Jake paced around his living room as he checked the time with his Rolex wristwatch. He sighed for the umpteenth time as he glanced at the stairs occasionally. Jake was waiting for Zara to come down so they could go together for the dinner party. He wondered what was delaying her from coming.“Zara was never like this.” He muttered bitterly before sighing once more.” Why did I have to invite professionals to get her dressed? She could have done it on herself and we might probably be at the event hall, greeting people by now.” Jake continued grumbling.After a while, the people who had helped Zara with her dress came down and bowed slightly In Front of Jake.“Sorry to keep you waiting, Miss Zara is ready and will be down in the next few minutes.” One of them spoke and Jake Frowned.“It's almost 9 and we are supposed to be there at 7! I invited you both by 5 to get her ready before 7. Was two hours not enough? You used a total of 4 hours!” Jake expressed his displeasure and they bowed t
CHAPTER 68“Good day ladies and gentlemen, I welcome you to this Dinner party, the first of its kind under the power and authority of Mr. Jake Robinson. The chairman of the C&C Global Company Ltd. I remain your host for today, Stan.” The host started and everyone clapped with a smile.“Thank you… thanks for the applause, this little man appreciates such gestures. Today isn't a day to be sad, but rather a day to rejoice. Everyone should eat their fill. It's quite strange that there aren't many stewards available in the hall, probably they are bringing in something. But be rest assured, there are lots to eat and drink.” Stan continued and everyone clapped cheerfully.Jake Gazed at Stan and tried signaling him to come down from the stage. There was trouble, too bad he had thrown his phone away, he could have texted Stan… “Shit!” Jake groaned in frustration. Zara glanced around, searching for the terrorist he saw.“I see no terrorists around. What are you talking about?” Zara asked, in
Zara had heard the first gunshot and was gripped in fear, She was worried and wanted to know what was going on. She dabbed her wet eyes with the back of her palm as she sniffed. Has anyone been shot? Were they gasping for their last breath? Was everyone covered in the pool of Their blood? Jake?As these thoughts pushed into Zara's heart, more tears rolled down her cheeks. She desperately wanted to know what was happening. But how would she be able to know if she was stuck here? Jake had told her to lock the door and shouldn't open it until he knocked twice. What if he doesn't come?She glanced at the window Jake told her to escape from and began crying silently. How was she supposed to escape knowing fully well that Jake and the rest were trapped in the hall?Suddenly, she heard a squeaky sound and then a creature ran past her leg. Just as she was about to scream, she covered her mouth and breathed frantically.She hated rats and was also scared of them. She wondered how many rats li
Sheikh Akmed touched the Golden items, he placed the gun on the table as he raised the cup made of pure gold to the ray of light. “This real gold.” He stated and his men rushed in to confirm. Jake sighed in relief as he glanced at the real door Zara was in. He didn't want the sheik to suspect that anyone was in either of the doors beside the stage. The Apache sheik was currently the place where valuables are kept while the place where Zara was, was the place where old items are kept.He hoped Zara had found her way outside. He wondered what was taking the cops so long, he had told his uncle to call General Ismael Larryson too. For a moment, he regretted ever collecting Zara's phone. He could have given her so she could make some calls too. Now it was too late. He glanced around the place he threw his phone and sighed in relief, it was still intact.Sheikh finally came out of the room with a lot of gold that even the guests gasped in surprise. Jake likewise didn't know lots of valua
Mr Gabriel was currently in the living room watching the 10 pm news when suddenly the reporter relayed the breaking news. At first, he didn't want to pay attention but after the reporter began elaborating on the issue, he began having his doubts.“Max max!” He called his son who was sulking in the room because his Dad chased him away to read his books. “Now he needs my help after scolding me.” Max grumbled as he walked slowly to the living room.” Here I am.” He spoke nonchalantly.“Come over here, come take a look at this…” Mr Gabriel summoned his son who reluctantly sat beside him.Max watched the News and glanced at his Father in confusion. How was he supposed to understand what they were talking about?“Terrorists are currently in a hotel. They're holding everyone hostage.” Mr Gabriel explained. “Ohh, That's scary. What's the government doing about it?” Max asked absentmindedly.“Why are you acting this way? The hotel belongs to the Robinsons… and Jake and Zara went to one of th
Mr Osman and Mrs Rosalie paced outside the hotel room waiting for the army to rescue the hostages. Suddenly, they sighted the terrorist being bundled and handcuffed by the cops as they led them to their van. Mrs Rosalie sighed in Victory and anticipated her children to come out. Truthfully, she had been quite relieved that it was Jake who was the only casualty and not any of her kids. When she couldn't wait any longer, she decided to go inside and confirm for herself and Mr Osman held her back.“One more thing.” He began and Mrs Rosalie looked at him in confusion.” If anyone asked where you were, tell them you were tied in the kitchen together with the stewards. And if they asked you what you were doing there, tell them you wanted to get a drink and you guys were suddenly attacked.” Mr Osman concluded and Mrs Rosalie smiled.“You're such a smart sweetheart.” She spoke sweetly to him and Mr Osman smiled before releasing her hands. He watched her go and sighed deeply. Now he just had t
Jake had gained consciousness a few hours before Zara arrived. Although, when he opened his eyes, there was no one in his room nor did the nurses come to check on him. His hands were weak and his throat was dry making it difficult to speak or do anything. At first, he was confused about his environment but when the scenes of last night Chao played in his head, he realized why he was in the hospital. His eyes stayed on his chest as he looked at it. He felt that area tightened by bandages and couldn't see it clearly due to the hospital gown he was wearing. Not only that but his hands were too heavy to be lifted. After a while of darting his eyes around, he fell asleep due to the Anesthesia administered to him before the surgery. The moment Zara came in, he felt her presence but couldn't open his eyes since his body was still asleep. He had waited for a while for his body to stand, and what we call good timing was when Zara confessed how much she loved him
In Osman Robinson's residence…Mr Osman Robinson was currently in his study sitting on his chair. His eyes focused on the tiny bottle in his hands as he rolled, reading the brand slowly. “Did it work?” He mumbled as he shook the half-empty liquid bottle. Furthermore, he was placed down and punched on his system. “A few months of paralysis? They didn't give a specific month.” He noted with a frown on his face.” At least he's going to stay there for a month or two.” He chuckled.Suddenly, he poured the liquid into a bin and threw the bottle too. But not before removing the brand. No one must know what he had done. Not even Rosalie.Initially, Mr Osman went to visit Jake immediately after he got home. This was the opportunity and chance for him to completely wipe anything that would remind him of his late brother. Although he didn't have the intention of killing Jake, he wanted him to stay unconscious for a long time. At Least, o