTER SEVENTY EIGHT
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
- IN BETWEEN TWO LIVES; THE BARON'S HEIR
CHAPTER SEVENTY SEVEN
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
- 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
- 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 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 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 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
