"What are the police doing here?" Derek asked, confusion etched on his face.Before he could ask further questions, the door burst open and the police strode in. "Derek, you're under arrest," one of the officers announced, their handcuffs at the ready.Derek's eyes widened in shock. "What?! You can't be serious!" he exclaimed, but his protests were met with firm resistance.The officers handcuffed him swiftly and dragged him away, leaving him feeling humiliated and ashamed in front of his employees. Paul, called out, "I'll contact your lawyer, sir!" but Derek could only nod, his dignity stripped away.As the police car drove away, Derek demanded, "What is my offense?" But the officers remained silent."Answer me!" he barked, his anger rising."It's advisable to stay quiet, sir," one of the officers finally replied, their tone firm but calm.Derek scoffed, "Do you know who I am? I will get my lawyer and deal with all of you!" But his threats were met with silence.At the station, he w
Incarceration was the last thing he expected that day. From losing his company's shares, getting defeated by a mysterious Mr. Luther, now imprisonment. The transition of events was enough to make him crazy. How on earth did everyone and everything fight against him at the same time? Whoever was the new one of Beta World was a real monster and a powerful one.He had a feeling his woes were not just dealings of a bad day but carefully orchestrated by a big time hater. Even the banks? None of them could come to his rescue? He was not a defaulter so for the bank manager to ignore his call then he was sure there was someone spreading false information to destroy his good reputation.Nothing seemed to baffle him more than the fact that his lawyer was not present at this time. He looked at himself, he was stripped to his pants, he only had his singlets and boxers on. Even the chief whom he once knew behaved like he was some riffraff pulled out from the dump site. He was indeed tired of the h
“Derek did they hurt you? What happened? Why are you here?” Maya's voice echoed through out the first few minutes he was in the room. He sat still, the picture of Maya and Peter became more blurry as the seconds went by,he leaned back and fell backwards. The watchman immediately grabbed him up and poured some water on his head, resuscitating him. “Haeeeww!” He exhaled deeply as he came back to life. He kept mumbling some words rapidly until the watchman became confused. He strapped Derek to the chair to avoid a second occurrence then called for help. He moved his neck to his right weakly and let his tongue out. Peter was frightened to his bones while Maya kept tapping his checks rapidly shouting “don't die! Please wake up!”The Chief Police Officer came to the scene and saw Derek's situation. He started vibrating like an epileptic patient and immediately the Chief Police knew that his shenanigans we're just to deceive him. “Leave him alone! How long have you been with him?” He a
“You seemed not to be listening but actually you were. I'm glad we were able to reach a consensus. The Windsors and Derek, from the house of Jack are prominent figures in this society and this sort of mistake shouldn't repeat itself ever again.” Margaret bent her brow when her statement wasn't met with an answer.Maya winked at Derek and Derek smiled back, he was happy to be free again. Those few hours were tormentous, he knew that but he was able to think things through. He wouldn't have to rely on Peter to make this happen, he woke up with a plan.“Mrs. Windsors I have heard all you've said and will take note of that. “ The Chief Police Officer answered.“My son-in-law deserves an apology if we're not to take this any further. My daughter tells me you were given instructions from an unknown powerful man and we seek to know him. His name and an apology and you still get to keep your job.”“Very well Mrs. Windsors, I won't withhold such an important information. His name is Mr. Luther
A store where equipments of such kind was obviously rare but he had promised Derek, he couldn't be more disappointing than he already was. He checked his google map, there had to be one somewhere close by. He checked the price, more than a hundred dollars. The company could not afford to purchase one time useful items, he thought to himself. He knew it was a better option, to hire. He picked his phone and dialed a number, it rang.“Hello am I speaking to Wes.” Peter asked“Yeah man, this is Wes. You are?” Wes replied curiously.“Peter, Peter the funny guy at the club, friends with-“Oh oh, I remember, at the clubhouse, yeah?” Wes demanded.“Yes man. So how are you doing?” Peter asked“I'm good. Great to hear from you.” Wes replied disinterestedly.“It's been such a long time.” Peter continued.“I know you didn't call just to ask about my welfare so what can I do for you?” Wes asked candidly.“Now that you've asked, I need a periscope.” Peter requested softly, not following his frankn
Davin heaved a sigh of relief few minutes into the drive, “now we're safe!” He exclaimed.“Safe from what? As long as I know, there was no danger there, you were just being squeamish and insecure which is not good for your personality.” James said, arching his brow.“I'll have to stop you there! You'll not speak to me as you like. I had a premonition, the ancestors whispered to my ears and I had to act fast.” Davin reprimanded him immediately.“Okay, I'm sorry I disrespected you. I won't speak on this subject again.” James concluded and they rode home silently.***Derek couldn't function properly in the office. All he could think of was what the news would be like. He was so eager but he had to keep his hopes low because it was Peter. He may have made the new big but he made it even bigger. A call came in from his cellular and he picked.“Good evening sir, Am I speaking to Mr. Jack.” The voice over the phone asked.“Yes this is Derek Jack and you are?”“This is Mr. Robb speaking.”“O
