Early the next morning, Romeo was jogging through the streets, with his worn-out shirt clinging to his back and his old shorts hanging loosely around his waist. He had been posing as a street urchin, blending in with the crowd as part of his usual plan of knowing the inside things of the state of affairs. His feet moved in a steady rhythm, and his mind was lost in thought.Suddenly, he heard a faint buzzing in his ear. His earpiece was vibrating, signaling an incoming call.He slowed his pace, taking a quick glance around before bringing his hand up to his ear. "Hello, who’s this?" he asked, with a steady voice."Romeo, it’s me, Linda," came the soft voice on the other end.He frowned slightly. "Hey, Linda. What’s up? How are you?"There was a brief silence, and then he heard her sob. "Romeo, I’m not fine. Nothing is fine," she said, her voice was breaking as she began to cry.Romeo’s concern deepened. "Come on, Linda, what’s wrong? Why are you crying? Tell me."Through her tears, L
About an hour later, Romeo, still in his worn-out shirt and old shorts, walked toward the Baines Company headquarters. His sneakers scuffed against the pavement as he moved with purpose, with his eyes scanning the area. Sergeant Hans had told him that Andrew would be arriving soon with his entourage at the family company headquarters. Romeo leaned casually against a nearby wall, watching the busy entrance. He tried to look like he was just another person on the street, blending in as he always did when he needed to.Twenty minutes passed, and finally, three sleek, black cars pulled up in front of the building. The doors opened, and several well-dressed men stepped out, surrounding Andrew Baines as he emerged from the middle car. Andrew was wearing a crisp suit, his hair neatly styled, looking every bit the wealthy businessman he was.Romeo pushed off the wall, entered the company gate and started walking toward him, his eyes locked on Andrew. He moved calmly but with an intensity
At around six in the evening, Andrew Baines walked out of the company building with his men. He looked confident, just like he always did, surrounded by his guards. The same sleek, black cars from earlier were waiting for him.Andrew got into the middle car, and his men quickly entered the other vehicles around him. The cars started moving, leaving the company premises. They drove smoothly through the city with the usual authority and acute awareness of their surrounding.As they approached a junction, a big truck suddenly drove in front of them, blocking the road causing the sleek black cars to come to an abrupt stop. Andrew, who was sitting in the middle car, was confused. “What the hell is this?” he muttered, looking around.Before anyone in his entourage could react, a second vehicle rammed into Andrew's car from the side. The impact was heavy, but before Andrew could understand what was happening, the car that hit them reversed and backed away.Suddenly, several masked men in
A few days later, the law court was filled with people as everyone waited for the final judgment on Andrew Baines’ and Linda Davidson's divorce case. Andrew sat nervously in his seat, knowing that the ruling could change everything for him. His lawyers stood beside him, trying to keep a confident face, but they were just as worried.On the other side of the courtroom, Linda Davidson sat quietly with her lawyer. Her mother, Mrs. Davidson, was next to her, looking excited as if she knew what was coming. Some well-wishers sat nearby, whispering among themselves.The judge, a serious-looking man with gray hair, entered the courtroom. The room fell silent as everyone stood up, showing respect. After a moment, the judge sat down and began to speak.“Today, the court will give its ruling on the case between Andrew Baines and Linda Davidson. After reviewing all the evidence, this court finds that Andrew Baines made serious threats to Linda Davidson’s life. The exhibit presented by her
The next day, Andrew Baines sat in his room, unable to sleep after the events of the courtroom. His eyes were red from crying all night. He couldn't stop thinking about how everything had fallen apart. His mind kept going back to one thing: the Davidsons.He cursed the day he ever met Linda and her mother. He began to see them as nothing more than gold diggers—people who had used him for his money. "How could I have been so blind?" he muttered to himself.He cried again, harder this time. His body shook as the tears flowed. His thoughts were filled with regret. He blamed himself for everything, for trusting the wrong people, for letting them into his life. He felt like a fool.While he was still crying, Andrew suddenly heard the sound of vehicles moving into his large compound. Startled, he wiped his tears and walked to the window to see what was happening.Through the curtains, he saw something that made his heart race. Seven large military G-Wagon vehicles had pulled into his dri
"You see, Andrew, your little downfall—the courtroom, the divorce, the scandal—it wasn’t just fate dealing you a bad hand." He paused, letting his words hang ominously in the air. "It was me."Andrew's breath caught in his throat. His thoughts spun wildly."You… you are not serious, are you?" Andrew stammered, his voice was trembling.General Stormbreaker’s face darkened, and without a word, he swung his hand. The back of it cracked against Andrew’s face, sending a sharp, hot pain through his jaw. Andrew gasped as one of his teeth flew from his mouth, clattering onto the floor."Do you think I came all the way down here to lie to your stupid ass?" General Stormbreaker growled.Andrew’s whole body shook. He no longer had any doubts. The general was serious. He remembered everything—the chaos at his father’s birthday party three years ago, his own humiliating arrest, and now, the court ruling that had taken sixty-five percent of his assets and given them to his ex-wife, Linda.Stormb
Three days after the court ruling, Mrs. Davidson organized a big family party at the Davidson mansion to celebrate her daughter Linda's victory. The mansion was full of excitement and laughter. Family members, friends, and well-wishers filled the large, brightly lit rooms, chatting and drinking. The air smelled of rich food, and the tables were set with fine plates and glasses.People were congratulating Linda, hugging her and shaking her hand, but Linda didn’t seem happy. She stayed in one corner, watching everyone. Her father, Mr. Davidson, also looked distant. He sat quietly at the side of the room, sipping his drink, and avoiding the noise.Mrs. Davidson, however, was the star of the evening. She was laughing, greeting guests, and enjoying every moment. Halfway through the party, she stood in the middle of the room, clapping her hands to get everyone’s attention. The room fell silent as all eyes turned to her.“I want to say a few words,” Mrs. Davidson announced with a proud s
Romeo reached Linda and greeted her. "Hey Linda, how are you?"Linda was still trembling. "Have you seen the news?" she asked."What news?" Romeo asked, as his eyebrows were raised."About Andrew…he…he committed suicide."Romeo’s eyes widened in shock. "Oh my God, are you serious?""And it was because of me," Linda’s voice cracked. "I killed Andrew. I never should have agreed to the divorce. For goodness’ sake, I never even wanted the three hundred and twenty-five million dollars they gave me as alimony."Romeo stepped closer and gently wrapped his arms around her. "Come on, Linda," he said softly, holding her tightly. "Don’t say that. You’re nothing like a killer. Everyone knows Andrew never treated you right from the start. You had to divorce him. And remember, he killed himself—you had nothing to do with his death."Linda rested her head against his chest, feeling his arms around her, which was warm and protective. The sweet scent of his cologne, even on his worn suit, calmed her