Chapter 61Working on the ideas he had to get himself transported to EastHill’s capital, he visited the city’s bank. He was vividly recognized, hence them attending to him quickly. Avon spoke to the bank’s manager privately, having him lend to him some cash to aid his transportation to the capital and come back. Although, Avon’s request came as a shock to the manager. He legit was expecting the known Dragon General to table his notion of investing in his bank, not to lend from it. He heard about how he went into coma, and now he’s awake. What he doesn’t know about, is how everything has been taken away from Avon. He agreed to lend him the money, on the agreement that Avon pays double. Avon agreed, and the money was immediately processed and given to him. Avon was now on his way to the capital, he got himself a phone on his way to the airport. Registered a sim to send and receive calls, then flew to the big capital city.He arrived at the penthouse, still clothed in his casual out
Chapter 62He might be a different man, but he wasn’t lying. He truly almost died for her, and there was nothing he wouldn’t do for her back when they were together. If she had request him to murder the president, he would do so in a heartbeat so long as it pleases her. “Fine. You want to make a murderer to prove my love for you, cool. I will do it, give me the knife?” She stretched out her palm, questing for the weapon. Marco grinned, tickled by the response. It’s nice to see that he wasn’t doting on a soul sucker like he thought he’d been all this while. Perhaps the romance was mutual. He handed her the knife, crossing his arms over his chest with his gaze gesturing for Gina to go do the deed. Gina stared at the knife, heaving a deep sigh before stalking away from Marco in cautious steady steps. She approached Dren on the floor, pure fear marred on his face. Eyes twinkling with anxiousness as he looked into Gina’s face. He tried wriggling out of the men’s hold, but his effort
Chapter 63“Quantum mechanics or commonly known as quantum physics , is a body of work in physics that seems to explain the universe on tiny scales…” I answered, defining the topic to the chubby looking short man while smiling about the question he asked. My smile wasn’t smug or anything, rather due to me finally getting to attend this class I have so long wanted to study. I finally got the chance to learn and study about my best subject, and that’s quantum physics. Today is my first class learning the subject, but have read a lot about it before joining the class that makes the starting topics mere bridges I could leap over. “Nice one Ashley.” The man whose name I’m yet to memorized commended my response attached with a thumb up. “How are you new?” He quizzed, his face marred vaguely with confusion, a new girl like me shouldn’t know much about this subject already. I could even say I know more than much about the subject, it’s my favorite subject, it has to do with the mind and the
Chapter 63 What’s better than to have your alarm secretly wake you up at 5am in the morning and you angrily bashing it up because you were having the best dream with Tyler Smith present, mom isn’t so gonna buy me another one. Well I snapped outta the dream an hour later rushing to the bathroom for a quick bath and morning doings. Came out some minutes later all dressed in a red tank top over a tiny slightly ripped long jeans with one of the best flat shoes. Remembered yesterday was and always will be my worst night, how constant dad and mom yelled at me for getting myself fired again. So I made a promise, a promise am so gonna keep at all cost, a promise that will always lingers on my mind, and that’s never to get sack once I get a new job. I skip breakfast going straight to where I got fired yesterday hoping the boss could reconsider and hire me back. I got there ignoring the look the nameless meanie kept giving me going straight to his office. Knock! Knock!! I knock lightl
Chapter 65Sylvie peered in silence, letting her eyes fed off the informations leeched around the cold man glaring at her. This wasn’t the Mikel she worked for and knew, neither the Mr Addams that took her under his wing and cared for her back then. Instead, in front of her stood a man filled with spite. He’s now different, she assumed the change’s starting point had to do with his wife. Her thoughts reverting back to her boyfriend, the night that changed everything for her, and her boss. “Are you deaf or what?” His voice jolted again, his perfectly formed lips twitching a small space in grimace. “I’m sorry,” Sylvie said softly, trotting back to motion with her figure zooming past him. There’s no way she could sparked a conversation with him regarding their past. “A filthy scum with her filthy hands, get me a sanitizer!” Sylvie heard his words as she walked off. Sylvie halted to take a glance, looking as he impatiently scrubbed off the spot her head mistakenly hit when she bumpe
Chapter 66Inside a nicely furnished office sat a man in a lab coat wearing a grim face as he inspected a piece of paper, he looked up after awhile, his lips perching a thin line. His eyes locating a scrawny looking woman in her late twenties, petite and pale. Emma Tonks batted her lashes, anticipating the doctor’s report on her condition. Lately she’s been unhealthy, and unlike herself. So she had decided to come examine herself medically. “When last did you go for checkups?” Ian Hales, the doctor started, adjusting his position on the seat as he pushed forward a little bit. Emma has no idea where he’s going with the question, but regardless reigned for an answer. “I don’t know,” she muttered after some seconds. Through each and every time she’d feel down and would wanted to go for checkup, her fiancée, Nathan Kors would always dismiss the idea. “I’m sorry to inform you this, but your test results are recognizing a cancer in your blood. Leukemia to be precise, and it’s growing
