Theo and Baldie were two tough guys who had gained a reputation for being ruthless in their tactics. As they made their way through the halls of Rahman's residence, they encountered several men who tried to stand in their way, but they were no match for the duo. One by one, they were taken down without mercy.Theo and Baldie were determined to win this battle, and it seemed like they were on their way to victory.The other men in the room watched in awe and fear as the two men made their way towards the center of the room. Some of them tried to run, but they were quickly caught and brought back to face their fate.As they reached the center of the room, one of the men spoke up. "Brothers, I have to say it. These two here have shown us that they are true warriors," the man said, his voice booming in the room. "They have defeated everyone who has crossed their path. And let's be honest, none of us can match their strength and skill."Theo and Baldie looked at each other, surprised by
"I can't discuss it over the phone, but it's urgent. I'll explain everything when you get here. Just come as soon as you can," Shaquille replied, his voice firm and resolute."Alright, I'll head there right away but dad, is it really something serious and why do the directors keep calling for meetings so urgently?" Zayn further asked.Shaquille let out a heavy sigh before answering, "Unfortunately, son, it's just the way things are. These meetings are a necessary evil of running a company.""Hmmm..." Zayn sighed"You'll find out when you get here. Just hurry." Shaquille replied, sounding instructive.Zayn ended the call and turned to the chauffeur. "Can we make a quick stop at the company before going to ADX?""Of course, sir. Is everything alright?" The chauffeur asked, showing concern."I don't know. I just received a call for an emergency board meeting." Zayn responded with hope in his gaze."I hope everything is okay." The chauffeur added"Yeah, me too. Let's hurry."Zayn could fe
Theo and Baldie had always been seen as the strongest men in the Radon group, and as they stepped into the cage, the tension was palpable. The atmosphere was charged with excitement as the crowd cheered, urging them on to fight.Theo's muscles rippled under his skin as he sized up Baldie, who in turn, narrowed his eyes at Theo. The two men had been close friends and training partners for years, but now they were about to face off against each other in a brutal fight.The sound of clinking coins and the smell of sweat and adrenaline filled the air as the men eagerly placed their bets on who they thought would come out victorious. The tension in the room was thick, and even those who were not interested in the fight couldn't help but be drawn into the excitement of it all."Did you feel that?" one man said to his friend, wiping the sweat from his forehead. "The atmosphere here is so thick, you could cut it with a knife.""I know," his friend replied, eyes glued to the cage where Theo
Baldie's heart was heavy as he stood there, staring at Theo's bloodied and battered body. Memories of their past flashed through his mind, the hours they spent training together, sparring and pushing each other to become the best fighters they could be. They had formed a bond that was deeper than friendship, a brotherhood forged through sweat, blood, and tears. He couldn't help but feel a sense of guilt and regret wash over him. In that moment, he realized that he had let his desire for the position blind him. He had been so focused on winning the fight that he didn't think about the consequences of hurting someone he cared about. He knew that he had to make things right.Baldie took a step forward, his eyes locked onto Theo's unconscious form. "I'm sorry, brother," he whispered, his voice barely audible over the noise of the crowd."I didn't mean for it to go this far. I should have never let my desire for the position get in the way of our friendship."Baldie's pensive expression
Zayn couldn't help but chuckle at the mention of the three directors, wondering what the young female director was hoping to achieve by bringing up the case. He turned to the young female director, who appeared to be barely a few years older than him but already had the stern gaze of an old woman and the sharp gaze of a seasoned business executive."Is this some kind of revenge, or do you have a point to make?" he asked, his voice low and steady. He could feel the tension in the air, and he knew that he had struck a nerve.The woman's expression remained unchanged as she responded, "I have no personal vendetta against you or anyone else. But as an Operational Director of this company, it is my duty to ensure that we have competent replacements for those who have been removed from their positions."Zayn nodded slowly, taking in her words. He couldn't deny the truth in what she said. The thought of getting the three directors fired had been satisfying at the time, but now he realized
The female director leaned back in her chair, her arms crossed as she observed Zayn with a curious expression.Unlike the other directors who were quick to anger, she seemed to be taking pleasure in the situation. She had always been interested in the younger son of the chairman, his reputation for being a maverick and unpredictable preceded him."So, Mr. Zayn," she said, her tone laced with amusement. "What do you plan to do now?"Zayn looked at her, slightly taken aback by her question. He had expected her to be just as furious as the others. But as he studied her expression, he realized that she was genuinely interested in what he had to say."Well, I plan to continue doing my job, just as I have been doing," he replied calmly, meeting her gaze head-on. "I'm not sure what else there is to do."The female director nodded, a small smile still playing on her lips. "Interesting," she said. "I like a man with a plan. But let me ask you something, Mr. Zayn. Do you think you can handle
Zayn made sure to keep a safe distance from Mike as they both walked towards the company building. He didn't want to risk being recognized too soon, especially since it was his own secret company.As they entered the building, a secretary greeted them and asked Mike to follow her to the CEO's office. Zayn hung back, pretending to look at his phone as he watched them leave.As he stood there, he noticed one of the security guards giving him a curious look. He knew he had to do something to ease the guard's suspicion. Once the secretary and Mike were out of sight, Zayn let out a sigh of relief and walked towards his personal elevator. Just as he was about to press the button, he heard a voice behind him."Hey, excuse me," the security guard said, approaching Zayn. "Can I see your ID, please?"Zayn quickly thought of a response. "Oh, sorry about that. Actually, I don't have my ID on me, but that's okay. I own this place," he said confidently, flashing a smile.The security guard looked
"Mike, are you okay?" Zayn asked gently, placing a hand on his shoulder. "You don't have to explain anything if you don't want to, but if there's something troubling you, we're here to help."Mike took a deep breath and wiped away his tears. "I'm sorry, I just can't believe this is happening," he said, his voice shaking slightly."What do you mean?" Samir asked, leaning forward in his chair."I mean...I didn't expect any of this," Mike replied, his eyes darting between Zayn and Samir.Mike hesitated for a moment before finally speaking up. "It's just been a tough few weeks," he said, his voice trembling slightly. "My mother passed away a few days ago, and I've been struggling to make ends meet ever since. To make matters worse, I was accused of stealing at the labor camp where I was working, which led to me being forced to leave and find somewhere else to stay. I ended up squatting with someone. I didn't have any hope left."And to top it all off, my boss, Mr. Mikhail, has been maki