Immediately Marcus decided he was done talking to Luiz, he stood up and told him he was leaving. Luiz was surprised. His boss never left before the end of the day. Today was different. He wondered what must have happened to him. However, Luiz was considerably different from when he was still in his office. Now, he was calm. He knew what he had to do, and what not to do. Marcus led the way out of his office, Huncho and Luiz also followed him out of the door. “Belle, I'm going home now. We'll see tomorrow morning,” Marcus said. “Enjoy your night boss,” she replied. Marcus started walking out of his building after that. He got out of the building, and it was time for Luiz to go back to his workplace. “Goodnight boss,” he said and bowed slightly to Marcus as he headed back. Marcus watched him go. He had thought about telling Luiz about the new developments for some reasons. Firstly, he did not believe him to be the spy of the Oscorp Corporation.
Marcus was on his way home when he had gotten a call from his sister Juliet. He realized immediately what it must have been about. The information network of the Krafth was really wide. They could gather news really fast, and know Marcus to be related to the Krafth by being the manager of the factory that Juliet had just bought, any information about him was quickly outsourced. So, it would not be surprising if by now, the news about him being in a shootout was already known by Juliet. It was very likely the reason why she called him. The car had been filled with silence as usual today. Marcus and Huncho were left to their own thoughts, when Marcus's phone rang. After realizing what the call must be about. He picked the call and heard his sister's voice. He could tell from how she sounded. She was really worried about him. Marcus told her about the shoot out. Even though she was already briefed about how it happened, he still went ahead to tell her abou
Marcus had stood at the entrance of his room for quite a while. It was almost as if the lighting of the room was playing a cruel joke on him. Almost as if. But he knew deep down it was not. He could hear the sounds being made from both of them. He could see it, and he could also feel it. It felt as if someone had plunged a knife into his heart for a while. Almost as if he was closer to death than he was earlier today. Chantelle and Richard were oblivious of the presence of Marcus as they continued to indulge themselves in their love making. It was until Chantelle’s eyes rolled over to the door that she paused. She quickly tapped Richard. There was silence. Awkward abrupt silence. Marcus could see both of them looking at him quite unsure of what to say. He was also silent. He looked into the eyes of his ‘wife’. She could not meet his eyes, and neither could Richard. After some time, Chantelle realized she had to be the one to break the silence. Afte
“Drive me to The Chandeleer Hotel,” Marcus said. “I'll be staying there from now.” The last part of the sentence was the main part. It was what shocked Hunchi too. His boss had asked him if he had dropped off the clothes they had bought earlier today at the Krafth mansion.he had told him that he had not reached the mansion yet. So, the clothes were still behind the boot of this car. Now, he told him, that he was going to be staying in the hotel from now. “Also,” Marcus said. “Place a call to the manager of the hotel telling him to be expecting us very soon.” “I don't want to be put through any hassle when I get over there,” Marcus said. Judging from how his young master sounded, the fact that he was already tired when he was going to his house, and how he sounded now, it showed that he was extremely stressed right now. However, Huncho was in no position to ask him what exactly had happened. He just kept on driving. Huncho remembered Richard's car th
Belle had driven down to the hotel where she had been staying ever since she became a secretary of Marcus Krafth. Her lodging was arranged by Juliet Krafth. Marcus's younger sister. The Krafth family had played a huge part in her upbringing, so when the chance arose to be the secretary of Marcus, the new upcoming head of the Krafth empire, Belle was so happy. It had been quite fulfilling so far. Marcus was a nice boss, and he never bothered her. He also did not ask for much and their relationship as boss and worker had been progressing smoothly. Belle loved her job. Everything was going fine until the explosion. The explosion had rattled her deep down. But as the secretary of Marcus. She had to maintain a stoic front. She could not tell anyone how scared or angry she was. It showed though, that she was angry. However, she tried her best to hide it. Everything that had happened and everything that her boss had said today however was a lot. She
Luke Browning was the manager of the Chandeleer hotel. He was a short over faulty balding fat man. He was a man who had been at this job for almost twenty years. Luke was a person who had been performing brilliantly over the years. The staff liked him because he was not wicker, rather, he was really nice. Luke knew when to be serious. He knew when to joke and when not to. Luke was decidedly one of the most important persons in the Krafth Empire in Edinburgh. This was noted when he was informed about Marcus and who he was. When last he had seen Juliet, his boss's daughter, she had informed him about Marcus, and of course instructed him not to tell anyone about Marcus, at least not yet. Luke had gone to see Juliet when she was last in town, this was so he could make available a good suite for Belle, Marcus's secretary. So, when Huncho called him to notify him about the pending arrival of Marcus, he was shocked. There was not enough time, he thought im
Marcus got inside the room after Mr Browning left. Mr Browning of course had no right to remain in the suite. He just ordered the workers of the hotel to bring in the bags in the car, up to the floor before the penthouse. It was to be arranged soon while Marcus was asleep. Huncho, after being told what to do, went to a side room. Everything about the penthouse was stunning. He guessed that it was likely because it was Marcus. If it was any other person in the family, Huncho would not be allowed to remain in the penthouse. The penthouse was a master class of design, Huncho thought as he walked to the side room. Of course, he has been to the Krafth’s mansion, he basically lived there, but this one was different. Everything possible was located in the room he had picked. Funny how the room was still not the master's bedroom. Marcus on the other hand got to his room. He pulled off his shoes and clothes. Before he fell on the Emperor-size bed, he went to
Marcus had just woken up. His head was still processing everything that had happened during the day. His experience in one day felt like a whole movie one would have gone to a cinema to watch. Marcus's days had started off bad. He had been shot at at an ambush set against his life. In fact, he would have lost his life if it was not for a young man, Stephen, who acted as a spy in The Banks’s business in Edinburgh. Stephen had learnt of the plan to kill Marcus last minute. He could not call anybody and went directly to the point of ambush to save him. After that, Marcus had gone to get new clothes after realizing how bad he looked after the shoot out. He had not gotten any new clothes for years now, and after he realized the position he now held, and the interview he gave to the people of The Blaze magazine the other day, he realized he needed new clothes. Marcus had gone to the biggest store in Edinburgh,and found out that it was owned and managed by h