Chapter 67Inside a nicely furnished office sat a man in a lab coat wearing a grim face as he inspected a piece of paper, he looked up after awhile, his lips perching a thin line. His eyes locating a scrawny looking woman in her late twenties, petite and pale. Emma Tonks batted her lashes, anticipating the doctor’s report on her condition. Lately she’s been unhealthy, and unlike herself. So she had decided to come examine herself medically. “When last did you go for checkups?” Ian Hales, the doctor started, adjusting his position on the seat as he pushed forward a little bit. Emma has no idea where he’s going with the question, but regardless reigned for an answer. “I don’t know,” she muttered after some seconds. Through each and every time she’d feel down and would wanted to go for checkup, her fiancée, Nathan Kors would always dismiss the idea. “I’m sorry to inform you this, but your test results are recognizing a cancer in your blood. Leukemia to be precise, and it’s growing
Chapter 68“I swear by the goddess, I know nothing of such accusations. Of what reason would I commit an act so barbaric? He was like a father to me!” My voice yelled out the words, tears foaming beneath my eyes seeing his rage intensified. “Stop lying, Amaris. I was there, I saw you fed him the poison. You killed the poor old man, he was like a father to you and yet you took his life. What could be your reason? What?” My sister, the genesis behind my situation. My mate and I were still in shock about the news of his father’s demise, and then she came in. Asking me questions I found bizarre, but she was serious, pitting strong accusations against me. Saying I murdered my husband’s father, claiming she saw me at the kitchen sprinkling the old’s man drink before going to serve him the drink. Albeit I’d never do something that vicious, I did go and get him a drink per his order. He had call me into his room, wanting to know about my plan with birthing him a grand-heir. I used the mo
Chapter 70 Daisy Williams, a woman in her mid twenties rushed to the silver colored Audi parked in front of an apartment. Her outfit seeming corporate and professional, her facial sparking up suspicions with the bruises and cuts laid on top the soft skin layer of her face.The small trimmed remote in her palm beeped the car she was approaching unlocked as she slid in before inserting the key and making a twist that brought the car’s engine to life. Daisy dropped the files held in her arm on the car seat beside her, moving her hands towards the drawer provided just in front of the seat.She dragged it open bringing out different makeup kits, relaxing herself she brought down a private mirror at the car roof as she began applying different things from the makeup on her face, masking away the bruises visibly invented on her face. With all done her car made a new sound before reversing and driving out of it spot and straight into the road. Daisy is a married woman tied to an abusive jo
Chapter 69“I swear by the goddess, I know nothing of such accusations. Of what reason would I commit an act so barbaric? He was like a father to me!” My voice yelled out the words, tears foaming beneath my eyes seeing his rage intensified. “Stop lying, Amaris. I was there, I saw you fed him the poison. You killed the poor old man, he was like a father to you and yet you took his life. What could be your reason? What?” My sister, the genesis behind my situation. My mate and I were still in shock about the news of his father’s demise, and then she came in. Asking me questions I found bizarre, but she was serious, pitting strong accusations against me. Saying I murdered my husband’s father, claiming she saw me at the kitchen sprinkling the old’s man drink before going to serve him the drink. Albeit I’d never do something that vicious, I did go and get him a drink per his order. He had call me into his room, wanting to know about my plan with birthing him a grand-heir. I used the mo
Chapter 68“I swear by the goddess, I know nothing of such accusations. Of what reason would I commit an act so barbaric? He was like a father to me!” My voice yelled out the words, tears foaming beneath my eyes seeing his rage intensified. “Stop lying, Amaris. I was there, I saw you fed him the poison. You killed the poor old man, he was like a father to you and yet you took his life. What could be your reason? What?” My sister, the genesis behind my situation. My mate and I were still in shock about the news of his father’s demise, and then she came in. Asking me questions I found bizarre, but she was serious, pitting strong accusations against me. Saying I murdered my husband’s father, claiming she saw me at the kitchen sprinkling the old’s man drink before going to serve him the drink. Albeit I’d never do something that vicious, I did go and get him a drink per his order. He had call me into his room, wanting to know about my plan with birthing him a grand-heir. I used the mo
