Grand pa Asher's breath normalized. He was still deep in a coma and needed a few more days before he woke up.
"What the hell just happened" Mandy was in shock. Her hands vibrated. She clasped them together to stay still. She couldn't imagine what would have happened if Declan hadn't come through.
"Wait Mandy... I can explain. He was going to be better from the antidote I gave him. We should have just waited a little longer "
"Wait, you say? He was going to die, Leo! He was losing so much blood!"
"It's not as bad as you think. I mean.... the blood you saw was the toxins flushing out of his body. I made him better. That last concoction wasn't necessary. This man right here just wants to take the glory of what I did!"
"You're unbelievable! I can't imagine I trusted you with his life."
"So you believe him over me now? He simply finished what I started. Yes! It was my antidote that made him better"
Declan was amused at Leo's Chicanery. He was a con and a master at it. He definitely did this to every one of his patients.
"It's about time, Leo" Declan stated calmly and they turned to him.
"About time for what!?"
"You kept your part of the deal."
Leo raised a brow in oblivion. Declan went and carried the jar of poison Leo had prepared. He poured some quantity into a cup and offered to Leo to drink it.
"You claim it's potent, don't you. I dare you to take a sip from your antidote"
Leo glared from the cup to Declan. Anxiety again flashed through his eyes.
"Why.... should I take an antidote? I'm hale and hearty. Isn't antidotes meant for those with ailments?"
Leo's Corny remark cracked Declan up. He was really good at what he did.
"But a deal is a deal doctor. And a decent man should always keep their part of the deal."
"Not when you took my Glory!" He turned to Mandy. "Tell this man to stay away from me!"
"Not until you take that poison you prepared for my Grandfather!" Mandy moved to Declan's side. They were a team now and Leo didn't like the look of it.
"My job here is done then. You both should have all the fun you want!"
He turned and intended to leave, but immediately turned back, baring a dart he had secretly brought out from his pocket and aimed it at Declan.
Declan was fast enough to sway Leo's arm away, taking the dart from him.
"You're indeed the devil himself" Declan grunted, furious. The dart contained a deadly poison. Leo wanted him dead too. He blocked Leo's way before he could escape.
"There's no way out fella. We still have unfinished business. You either take your poison or I will break your evil hands with which you prepare your evil portions."
"No... no.... you can't do that. Don't you dare!"
"It's too late now."
"No.... You don't know me. I'm well connected, ask around. I can crush your life into pieces in my palms like a nut. Just in a matter of seconds. Don't you dare lay hands on me!"
Declan had a sneer on his face. He enjoyed the show and was about to make it more interesting. Slowly, he moved closer to Leo, step after step. Leo continued to blab but moved backwards while at it. He took another step back and his back hit a table.
The sneer on Declan's face depended and it terrified Leo the more. He was like the devil.
"No Declan.... please.... don't do this, I beg you. What happened.... was a mistake.... I did it before and it worked"
"It did?" Declan raised a brow questionably.
"Not quite.... well"
"Oh... now you admit to it. That's all I needed to hear."
"I'm sorry... please don't— I...."
Declan had had an ear full. He instantly grabbed Leo's hand and twisted it ruthlessly. The arm cracked and broke. Leo wailed and fell to the ground, raining curses on Declan.
"I swear you will pay for this! All of you must pay!" Leo cried as he ran off.
Declan wasn't moved by Leo's threats. He simply wiped his hands with a napkin.
"Thank you...." Mandy spoke. Her voice was tiny and sorry.
"Don't thank me. I just needed to save him"
"I.... I'm sorry. Yeah. Just sorry." Her head dropped in sincerity but embarrassed.
Declan ignored her and moved to the bed. Her grandfather was stable and his breathing was alright. But Declan could tell he was slowly dying. They needed to find the real cure to the poison as soon as possible.
"Find out who your grandfather last dined with before he fell ill."
"That was me. Why?"
"Then find out who approached and poisoned him"
Mandy's forehead molded in a frown. She intended to say something but a call came in. She checked her pocket and stopped when Declan brought out his phone.
"Yes?" He moved aside, away from earshot.
"Save me... please come to me," May's weak voice cried into his ears.
"May... Are you alright? Tell me where you are right now!"