He got into his office, he had administrative duties. He scanned through the files on his desks, it was too much to handle in a week and he still had to find out who the mysterious owner was. He took a bunch of files and stopped by the general office. He slammed files on desks of his subordinates and gave instructions before leaving. Obviously they were not happy but he's wasn't concerned, that was the only way to get things running smoothly or else he was going to burn out quickly.He got into his car and saw the periscope carton at the back. He rented it so he had to drop it off as quickly as he could before reaching her office. It was ten minutes past the official closure time, he had to hurry. Wes’ store would definitely closely later and besides the agreement was for a day, it wasn't up to twenty-fout hours so he felt liberated. He accelerated quickly to get to his destination and soon he was there. The first object in sight struck him hard and he became so joyous, he almost cri
The sun rose again indicating day break, a day where few humans would wake up and fewer will see the next sunrise. The contrasting beauty of the sun over the horizon and the Hunan's hostile nature made one wonder the splendor of the being who created all things. The blanket covered his knees and in his hand was a glass of white wine- a prelude to the breakfast he had already ordered. “Awe-inspiring, my ancestors had outdone themselves.” He said, gazing out of the window. The door bell rang, he came down and opened the door, it was James. He was quite anything Davin wanted him to be, a driver when he needed a ride, a delivery man when he needed food, a friend when he needed companionship. In all, James was a loyal and versatile servant.“I got you all you need for the week, I'm thinking you sent the list because you don't want to step out.” James said, dropping the items one by one.“Well said and very thoughtful of you to help out.” Davin acknowledged his assistance, “where are you
While Helen was at the cafeteria, she ordered for a bottle of water for Davin, then for herself she got coffee and sandwich which she had to eat there. She already felt tired and a little bit shaken by the travel they had taken to get all the way to the hospital, nevertheless she didn’t like hospital that much because it brought back memories of her past. While eating, Davin phone began to ring in her bag, he had given it to Helen to keep it safe in her bag. She had thought at first that it was one of Davin’s associates calling because of business but her thoughts were wrong when she brought out the phone from her bay to see that it was an unknown caller with no caller ID at all. It wasn’t her phone neither was it her call so she saw no reasons to pick up the call, her plans was to quickly finish up the sandwich and then head to the waiting room to give Davin his call, she resumed eating her sandwich will the phone kept ringing until it stopped ringing. There was no way of her kn
Helen and Davin both had unsaid words that lingered but they were most especially weighed down by Davin’s mother current situation. They sat at the waiting room quietly while Maya had excused herself to the cafeteria. The sedative were still kicking in Margrets’s blood stream as she slowly recovered from it, the sudden news of her sickness and then the transfer from one to hospital to another even made them question the severity of her sickness, was she deteriorating in health yet the doctors kept it a secret? Many thoughts ran through Davin’s mind, what did the nurse mean by she was only stable for a while? “Davin-I guess we should go eat something” “I am not hungry” Davin replied absentmindedly and then returning to his thought “You won’t seat there and tell me that-I won’t watch you keep thinking about thing you can’t change” Helen objected in a calm and soft way “I could changed all of this, by not allowing it to happen in the first place” Davin replied looking H
“Davin! Helen!” she called out, her voice loud enough to attract the attention of other visitors. “I heard about Mom. Is she okay?”“Maya,” Davin said, keeping his voice steady. “What are you doing here?”“I came to support my family,” she said, tilting her head slightly. “Isn’t that what family does?”Helen shot Davin a look, and he felt the tension rise between them. “Support?” he echoed, doubt lacing his tone. “Or to make sure everyone knows you’re here?”Maya laughed, a sound that felt more like a challenge. “Oh, come on. I know you’re not happy about my wedding plans, but can we not turn this into a competition? This is about Mom.”“Right. Let’s just focus on her,” Davin said, frustration boiling beneath the surface. “But don’t pretend that you aren’t looking for attention.”“Seriously, Davin?” Maya shot back, her voice sharp. “You think I’m here for a show? I’m worried about her too, you know.”“You have a funny way of showing it,” he replied, crossing his arms.“Enough,” Helen
