Mello tried to fight it but couldn't as the tears welled up in his eyes as his father called his name.As Mello drew closer, he studied Mello's face intently, as if trying to decipher a puzzle. It was clear that they had never met before, but there was something so strong that drew him in.Mello sat beside him and forcefully wiped his tears with his hand while gnashing his teeth.He had told himself to stop showing any from of weakness.He dropped his legs down and sat well."Mello," he began, his voice firm yet tinged with a hint of emotion, "I need to tell you something important."Mello's heart quickened with anticipation, his eyes fixed on his father's face, searching for any clues to the impending revelation."I've made a decision," Mr Buster continued, his tone resolute. "I'm here to stay, for good and for you."The words hung in the air, sinking in as Mello processed the magnitude of his father's announcement. He couldn't believe what he was hearing – after years of absence and
" it's detective Jeremy speaking and there's something I'll need you to see."the voice aired over the phone.Mello's brows furrowed." Where are you at the moment?" Mello asked, sensing the urgency in his voice." At your residence in Dally valley. It is very important, are you available?"the voice came again.Mello turned to Ana and nodded." I'll be there in a minute" he said and dropped the call.Mello turned to Ana whose face was etched with sadness when she realized he was leaving " I'll be back soon, I'll call Reece to join you here" he said and got up, exiting the room He got out and entered his limousine." Take me to my place at Dally Valley " he said to the driver who only nodded and drove out.As Mello's limousine glided through the streets toward his destination.Mello placed a call to Kelan.The call rang for some minutes before disconnecting which made Mello concerned."It's the first time Kelan didn't pick his call, was something wrong?" Mello muttered to himself, his
Mello's throat went dry at the thoughts.He doesn't want to believe what his mind just processed.Just then, Deya walked in with a tray of bottled water in her hands.She walked to Mello who stood perplexed in front of the feeds, his thoughts rummaging within him." Here's your water, Sir" She said and Mello took it unconsciously, his eyes still on the monitors and she slowly left.He opened it and tried gulping the content when he realized the water was a little greenish.It was not something, someone would see easily unless they looked closely.He dropped it, curiousity etched on his face." Mera, Jeremy, you have to see this" he said and they came close.He handed the water to Mera who picked her microscope and examined the water." Did you add anything to the water" Mera asked as she examined the waterMello shook his head." Then how come the color is different and the water also have a strong odour ", She said. "But it looked okay to me. Tell me, what are you implying, Mera "
As the evening sun began its descent, casting warm hues across the opulent bedroom of Michael's apartment.Deya Barnes stirred awake in the luxurious bed she slept on. Her head throbbed with the remnants of last night's revelry, the memories of laughter and clinking glasses at the bar flooding back. She blinked, her eyes adjusting to the dimly lit room adorned with luxurious furnishings.With a groan, Deya sat up, her hand instinctively reaching for the bedside table where a glass of water awaited her parched throat. As she sipped, fragments of the previous night's events replayed in her mind like a blurry film. She remembered the taste of alcohol on her lips, the crashing sound of the ocean waves, and the feeling of sand on her legs.Yet, amidst the haze of memories, there was a growing unease. She recalled little details of conversations, fleeting glances exchanged with mysterious figures, and a sense of disorientation that lingered even in her dreams. Deya frowned, her thoughts s
(Same day)It was a cold night when Kelan stumbled upon the first clue to Sir Ren's secret business dealings. And as the city dimmed under the blanket of dusk, Kelan paced the dimly lit alleyway of the sea port, waiting anxiously for his informant. The flickering street lamp casted eerie shadows, adding to the tension that coiled in his chest.He checked his phone and saw it was dead, recalling his conversation with Mello earlier.He wondered what was happening over there with him.As he drowned himself in thoughts and took deep breath of the salty breeze mingling with the scent of diesel and decay. The distant hum of ship engines slowly taking him out of his thoughts.Footsteps echoed against the damp pavement, and Kelan's spy emerged from the darkness, his face obscured by the hood of his jacket. "Kelan, I've got news," he whispered urgently, glancing around nervously with his breath forming in the chilly night airKelan leaned in, his pulse quickening with anticipation. "What is i
