General Stormbreaker turned back to Jane and said, "He plays the guitar well."Just then, a young boy walked up to Romeo, standing at attention. Romeo chuckled and said, "Hey, my good young friend, how are you?""I am good, sir," the boy answered with innocence.Before Romeo could respond further, the boy leaned close and whispered something in his ear. Romeo’s eyes widened in shock, but he quickly composed himself and smiled, "Very well, young man."The boy then pointed at Joseph Schultz. Romeo looked at Joseph Schultz who was standing a distance away from where he was sitting and nodded curtly. It didn't take long before the young boy left the place where Romeo was.General Stormbreaker had been provided with a very vital information.Jane Davidson, upon noticing the exchange, asked, "So, what do you think about your drink? Hope it suits your taste?""Oh this?" Romeo pointed at the wine. "Of course I will take it." Romeo took a generous sip from the glass, savoring the rich, velvet
A sleek limousine glided smoothly through the streets, and its tinted windows obscured the view inside. Jane Davidson leaned back in her seat, a satisfied grin spread across her face as the Davidson family mansion came into view. The grand structure, with its towering pillars and opulent design, seemed to welcome her with open arms.As the vehicle came to a stop in the courtyard, Jane wasted no time. She practically flew out of the car, and her heels clicked decisively against the marble as she hurried towards the entrance. Her pulse quickened with each step, and the anticipation of a successful scheme fueled her urgency.Bursting through the front door, Jane called out, "Mother! Mother!"Jane found a maid and asked. "Hey, you, were is my mother?"A maid, who was busy with her tasks, looked up with a hint of confusion. "Mistress Jane, your mother, Mrs. Davidson, is in her chambers."Jane's eyes widened with urgency. "Thank you!" She darted towards the grand staircase, taking the st
General Stormbreaker awoke in his opulent bedroom at a time when the sunlight filtered softly through the heavy curtains. He felt disoriented, a lingering drowsiness clinging to him. With a groan, he pushed himself upright, rubbing his eyes and stretching out the stiffness from his limbs. The rich fabric of his sheets felt foreign, and he struggled to shake off the foggy haze clouding his mind.Once he had gathered his bearings, he shuffled into the adjacent kitchen. With practiced ease, he brewed a fresh pot of coffee, whose rich aroma filled the air and momentarily dispelling the remnants of his disorientation. He poured the steaming liquid into a fine glass tea cup, and the warmth of the coffee was comforting against his cold hands.As he carried the cup into his living room, he paused briefly to glance around, noting the grandeur of his surroundings. He sank into a plush armchair and picked up his phone from a side table, dialing a number with a sense of urgency. The screen
"Hello, Your Majesty," Lieutenant General Thompson greeted, with a respectful and attentive tone."Have you seen the news?" Romeo's voice was taut with urgency."No, Your Majesty, I haven't seen the news. Is there a problem?" Thompson’s voice held a note of confusion."Since you say you haven't seen the news, why not stream it live on your phone, or TV, anywhere the national news is being displayed and get back to me, okay?" Romeo’s frustration was very evident."Yes, Your Majesty," Thompson responded promptly.As Romeo ended the call, his face contorted with disgust and fury. His eyes, usually calm and composed, now blazed with a turbulent mix of anger and confusion. The shattered tea cup on the floor seemed symbolic of his shattered trust and the dire situation he found himself in. He paced back and forth, his movements were sharp and erratic, as if trying to outrun the betrayal that seemed to loom over him. His mind raced—Was he dreaming? Could this be a cruel joke? The stark re
Senior Randolph Strauss leaned forward, looking at Romeo with a mix of frustration and disappointment. "Why did you make this decision, Your Majesty?" he asked, clearly upset and trying to understand what could have led to this.Romeo, who was feeling the weight of the accusation, put his hands over his face, pressing his fingers into his temples. His voice was muffled and full of regret. "I didn't do this on purpose, Sir Randolph."Strauss shook his head slowly. "How can I believe that, Your Majesty?"Romeo kept his eyes on the floor, his voice was breaking as he tried to explain. "I don’t know how to explain it. I went to Mrs. Davidson's fundraiser event a few days ago, but now I see that I made a huge mistake."Strauss sighed heavily, with the sound filling the tense room. "Do you understand what this means?" he asked, sounding tired and resigned.Romeo was silent, feeling the full impact of his mistake.Strauss’s expression turned serious. "You just gave control of the city to so
Mrs. Davidson sat comfortably in her fancy office, which had big windows and stylish furniture. She was chatting with Gregory Dressë, one of her board members, about her recent success."Hello Gregory.""Hello Mrs Davidson, how are you?""I am fine.""I know you may be wondering about my absence at company meetings but since the last two weeks, I have been out of the country.""Oh yes, I noticed that.""By the way Mrs Davidson, you surely have made some significant rise in your business. I mean you have made a whooping eighty million dollars in just a few weeks."Yes Mr Gregory, it seems like this year is my year." Mrs Davidson smiled as she said so."What is the secret Mrs Davidson?" Gregory sounded curious."Why do you want to know?""Come on Mrs Davidson, I have been away for a while now, besides I am a member of your board and as such I am entitled to any information about the group, be it good or bad.""Hmmm!" Mrs Davidson sighed. “Okay Gregory,” Mrs. Davidson said, with eyes th
In a few hours, Mrs. Davidson stepped out of her sleek, black G-Wagon with glossy surface shimmering under the afternoon sun. She was flanked by Joseph Schultz, and a team of serious-looking bodyguards who kept a watchful eye on their surroundings. Mrs. Davidson's sharp business attire and confident stride made it clear she was a woman with a purpose as always.As they approached the imposing Myfav Cereals headquarters, Mrs. Davidson's heels clicked rhythmically on the marble floor of the grand entrance. The building was impressive, with its glass façade reflecting the city's skyline. She moved with an air of authority and elegance, coupled with the fact that her expression was focused and determined.Once inside, Mrs. Davidson was greeted by the reception staff, who led her directly to Anna Hickey’s office. The appointment had been arranged swiftly, and she was shown into a tastefully decorated office that spoke of success and luxury.Anna Hickey stood to welcome her guest. They
Anna Hickey’s eyes widened, and her voice took on a sharp edge. “Mrs. Davidson, this is absolutely unreasonable! The Malman Investment Group is a huge cornerstone of our success. They have provided critical funding, and their support has been integral to our growth. It’s impossible for any business to simply dismiss such a significant investment!”Mrs. Davidson’s gaze remained unwavering. “Come on, Anna Hickey, I know it sounds crazy, but trust me, it is a decision that is for good.”Anna’s frustration was palpable. “Why are you even requesting this of me? It feels like you have some ulterior motives behind this.”Mrs. Davidson leaned forward slightly. Her tone softened but it maintained a persuasive quality. “Anna, something cannot be said right now, but I do so not out of selfishness but out of love.”Anna Hickey's frustration reached its peak as she stared at Mrs. Davidson with a look of utter disbelief. She spoke with a tone that dripped with disdain, barely concealing her irrita