Davin sat at the dinning table, a half-finished cup of coffee in front of him, flipping through a stack of paperwork from work. The morning sun streamed through the window, casting a warm glow, but a sense of unease gnawed at him. Just then, Helen burst into the room, her face a mix of urgency and concern.“Davin! We need to talk,” she said, her voice tight with anxiety.He looked up, instantly alert. “What’s wrong?”“It’s your mother. I just got a call from the hospital. She’s seriously ill,” Helen said, her words tumbling out in a rush. “They’re flying her out of Arctic City for specialized medication.”Davin’s heart sank. “What do you mean, ‘seriously ill’? What’s going on?”“They didn’t give me all the details, just that she needs immediate treatment,” Helen replied, her eyes brimming with concern. “They’re arranging a private jet to get her to the mainland for the best care.”“Why didn’t they call me?” he asked, rising from the table, the papers scattering as he stood.“I think t
As they finished their ice cream, Mia let out a satisfied sigh, her face smeared with chocolate and mint. Davin couldn’t help but chuckle at her delight. “You’ve got a bit of ice cream on your nose, kiddo,” he teased, reaching over with a napkin.Mia giggled, swiping at her nose with the back of her hand. “It’s part of the experience!” she declared with the seriousness of a gourmet critic. “Then I suppose I’m not allowed to clean you up,” Davin replied, exchanging a knowing glance with Helen. The sun shone brightly overhead, and the market was a riot of colors and sounds. Families milled about, vendors called out their wares, and the laughter of children filled the air. The moment felt suspended in time, a perfect snapshot of happiness that Davin wished could last forever.“Let’s take a stroll down by the river after this,” Helen suggested, finishing her ice cream. “I heard they have a small arts and crafts fair set up along the walkway.”“Great idea! Mia, what do you think?” Davin
The next morning, Davin stirred awake, his thoughts drifting back to the previous night’s adventures. He felt a warmth in his chest, a comforting reminder of the laughter and connection he had shared with Helen. As he stretched and yawned, he could hear the faint sounds of Mia playing in the backyard.After quickly showering and dressing, Davin made his way to the kitchen. The rich aroma of fresh coffee greeted him, and he poured himself a cup, savouring the first sip. Just then, Helen appeared, her hair tousled and eyes still sleepy.“Good morning, sleepyhead,” he said, a smile breaking across his face.“Good morning,” she replied, stifling a yawn. “Last night was amazing. I can’t believe how much fun we had.”“I know! We need to do that more often,” he said, taking another sip of coffee. “It was nice to reconnect.”Helen smiled, the warmth of his words wrapping around her like a cozy blanket. “So, what’s on the agenda for today? More adventures?”“Definitely! I thought we could take
It was weekend already and the sun dawned bright and sunny, reflecting its warm glow through the window as Davin awoke, feeling refreshed. After the previous evening’s eventful drive and the satisfying dinner with his family, he was eager to embrace the day and make it more eventful. He glanced over at Helen, still peacefully asleep, and smiled at how lucky she was.Once dressed, Davin tiptoed into the kitchen to make coffee. As the rich aroma filled the air, he thought about how to surprise Helen later. It had been a while since they had a proper date night, and he wanted to change that. He’d plan something special, just for them.After breakfast and a lively chat with Mia about her upcoming school project, Davin turned to Helen, who had just finished her coffee. “How about we have a date night tonight?” he suggested, a playful grin spreading across his face. “Just you and me.”Helen raised an eyebrow, intrigued. “Really? That sounds wonderful! But you know we can’t just leave Mia a
The evening air was cool as Davin drove home, the satisfaction of the day’s meeting still buzzing in his mind. He replayed the conversation with the senior management team, feeling a cautious optimism about the potential for change. But just as he was beginning to relax, a sudden jolt from behind interrupted his thoughts.He slammed on the brakes, heart racing. The sound of crunching metal filled the air. Davin glanced in the rearview mirror, realizing he had been rear-ended. He exited the car, already feeling the adrenaline coursing through him.As he stepped out, his heart sank when he recognized the sleek red Ferrari that had collided with his SUV. Emerging from the driver’s side was Derek, Mia’s boyfriend, his face twisted with anger.“What the hell!?” Derek shouted, his voice cutting through the evening calm. “Why would you let your driver bump into my car?”Davin’s driver, a calm and seasoned man named Richard, was already trying to de-escalate the situation. “I’m sorry, sir. It
The next day came with a feeling of its own. After the successful town hall meeting, he felt invigorated, ready to tackle the challenges ahead. Sunlight streamed through the window, illuminating the room and hinting at a promising day.As he made his way to the kitchen, the sounds of breakfast filled the air. Helen was already bustling about, preparing pancakes while Mia sat at the table, her homework spread out in front of her.“Good morning, family!” Davin announced, pouring himself a cup of coffee.“Good morning, Dad!” Mia replied, her head buried in her math workbook. “Can you help me with this problem? I’m really confused.”“Of course,” he said, moving to her side. “What’s stumping you?”“It’s this one about fractions,” she said, pointing at the page with a furrowed brow. “I don’t get how to add them.”Davin knelt beside her, explaining the process step-by-step. He loved these moments of connection, the way teaching Mia helped him solidify his own understanding of concepts. After