Chapter 143 However, it was just the paranoia. It made his behavioral pattern compulsory.Dominic could not take any chance. He still wanted to see his family. He hoped they would not be killed, and the only way for him to preserve their life was to do what was asked of him and not be caught. Immediately he was caught, he would be useless to the people that were using him and they would not allow his family to leave since they also were of no use to them. Dominic understood this, but this was still not something he could bear. Luiz had started getting quite impatient as Dominic had kept on stopping, and now this was their fifth stop, after going round this same neighborhood for the third time. He wanted to drive away or maybe even drive up to Dominic and ask to go to his house. But this was not the sensible thing to do. It would ruin the plan Marcus had made and would literally just be counterproductive. This was not something Luiz wanted to see happen. So,
Chapter 144 He had never mentioned anything about his father,and his friends did not ask either. Now, Dominic was back inside his house and he could not hear any sound at all. Not from his mother or even from his sister who would reasonably be loud due to the fact that her brother had gotten back from work, even when it was this late. But nothing of the sort seemed to happen. It was just silence throughout. Luiz was however satisfied with himself. His job in following Dominic was to find out where he lived. This was what Marcus had asked him to do. He did not want to be seen as doing too much, in case he got caught. Beaming with satisfaction, and after waiting for over ten minutes, he started walking back to where he had parked his car. Luiiz was walking in places where the light was not too bright. He did not want to take a game of risk regarding people in the community. He did not want them to be suspicious since they had not seen him in their neighborhood well. T
Chapter 145 Marcus told them that he had a friend that was going to be staying in the hotel too. Kevin peeked from the back of Marcus and greeted the two ladies, to which both of them bowed their heads slightly. Being respectful to Marcus because of his identity also meant that they had to be respectful to his friends. Especially this kind of one that he brought to stay in the hotel with him. Mel and her partner nodded their heads. They knew what to do. So, they prepared a suite just like the one Belle was still staying in. It was the topmost grade of suite in the hotel, and only reserved for the most extremely famous people. Even if you had the money, you would not necessarily be able to get into this kind of suite in the hotel. It also had a limited amount, so it got quickly exhausted. Though Kevin was not really famous, but, since he was recommended by Marcus, the receptionists knew to give him the best type of suite they had. They promised to prepare one for h
Chapter 146 Marcus had just laid on his bed for a while,and had slowly started to drift off when his phone rang. He rolled his eyes in the dim lights of the room, as he moved and his shadow long and dark moved along with him. It was a mesmerizing sight for anyone who could see it. It was just that no one would have the pleasure of doing that. But that was not what was on Marcus's mind. He rolled over to the end of the bed where he had dropped the phone, picked it up and looked at the name of the person calling his phone. It was Luiz. It seemed like he had completed his task, Marcus thought. He hoped Luiz had not done too much and gotten caught. Because if he had, he would have made Dominic aware of the fact that they already knew he was a spy. The task he had given Luiz was fairly easy. He had been asked to follow Dominic from far off and not make him aware he was being followed. The key thing they needed to know was where he lived and ascertaining the presence of
Chapter 147 Marcus slowly drifted off to sleep, after thinking about the next day for a while. His room had a soundtrack of crashing waves that had been installed since they built the hotel. When Marcus found it some weeks ago, he had started using it, and it worked really well for him. Before, Marcus had found it quite hard to sleep off, but with the soundtrack of crashing waves sounding, he found it easy to sleep, and that was what he had started doing. Marcus slept off before he knew it. The day had not been as long as it normally was, but he needed that extra rest for tomorrow, and he was not feeling too hungry before he slept, so he just chose to go ahead to sleep. The clock in his room’s slow and consistent tick was the only reminder that time was passing really fast. The blinds in Marcus's room were so thick that it blocked off the light even during the day, not to even talk about the night. After a while, Marcus had woken up. He picked up the remote on the
Chapter 148 Marcus looked at Belle. She was trying to hide her curiosity under her gaze but was it doing that good of a job. Marcus understood that she did not want to ask Kevin present, just in case there was something Marcus did not want him to hear. “It's alright Belle. Kevin is my lawyer and he's going to be the one representing me in my divorce case, that is happening today, and it is where I need to be first.” “How about I drop you off at work and we go on to the court and we would meet you back at the office when we are done?" Marcus asked. Deep down, he knew Belle would not choose to do this, instead she would want to follow him for support or whatever else she deemed appropriate, but she still needed to ask. “Young master, I'd like to go with you to the court, and from there we can go on to the factory when the case is over at the court,” Belle said. Marcus was right. He knew for sure this was what she would say, and he was in no mood to argue with anyon
It was a Monday. Marcus's day was going as usual. He was a low level employee in a factory who attended to the most unpleasant work anyone would have wanted to do in the factory. This was the longest he had been on a job. It was his second week here. He always got fired quickly from all his jobs. This was not because he was not hardworking. The opposite was rather the case. Marcus was one of the most hardworking people in the country. He gets sacked most of the time because of how petty and ragged he looks. The same set of clothes had been worn by him to work for years now. Marcus never used his salary to change his wardrobe. Rather he spent all of his earnings no matter how meager on his wife. This was the reason he was a hard worker. Even though Marcus suffered, both at work and everywhere else, he made sure he tried his best to make his wife happy. Chantelle, his wife was a woman from an averagely well to do family. She had been pampe
Marcus dragged his injured and now sore body out of the office. He saw a lot of his work mates sneering at him. Some of them even started spitting in his direction. He started thinking. He hated his life. Everything seemed bleak at that moment. He was angry at everything. His parents, for not being rich. Himself, for not getting to where he thought he will be right now. Marcus suddenly remembered the only saving grace in his life. His wife. She was a gem.She was the only bright light in his overall existence. He could not wait to get home. Marcus suddenly remembered how his wife had changed of late. She started hating their lifestyle. She did not tell him that, but he could feel it. It seemed like she hated how poor he was. The fact that he could not afford everything she wanted. Or the fact that he was an embarrassment to her. It had started raining. Marcus got home that wet night looking more ragged than ever. He was sporting bruises a