“The rat race is finally over!” “On your knees! Your hands wrap around your neck!” A menacing voice alarmed in a discordant baritone. “Spill your last prayers before we send you six feet underground.” “It's the end of the road!” Three vicious voices reverberated across the cold street with their faces etched with simmering rage. Their words ushered in moments of numbness, as a surge of tension ran through the victim’s vibrated veins. Without further ado, she silently obeyed and shut her eyes in mumbled prayers with her heart bleeding in alarming pain. Uncontrollable tears glued on her tender cheeks as her spines quivered in indescribable anguish. She didn't envisage her last moments would seem profoundly pitiful. The sky viciously rumbled, accompanied by a thick, darker cloud, which sent an explicit message of a soon heavy downpour about to hit the streets of Manchester City. “Please!” Her voice desperately gutted out. “Don't do this! I will triple whatever you were p
Marshall, in a ragged heartbeat, took one of the greatest risks of his life and jumped into the front street in the hope the mysterious, unknown personnel could be an angel.His eye hastily glued on the strange figure who wore a red face mask and zoomed off at once, riding towards Aaron County Bridge Fifteenth Avenue.Silence overwhelmed the two as the only sound that could be perceived was that of the speedy car engine.“What has my son got to do with this?! As far as I know, he never had any relationship with Lord Barus Israel, so why the order to arrest him?”Olivia King questioned one of the cop men who wiggled his brows towards the new COO who ultimately should have a better response.As he strode towards Michael, his chest, for awkward reasons, kept skipping and thudding.“Please, what did Marshall do wrong? I know he's capable of many things but scheming to crumble Eric Cottage Winery Enterprise, I doubt if he'd do such a thing.”Michael gently turned, facing him, both eyes glu
All eyes flashed on Lord Eric and, of course, the new COO of Eric Cottage Winery Enterprise, who were unperturbed about Lord Barus’s barkings. From his hasty defense mechanism, he wasn't prepared to get arrested without pulling forth a fight. “I’m disappointed!!! Was that why you invited my company for the seventh anniversary? To have me humiliated in front of these honorable guests and the viewers at large.” “We are definitely rivals ‘cause we produce wines, that shouldn't give you the effrontery to blackmail me. That’s a spit on my face!!!” “Fuck!!!” The head of the police team winked at Lord Eric to do the needful before Lord Barus uses his petty talks as a route for a deserving escape. “Are you done spewing trash?” “Lions don't roar when the rabbit is engaged in a rat race,” Lord Eric sneered with a smug enmeshed on his cheek. “You have been ratting about evidence? Surely, we'll show you one.” Lord Barus was somewhat unsettled as a smidge of spine vibration was fe
Bewilderment and puzzlement struck deep into the atmosphere that most personnel had their mouths widening.The shocking aura entrapped on the staff's faces was like a statue that would live for a lifetime if captured.Lord Eric Sanchez didn't fuss at the growing disorganization with his arms positioned in akimbo posture; he already anticipated a similar outcome.Indistinct and distinct conversations were induced in the hall— most of the guests didn't understand what was unfolding.“Wow! How did the CEO get to know Michael Scofield!?” the staff asked among themselves with darting eyelids.“Does his name ring a bell? What the hell is going on?” Lord Barus Israel and his cohort were plunged in perplexity.“Oh, Lord!”“Michael Scofield??? I hope it isn't what I'm thinking about?” Marshall mused in discomfort, his stomach rumbled in fear.As seconds swiftly raced into a minute, the uproar of confusion, anticipation, and excitement intensified.Amid the multiple questions with no appropriat
***It's one week down the lane with all underground work put in place by both discreet parties.Eric Cottage Winery Enterprise, after years of rebranding, would celebrate its seventh anniversary and would air live on different broadcasting media stations in less than thirty minutes.“Y’all are welcome!!! We are honored to have y'all grace the occasion!!!” The gorgeous host charmingly uttered.For the first time in over five years, after persistent invitations of various winery companies— five industries that have been labeled core rivals of Eric Cottage Winery Enterprise consented to grace the feast with Lord Barus Israel leading the Ultimate Branded Winery Industries to the event.[Why the sudden change of heart?]“Please, the event will soon kickstart. The red carpet session should already be rounded up. Our esteemed guest please make it to your designated seats. Thank you.”Several distinguished figures from various work endeavors were also invited to mark a memorable seventh-year
“Michelle!!!”“Catherine!!!”Marshall's voice reverberated as he sprinted with heavy hot sweat contorted on his face.“We’re over at the balcony. Come over there!”Augustine's family received a hasty phone call from him demanding an urgent conversation.Different thoughts clouded their hearts and it was only moments for answers to be known.“Why the urgency? Has your father changed his mind on our concealed engagement?” Michelle inquired in sharp breath with eyelid profusely blinking.“Hey, next time add ‘Madam’ while addressing me,” Catherine spatted with a somewhat furrowed expression, her right finger positioned on her waist.He stormed before them with no ounce of giggle registered on his face“If my dad has changed his mind? You had better wake up from your delusional fantasies.”“I would no longer add ‘Madam.’ You lost that respect the moment you chose to sleep with Barr. Frederick.”“...Well, we have a bigger problem!”“Again!!?” Catherine and Michelle shrieked in deep worry, t