Micheal sat at his desk that morning, a contented smile on his face as he reminisced about the previous day's events with Deya. Thoughts of her brought a sweet warmth to his heart, and he couldn't help but smile as he worked on his computer.They had fun, played and joked all through their time together.He couldn't shake the image of her leaving that morning, her playful smirk and her slight peck on his cheek igniting a sweet warmth in him.Just as he was fully immersed in his work, the door to his office swung open, and Kelan hurried in, his expression tense."What's wrong?" Micheal asked, noticing the urgency in Kelan's movements as he quickly made his way to a chair and sat down.Kelan took a deep breath, his eyes darting around the room before settling on Micheal. "I know about the missing funds," he blurted out, his voice barely above a whisper.Michael's heart skipped a beat, his smile fading as shock washed over him. "How... how do you know?" he asked, his voice tinged with dis
The atmosphere was tense as the shareholders gathered in the sleek, modern boardroom, murmuring amongst themselves as they awaited the arrival of the president.Confusion lingered in the air, evident in the furrowed brows and exchanged glances."I wonder what this meeting is about," one shareholder whispered to another, their voices hushed with anticipation."I have no idea. It must be something important for the President to call for a meeting urgently like this," came the reply, tinged with curiosity.Finally, the door swung open.And As Mello entered the grand hall,the atmosphere shifted and a hush fell over the hall.He stepped up to the podium, his presence commanding attention.His guards followed closely behind him, their presence a silent reassurance of authority and In his hand, he clutched the evidence Kelan had sent him, the key to the purpose of the meeting.. Among the several faces seated, Kelan and Michael were already seated, their expressions a mix of curiosity and app
Mello stood tall, his expression stern yet satisfied, as he watched the disgraced shareholder being escorted out of the building by security. The weight of his decision hung heavy in the air, but he knew it was necessary to protect the integrity of the company." this marks the end of this meeting," he said and began to walk down the podium and the shareholders all stood and bowed in response.As he turned to leave the hall, he was met by Kelan and Michael, both wearing expressions of admiration and respect. Kelan, with a firm handshake and a congratulatory pat on the back, spoke first."Great job, president! That was a tough call, but you handled it with grace and precision," Kelan said, his voice filled with genuine admiration.Michael nodded in agreement, a proud smile on his face. "Absolutely, Mello. Your dedication to upholding our company's values is truly commendable. This sends a clear message that we won't tolerate any wrongdoing."Mello nodded in appreciation, grateful for t
Just then, the warehouse doors swung open with a bang, and Mello rushed in, his steps quick and full of purpose. His eyes locked onto Sir Ren's, unflinching."Malcolm, what is so important?" Mello said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. His sudden appearance left Sir Ren stunned, unable to mask his shock. How did Mello manage to bypass his guards so easily?"What... what are you doing here?" Sir Ren snarled, anger twisting his features as he tried to regain his composure.Mello simply smiled, that infuriating calm spreading across his face, as if he knew something Sir Ren didn't. That smile was enough to make Sir Ren hiss with frustration, realizing he was surrounded by evidence that could incriminate him.Panic flickered across Sir Ren's face, his eyes darting to the drugs and documents scattered around. "Shit! Everybody clear out! Move! Gun him down, now!" Sir Ren screamed, his voice cracking with desperation as he reached for his men.But before he could finish his order, the room s
As Mello drove away, the lights from his father's mansion grew smaller in the rearview mirror until they disappeared entirely. His jaw was clenched tight, muscles tense, as his mind raced with the weight of everything he’d just faced. The meeting had been more painful than he’d imagined, more personal than he had wanted it to be. But there was no room for regret now.He took a deep breath, his fingers drumming impatiently against the steering wheel. This was the last step of the plan, the final confrontation that would bring everything together. Yet, in the back of his mind, a whisper of doubt gnawed at him—would his father really let him go through with this? Or was there another twist waiting in the shadows?As he drove through the dimly lit streets, his phone buzzed on the passenger seat. He hesitated, glancing at the screen. It was a message from Zach.**"All set on my end. Sir Ren’s warehouse is under close watch. Your move now. Make it count."**Mello’s eyes narrowed, the resolv
