2024-11-13 16:21:39“Boss; Miss Sheraton will be here for the scheduled meeting in ten minutes. She's called in already,” the secretary eloquently informed Barrister Frederick.
“Good news! This would be the biggest deal of my legal career. I hope she doesn't change her mind.” It's been ninety-six hours since the last meeting about Michael's undercover plan, but strategically, it was payback o'clock and he must strike imperceptibly. Michael Scofield, amidst the undercover assignment, his mind has whirled on how to get back at his scornful foes, whom he vehemently believed sent five ruthless assassins to finish him up. *** “My Heaven's! It's an honor to have you in my office. Age is impeccably suited for you. You look more gorgeous than the last time we met at the Gala Heritage Festival seven months ago. Always stunning like a new wine!” “The Goddess Beauty personified!” Barrister Frederick eulogized Miss Sheraton Morgan and reached out for a handshake with his teeth shining in elation. “I got the official email that Eric Cottage Winery Enterprise requests to offer me a deal as its new business lawyer,” he delightfully mouthed accompanied by a gasp of excitement. She elegantly stood in silence with her cheeks enthralled in a suspicious grin at what was about to hit him soon. “The business lawyer?” “Not in your lifetime,” A somewhat familiar voice muttered from the front entrance, and within seconds, the man behind the voice swiftly ambled in. Barr. Fredrick's heart raced in shock, and his eyes uncontrollably flickered at the sight of the mysterious personified human before his sight. He temporarily shut his eyes for two seconds and opened it to be certain he wasn't seeing a ghost. “... Michael Scofield?” he spluttered while trying to gut out some words with an ounce of saliva slipping off his mouth. “You were supposed to be—” He charmingly interrupted, still maintaining his mystified aura. “Oh, you meant, I was supposed to be dead right?” Miss Sheraton beamingly marched forward and made herself comfortable to enjoy the brewing drama as she rested her voluptuous figure on the office black chair. “I… came by for the tenth anniversary and learned you had already disappeared. Your ex-wife was already fed up with the union. I’m sorry you guys had to part ways,” he pretentiously expressed, still trying to find a balanced disposition, his heartbeat tempo intensified per second. Michael Scofield and Miss Sheraton bashed into a hysterical giggle on how porous the lawyer’s pretentious acting skill had been. He was damn readable that his efforts in the last sixty seconds to cover up his guilty demeanor had been a colossal failure. “Cut to the chase already; I know what you all did on that fateful night!” “What! Are you insinuating we tried to assasi…” he was about to completely gut out those words when he abruptly zipped his lips. “Oops! He just sold himself out,” Michael scornfully mocked. Barr. Fredrick’s breath came in sharp and hot as his throat plunged into dryness; he knew he hadn't done an excellent job in clothing his guilt, hence implicating himself further. “Boom!” “Guilty conscience. I'll make this as quick as possible and save both our time.” “I know about the affair,” Michael skillfully rattled him with his sharp-witted mind induced. “Affair? What the hell are you talking about? It's high time you left my office,” he sounded defensive in an attempt to communicate with his secretary through the intercom. “If I were you. I'd be so smart enough not to make that foolish call.” “You think no one would ever uncover the dirty secrets that had lived on in Mister Charleston’s abode while he was away for business trips?” “Oh! What a shame!” The lawyer instantly developed a short breath accompanied by shaky muscles as he earnestly wished what his gut had whispered was not what Michael Scofield would soon spill. “For about two years, you have been sleeping with Catherine.” “Newsflash! I knew all along but kept mute because Mr. Charleston’s health would have drastically deteriorated if he knew his trusted lawyer had been warming his wife's bed.” Instantaneously, as those words were muttered, Barrister Frederick’s saliva hung in his throat, his blood ran cold in horror, his breath ragged in terror. He could have sworn that no one knew about their so-called purported secrets. Within seconds hot sweat engrossed his forehead and decorated his guilty sinful face. In one of Michael’s an hour work breaks from the shopping mall. He returned home only to witness the forbidden affair at Mr. Charleston’s matrimonial bed but kept it unspilled to his ex-wife. Little did he know he'd need that sensitive information as part of his vengeful plan which he jotted down on his revenge script. “Please… Michael, please don't harm me. I'd do whatever you ask,” his hands gestured his pleading words while about to fall to his knees. “No! I don't need your knees on the floor. My revenge script wasn't written in such a manner. You'd sit on your malicious seat while I unleash fire to consume the despicable high table.” “Harm you? Oh no! It doesn't work like that. When I'm done with y'all. You'd wish you had committed suicide.” “I just got started and of course, you'll tell me all I must know,” he smoothly mouthed with an evil smug enthralled on his mystified face. “Please… I'll do all you need me to. Okay…I'll confess…We contracted those assassins to exterminate you. An hour later, they affirmed you had been executed,” he desperately stuttered, his hands snaked around his neck in anguish. They bashed into giggles with their teeth shining in profound contempt. “You’re currently being recorded, and we've got further evidence of your malicious gimmicks in an attempt on my life,” they unveiled a recording device and played it without hesitation, which echoed across the intense ambiance. Barrister Fredrick’s sensory organs slammed into numbness, his heart leaped into his throat. If he didn't know better he'd have thought he had been struck with a nightmare. “I'd advise you to pray or scream as loud as you can because what's about to hit you and your accomplices would be so hard that no one on the planet would save you all from my wrath!” He fearfully spoke out. “There's something I must tell you which is at hand,” he nervously mouthed, doing all he could to catch a glimmer of Michael's mercy. “You’ve got thirty seconds. Your time starts now.” “...with the influence of Marshall King, your ex-wife would be recognized with an endorsement deal as the new face of Kingstown Golden Telecommunications.” “But there's more to the upcoming event…”
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