“It’s been twenty minutes since his abduction, and we have no clue what the assassins want! Not even a single call from them!”“We don't even know if Michael Scofield is still breathing!” Lord Eric bawled out, which induced more tension in the atmosphere; his emotions switched from fear to enrage.The seven household staff members in the living room lowered their gazes downward; they knew better not to stare upon the Great Lord when furious.“Enough is enough! I'm calling in the Chief Police officer to handle the kidnap case! I can't watch my boy die without a fight!”Sheraton widened her mouth to speak, then, within a split of seconds, swallowed hard with thick words clung to her tongue.A voice calmly mouthed from the atmosphere. “The Great Lord, please let's wait till at least thirty minutes of his kidnap. Once you make that phone call, Michael Scofield’s undercover would be blown, and the media would know he's linked with you.”Lucas held tight his gripping goosebumps and managed
The heavy gunshot birthed moments of gripping silence as seven bewildered faces irresistibly glanced at one another with mouths somewhat widening.It's been over thirty seconds, and no words, not even a scratch of the thick grasses, were perceived.Suddenly an uproar of intense laughter broke out like a troubling storm.“Hahaha!!!” All gang members barked out in severe chuckles and giggles with their hands held onto their stomachs.Michael, who had been holding firmly to the gripping laughter, couldn't help but widen his mouth and have it all gutted out.“OMG! You guys are excellent actors. At some point, I thought I was dealing with seasoned entertainers!”“I could bet that most eyewitnesses thought I was actually being kidnapped after the precise uppercut!” He gave in to more chuckling.“Haha! Richard? Was that gunshot necessary? You still haven't changed, still the same good actor right from college days!” Michael happily teased while the two embraced each other after long years of
***“Lucas! Fetch Great Lord a glass of water!”“Be fast!” Sheraton yelled with terrified bulging eyes.Lucas, one of the senior household staff, without further ado, sprinted towards the kitchen to do the needful, his heart racing with urgency.“Great Lord, please… breathe… try and breathe out,” she voiced out in gripping fear.Ten minutes ago, Sheraton stormed into the mansion to explain better about Michael's abduction as the Great Lord couldn't make sense of what she was spilling in the phone call.“My God! Please hold on Sir… Lucas has brought the water.”In great palpitations of the unprecedented negative news, Lord Eric's breath has been distorted for almost two minutes, his airflow and blood flow disrupted due to the shock of the kidnap.He managed to sip in half of the glass of water, followed by an exasperated sigh of sadness.“Oh, my boy. Do you think they had already killed him?” he mouthed from the deepest part of his heart, his veins quickly running cold.His question us
Michael rolled his eyes in building thoughts; her last words trapped him in more depth on the mystery behind the mole scheme against Eric Cottage Winery Enterprise.[It seemed like there was more to what they presumed]“During a couple of our meetings with the topmost players. I notice an unknown personnel covered in a silhouette while feeding them with information about our company.”“The strange person’s identity was deliberately hidden from us and I am certain that mysterious personnel had had a past relationship with Eric Cottage Winery Enterprise.”Sharon's words were enmeshed in certainty; she didn't obviously have a reason to tell lies, given the fact she had exposed herself as a mole.After a few seconds of further pondering; Michael's lips finally let loose:“You’ve been blackmailed into working for the bad guys. Although you're guilty of falling prey out of desperation, I'd give you a second chance to make amends.”“I’d advise you to think carefully before responding.”Her s
Glen Carter
When I thought I'd seen it all, the story keeps getting tasteful like a FINE WINE. Really a great story.
Francisca Marble
Michael Scofield's character is an embodiment of emulation. Personally, I've learned from this beautiful story.
Harris Steph
This story keeps getting beautiful and engaging with each chapter(s). The Author deserves my flowers
Mitchell Grace
Beautiful Story, I didn't expect that twist about Sharon, a good one from the author.
Shedrack Pounds
Augustine's House Of Commotion chapters reminded me of when my two distant cousins fought and argued while I simply ignored them and minded my business. Lol
Heart Arnold
I fought my emotions while reading Lord Eric's Epistle; I felt so sad for him; life hasn't been fair to him... Really a good story
Kevin Guard
I'm already falling in love with Sheraton, Lol; with how the author describes her, she's perfectly my spec. Good story
DERA
Thanks for the reviews on this masterpiece, and I hope you enjoy more subsequent chapters, it's premium or nothing!!!
Harris Steph
No one is talking about Stephanie, my baby girl. The character possesses certain traits with me and also a namesake, which is also a bonus. Hahaha
Francisca Marble
Chapter 22 came with its twists. Lol, I wasn't expecting Sheraton's appointment decision. Who wouldn't love Michael Scofield? Such a sweet handsome dude. Lol
Night_Walker
Chapter 6 was the highlight for me. I couldn't control my emotions. My God! How did the Author pen that so well?
Echelon Echo
Suspenseful!!! A good start from chapter one. Potential writers need to read this story to learn how fictional build-ups are being plotted
Ocean Pen🖊️
One of the best books I've read in a long time. This is new and beautiful. Beyond a cliche!
Morgan Smith
I'm so impressed! I thought it was one of those cliche fictional works but the author's pen game is unique and golden.
Peaches
I'm glad to see something a bit different, although he was a live in son in law, he wasn't groveling at their feet and asked for the divorce himself. Nice one author, I'm looking forward to seeing more about the character, Michael Scofield.