"Joel has a hideout, a cabin in the woods outside of town. He used to go there whenever he needed to lay low or conduct shady business."Marcus's eyes brightened. "Really? How do you know about it?""My father shared it with me. I don't know the reason. He just told me that whenever I was looking desperately for Joel, I should go there. He didn't even know I know the hideout."Marcus nodded. "Do you know how to get there?"Sophia nodded. "Yes, I've been there a few times with him. I can give you directions."Marcus listened attentively as Sophia directed him to the location and every possible way to get to the hideout."Just be careful, Marcus. Joel can be dangerous. He has many people with him," Sophia worriedly said.Marcus nodded as he hurriedly left the office and slammed the door. As soon as he reached out, he called Ivan and gave them the location.****Ivan and Paulina arrived at the location, and it was a shabby wooden house.They stealthily made their way through the underbru
At the police station, Lydia arrived in a flurry of nervous energy, her mind swirling with a myriad of emotions. She hurried inside, eager to confront Joel and demand answers.Entering the interrogation room, Lydia's eyes locked onto Joel, who sat slumped in a chair."You scumbag! You this liar! How could you do this to me?" Lydia exclaimed, grabbing him by the collar, the police officer immediately freed him from her.Joel remained silent, his gaze fixed on the floor."I am the stupid one to fall for your lies, you are not the one that even sent the money, I am being stupid to believe you""yeah, you are stupid and greedy, all what you care about is money", Joel stated.Lydia scoffed, "I thought you were the one that sent me the money, I was being stupid for that but not greedy"."If not of greediness, why did you divorced Marcus and lose a gem", he slipped, and nearly revealed Marcus.Lydia frowned, she was confused, "A gem?".Marcus had warned him not to reveal him to her, he staye
"I don't know what to say, you really surprised me," Lydia stated, still flushing.Alexander nodded and motioned for her to sit down. Lydia snapped at the waitress, who immediately rushed towards them."Give us saffron risotto with truffle mashed potatoes, and Dom Pérignon champagne". he ordered.The waitress bowed, and left to prepare it."Wow, you are so rich in taste, I love that," Lydia said."Yeah, that's the reason I have more taste than you," Alexander stated."Please, I want to know, why did you choose to help me? Like... you don't even show yourself. How did you find me?" Lydia asked."I saw you, and you are hot, and I become an observer, walking around and hanging around you. So, when I see you in a problem, I should help, so I help," he said with composure, even when he was lying.Lydia didn't even think about the authenticity of Alexander; she was carried away by his flashy living and already concluded that he was the man she was here to meet.Their food arrived, and the c
Marcus and Kathie made their way to the hideout, where the man was kept. As they entered the basement, where the man was tied to a steel chair. Paulina and Ivan immediately approached him."Sir, we caught him trying to run away from the country," Ivan reported. Marcus nodded and walked towards the man. His face was bloody, as Ivan had tortured him to confess who sent him, but he refused to talk."He hasn't confessed yet," Marcus inquired, and Ivan nodded.Marcus snapped at Kathie as she came forward with a briefcase in her hand. Marcus stepped behind for her to do her work.Kathie opened the briefcase and brought out a ton of gold, "Look, a ton of gold worth $500,000, tell us who sent you and we will give you this."The man raised his head, dripping with blood, and scoffed, "You think you can convince me with this meagre amount of money? I would rather die than tell you who sent me."Ivan was off hearing this as he stepped forward, but Kathie motioned for him to stop, then brought out
"No! That isn't the reason," she exclaimed, her voice tinged with frustration. "You should have pretended like you didn't know me back then. You want to spoil my relationship with Alexander, my savior."Marcus scoffed, his tone tinged with disbelief. "Your savior indeed... so why are you here?""Look, I know it's my fault," she began, her words rushed. "I should have talked to you back then. I shouldn't have just concluded. I made a mistake.""Good, you know," Marcus simply said, his expression unreadable."So, that's the thing. I'm giving you another chance," she continued, desperation creeping into her voice. "Take this cheque of $10 million dollars and live a proper life without hanging around women. It should be okay for you to start a business. You are smart, and I am sure you will know how to maintain and grow it."Oliver took a deep breath, his gaze steady as he held Lydia's intense stare. "Lydia, I appreciate this, but I don't want—"Lydia's eyes flashed with frustration. "You'
Marcus's mind raced as he tried to maintain his composure. He knew this moment would come eventually, but not like this, not this soon and unexpected. Marcus extended his hand and met Mr. Victor's gaze head-on."Do you know me?" Marcus inquired, offering a smile despite the whirlwind of thoughts in his mind.Mr. Victor smiled, his demeanor calm. "Yeah, I do. How is your father, Mr. Thonks?"Sophia looked at both of them, her confusion evident. How could Marcus's father, who hadn't been around since all this while, know Marcus?"How is your father, Mr. Thonks? Hope he is doing well," Mr. Victor added, his tone casual."Yeah, very well. It's unexpected to meet you here today," Marcus said, attempting to appear composed.Sophia's mouth fell open as she gazed at Marcus, her brow furrowed. "What! Marcus, you told me you are an orphan."Marcus didn't reply to her but instead locked his gaze with Mr. Victor, who was smiling mischievously. "Indeed, unexpected," Marcus replied cryptically, his
It was a long day for Marcus. He had just met the person who killed his mom and even had some conversation with him. He could still feel the chill in him as he exhaled loudly before stepping out of the cab and stood in front of his big, massive house.Suddenly, he felt angrier. That man killed his mother and even tried to kill him. He was the real reason Marcus had to live as a lowlife for all those years. He clenched his fists and muttered, "Now, it's about time to show them the nemesis of what they did."Just then, Kathie opened the gate and gave him a concerned glance. "Why are you standing there? I've been looking at you from the door. Hope nothing is wrong," she asked, her concern evident.Marcus sniffed and didn't reply. Instead, he walked inside, feeling a whirlwind of emotions.Kathie frowned, confused and curious about what had happened. She had never seen Marcus in this mood before. She followed him inside.As soon as Marcus entered, he took off his shirt, leaving only his s
Marcus hung up the call and faced his father back, "There is no going back, I am going on with this."Mr. Thinks nodded and tapped his shoulder again, "Okay, you have my full support, call me anytime if you really need anything."Marcus shook his head, as Mr. Thinks bid him farewell and left; he returned back to the room. Kathie was already clothed waiting for him, "Hope you are not being scolded."Marcus scoffed, "No, not at all, he even wants you as my wife… he is just dreaming high."Kathie clenched her fist hearing this, and then Marcus's phone rang again; he exhaled in frustration before picking it up again."Hello, why are you calling… you should know we are now enemies," Marcus told Sophia. There was total silence before Sophia spoke, "Yeah, I know, but can we meet, at my house?""Meet? How can I trust you, who knows you are now working with your father," he stated."You lied to me in the first place, I am not like you, I just want us to talk and clear something," she said."Ok