Chapter 67Inside a nicely furnished office sat a man in a lab coat wearing a grim face as he inspected a piece of paper, he looked up after awhile, his lips perching a thin line. His eyes locating a scrawny looking woman in her late twenties, petite and pale. Emma Tonks batted her lashes, anticipating the doctor’s report on her condition. Lately she’s been unhealthy, and unlike herself. So she had decided to come examine herself medically. “When last did you go for checkups?” Ian Hales, the doctor started, adjusting his position on the seat as he pushed forward a little bit. Emma has no idea where he’s going with the question, but regardless reigned for an answer. “I don’t know,” she muttered after some seconds. Through each and every time she’d feel down and would wanted to go for checkup, her fiancée, Nathan Kors would always dismiss the idea. “I’m sorry to inform you this, but your test results are recognizing a cancer in your blood. Leukemia to be precise, and it’s growing
Chapter 66Inside a nicely furnished office sat a man in a lab coat wearing a grim face as he inspected a piece of paper, he looked up after awhile, his lips perching a thin line. His eyes locating a scrawny looking woman in her late twenties, petite and pale. Emma Tonks batted her lashes, anticipating the doctor’s report on her condition. Lately she’s been unhealthy, and unlike herself. So she had decided to come examine herself medically. “When last did you go for checkups?” Ian Hales, the doctor started, adjusting his position on the seat as he pushed forward a little bit. Emma has no idea where he’s going with the question, but regardless reigned for an answer. “I don’t know,” she muttered after some seconds. Through each and every time she’d feel down and would wanted to go for checkup, her fiancée, Nathan Kors would always dismiss the idea. “I’m sorry to inform you this, but your test results are recognizing a cancer in your blood. Leukemia to be precise, and it’s growing
Chapter 65Sylvie peered in silence, letting her eyes fed off the informations leeched around the cold man glaring at her. This wasn’t the Mikel she worked for and knew, neither the Mr Addams that took her under his wing and cared for her back then. Instead, in front of her stood a man filled with spite. He’s now different, she assumed the change’s starting point had to do with his wife. Her thoughts reverting back to her boyfriend, the night that changed everything for her, and her boss. “Are you deaf or what?” His voice jolted again, his perfectly formed lips twitching a small space in grimace. “I’m sorry,” Sylvie said softly, trotting back to motion with her figure zooming past him. There’s no way she could sparked a conversation with him regarding their past. “A filthy scum with her filthy hands, get me a sanitizer!” Sylvie heard his words as she walked off. Sylvie halted to take a glance, looking as he impatiently scrubbed off the spot her head mistakenly hit when she bumpe
Chapter 63 What’s better than to have your alarm secretly wake you up at 5am in the morning and you angrily bashing it up because you were having the best dream with Tyler Smith present, mom isn’t so gonna buy me another one. Well I snapped outta the dream an hour later rushing to the bathroom for a quick bath and morning doings. Came out some minutes later all dressed in a red tank top over a tiny slightly ripped long jeans with one of the best flat shoes. Remembered yesterday was and always will be my worst night, how constant dad and mom yelled at me for getting myself fired again. So I made a promise, a promise am so gonna keep at all cost, a promise that will always lingers on my mind, and that’s never to get sack once I get a new job. I skip breakfast going straight to where I got fired yesterday hoping the boss could reconsider and hire me back. I got there ignoring the look the nameless meanie kept giving me going straight to his office. Knock! Knock!! I knock lightl
Chapter 63“Quantum mechanics or commonly known as quantum physics , is a body of work in physics that seems to explain the universe on tiny scales…” I answered, defining the topic to the chubby looking short man while smiling about the question he asked. My smile wasn’t smug or anything, rather due to me finally getting to attend this class I have so long wanted to study. I finally got the chance to learn and study about my best subject, and that’s quantum physics. Today is my first class learning the subject, but have read a lot about it before joining the class that makes the starting topics mere bridges I could leap over. “Nice one Ashley.” The man whose name I’m yet to memorized commended my response attached with a thumb up. “How are you new?” He quizzed, his face marred vaguely with confusion, a new girl like me shouldn’t know much about this subject already. I could even say I know more than much about the subject, it’s my favorite subject, it has to do with the mind and the
Chapter 62He might be a different man, but he wasn’t lying. He truly almost died for her, and there was nothing he wouldn’t do for her back when they were together. If she had request him to murder the president, he would do so in a heartbeat so long as it pleases her. “Fine. You want to make a murderer to prove my love for you, cool. I will do it, give me the knife?” She stretched out her palm, questing for the weapon. Marco grinned, tickled by the response. It’s nice to see that he wasn’t doting on a soul sucker like he thought he’d been all this while. Perhaps the romance was mutual. He handed her the knife, crossing his arms over his chest with his gaze gesturing for Gina to go do the deed. Gina stared at the knife, heaving a deep sigh before stalking away from Marco in cautious steady steps. She approached Dren on the floor, pure fear marred on his face. Eyes twinkling with anxiousness as he looked into Gina’s face. He tried wriggling out of the men’s hold, but his effort