May didn't say another word to Declan and his worry skyrocketed. "May! May!" He screamed into the phone before the call dropped. He tried to call her back but her phone was suddenly switched off. "What's up with May? Is everything alright?" Mandy tried to hold down Declan, concern plastered all over her face. "I don't know what's up with her. She's definitely not fine from the way she sounded, now her phone is switched off. I need to get to her right away. " He picked up his jacket and dashed off immediately."Wait! The herb...." Mandy called after him. His medical herb she found was in a box somewhere in the room. She tried to get it out and hand it to him."I will come pick it up later." ***May laid on her back, staring emptily at the ceiling. Her eyes were drowsy and everything around her appeared in twos. Some even in threes. She made to get up but fell back on the bed. Her head hurt like hell and she felt like throwing up. She was in a hotel room that belonged to Nathan W
Declan looked at the men before him, fifteen of them. They were all in dark shades and their faces were expressionless "Step back!" One of them ordered again. Declan assumed he was their leader. Declan's fist clenched at his effrontery. They were wasting his time and that was enough to piss him off. "Where is she?" He relaxed his fist and asked casually. He was going to ask them just once. "Leave now while we're still nice" The leader warned, shoving one side of his blazer open to flash a black pistol. Declan smirked. It's been a while since he got challenged. He looked at all of their fifteen faces and already knew how to handle them. They outnumbered him, but he undoubtedly outmatched them. In a split second, Declan moved swiftly and grabbed the leader by his neck with his left elbow before he knew it. His right hand pressed the leader's gun on his head. "One move from any of you and he would be as gone as yesterday" Declan warned the other subordinates whose guns point
Declan instantly recognized her voice. It was May. What have they done to her? He was terrified at the possibility that they had harmed her. His heart pounded in his chest as he approached the door. "May! May!" He called her name, banging on the door but no answer. The door was locked from the inside but it didn't stop him. This door was stronger than the rest. He continued to bang on it, to at least get a reaction from in there. To be sure she was okay. His fears intensified the same way his energy surged at the moment. Without a rethink, he moved back and kicked the door open in one attempt. What he met in the room was worse than he imagined. May was lying unconscious on the bed stack naked.... alone. "May..."He called. He approached her then paused. May was covered in blood, in her own blood and was unconscious. She had hit her head on the bed frame when she was fighting off Nathan and he threw her back on the bed. The sharp edge of the bed had torn her skull.
Nathan fixed a cold stare at Declan. His eyes were clouded with detest and pain and a deep frown marred his forehead. Declan returned the gesture with a daring glare. His mouth was curved in a smirk, a proof that he enjoyed every bit of gloat exuding from Nathan. His eye darted to the bed on hearing a wince. "May...." he had almost forgotten about her state. He moved to the bed and held her up."You're awake?...." He plastered a kiss on her forehead and lifted her into his arms. He looked down at her, his eyes saying every emotion his mouth cannot. He cursed under his breath and took her away. At the hallway Clara stood with Ashley, waiting. They heard footsteps approach and turned to see Declan with May in his arms. "Give her back!" Clara scowled, standing in his way. She was surprised at May's condition but didn't let it show. Her interest at that moment was to get her away from Declan. "Move from my way" Declan ordered with a tight jaw. His hoarse voice was cold and stern. He
Declan's eye lifted to her face, his empty gaze fixed on her. Mandy almost regretted why she asked before Declan blinked and spoke up. "You know...." he paused, biting his words. "I need it for the same reason everyone else needs a herb, to cure and ailment." He shrugged and lifted an empty glass to cheers in the air. His choice of words was well picked doing little or nothing to feed Mandy's curiosity. She bit her lower lip while she peered at him. "Okay then. Maybe what actually happened out there with May earlier will be an easier thing to tell. I mean I can't help asking, considering how you look" Her hands and eyes ogled him from head to toe as she spoke. Declan chuckled lightly at the expression on her face. "There's nothing to tell, you know. May was just in—" "Trouble and you went to help her out and she's safe now. I already know that much. Tell me more. What was really the problem and how did you end up like this?" She sipped from her juice glass and cocked it at De
May's eyes opened to a blurry view of the ceiling above her. She blinked lazily trying to make sense of where she was. She squinted her eyes in recognition of her bedroom space, fully conscious. She groaned when she tried to sit up. Her head was really hurting and her body was sore. "You're awake? Thank goodness." Clara walked into the room towards her. "Mom?" May whispered on hearing her mom's voice. "It's me darling, your mom is here" Clara sat above May's head on the bed, taking her pale hands in hers, giving it a light squeeze. "What happened? Where's he?" May looked around frantically, her fear showing. Her memory slowly recollected the incident with Nathan and it creeped her skin. "He's gone, my darling. You're safe now. Your mom saved you from that monster." Clara squeezed her hand reassuringly with wet eyes. She brought May into her arms and hugged her tight. May clung to her mom with everything in her. Memories with Nathan earlier flash through her mind and she
May woke up the next morning, not feeling her best but definitely better than she felt the previous day. She had a long day ahead and definitely shouldn't be in bed. She arrived at Lucien Enterprise premises later at noon and stood before the glass skyscraper building where everything in Lucien's name is created. She had always admired their ethics and work style. Lucien was one of the companys she drew inspiration from when she newly took up her grandfather's business. Too bad some individuals have almost wiped away the last drop of admiration she bore for the company. She stepped into the building and headed straight to the administrative floor. She was there for Nathan and nothing would stop her from meeting with him and tackling to the last, whatever was left hanging between them. "Is he in?" May asked Nathan's secretary casually. One may think she has the best relationship with him. She wore dark shades for perfect disguise. The petite lady in her late twenties looked up
He turned to enter his car and with a nod signal from the men's leader, they all attacked Declan. Declan grabbed the first man by his right and twisted his hand in a second, prompting a yelp cry from his throat. Two men leaped on him from behind and he fly kicked them down, his leg breaking the intricate part of their throat. Their hands clung to their neck as they coughed out blood. Declan looked around at the last three men standing, aside their leader. The men slowly bounced up to him with clenched fist ready to throw punch at any chance. In a split second, Declan took them down in a low spin kick. He pressed his leg on one of the men's neck with his face curved in a smirk. The leader scowled. He glared at Declan and at his men all down and badly hurt. His chest moved up and down in rage, his clenched first growing pale from the tightness. With a whistle blow, he hopped into his car leaving his men to scamper their way in before they zoomed off. "Tell your master to come