Mello smiled politely as he rose from the plush leather chair. “Thank you, President,” he said, his tone measured, careful not to let the adrenaline that still pulsed through his veins leak into his voice.He turned to leave, but before he could take more than a step, Sir Asher’s voice stopped him. “It’s late, Mello. Why don’t you stay here tonight? Get some rest.”Mello paused, his back to the man, and allowed a moment of consideration to pass. The offer was laced with something more—an unspoken test. Was this an olive branch, or was it bait? Either way, he couldn’t stay.He smiled, glancing over his shoulder. “I’m a man of time, and unfortunately, I don’t have much to spare at the moment. I appreciate the offer, though.”Sir Asher studied him for a second, then gave a curt nod. “Very well,” he replied, his face expressionless, though the calculating gleam in his eyes hadn’t faded.Mello turned and headed for the door, walking with an air of calm composure, though every nerve in his
As Mello left Sir Nerio’s residence, he couldn't shake the feeling of betrayal hanging over him like a storm cloud. His father’s silence over the years suddenly made sense, and he felt a mix of anger and disappointment rising in his chest. But he pushed those emotions aside; he had a mission to complete.The ride to Sir Asher’s estate was long, giving Mello time to strategize. He needed to gather more evidence, and he couldn’t let his father’s involvement cloud his judgment. When he finally arrived, the sight before him was nothing short of overwhelming.The estate loomed like a fortress, sprawling over vast acres with manicured lawns, fountains, and elaborate sculptures. It looked more like a city than a home. Mello stepped out of his car, taking a moment to adjust his suit, ensuring he looked every bit the part of a powerful player in this high-stakes game.As he approached the entrance, two guards stood at attention, their eyes scanning him with a mix of suspicion and curiosity. He
Mello settled into the plush booth, his heart pounding as he faced Sir Nerio. The Prime Minister looked polished and composed, as expected, but Mello knew beneath that facade lay a man tangled in a web of corruption. “Let’s skip the pleasantries,” Mello began, his tone firm and unwavering. “I’m not here to exchange small talk. I know about your dealings with Sir Ren.”Sir Nerio feigned confusion, raising an eyebrow. “What dealings? I’m not sure what you’re talking about, Mello. You must be mistaken.”Mello couldn’t help but smirk at the Prime Minister’s naivety. “Mistaken? Really? I have video evidence of you in a room full of drugs, discussing shipments with Sir Ren.” He pulled out his phone, swiping through the screens until he found the video. He pressed play, and the room filled with the sound of laughter echoing from the screen.The footage showed Sir Ren and Sir Nerio, surrounded by piles of drugs, their faces illuminated by the dim lights of the room. The two men leaned in clo
Mello felt a surge of realization wash over him. No wonder his father had never interfered with Sir Ren's dealings all these years. The weight of his father’s choices settled heavily in his gut. Even though Mr. Buster had the power to quench Sir Ren's operations, he never did. The truth was painfully clear: Sir Ren had something on him, some past dealings and evidence that kept him silent.Mello clenched his jaw, anger bubbling beneath the surface. His father, a man he had respected, was ensnared in a web of deceit, trapped by his own mistakes. It was infuriating to think that the very person who should have been a protector had chosen to align with a monster out of fear.The room was still, the atmosphere thick with tension. Mello looked at his team, their faces a mix of concern and determination. He couldn’t let this betrayal distract him. He had a mission to accomplish.“Alright, let’s focus,” he said, forcing his voice to remain steady. “So, any update on Sir Vane?” Mello asked,
As the evening shadows stretched across the sky, Mello felt a surge of impatience. He couldn’t wait any longer. Something inside him gnawed at his sense of urgency.He turned to Lisa, who was resting beside him. “I’ve got to go,” he said softly, brushing a kiss against her forehead. Before she could protest or ask him to stay, Mello was already on his feet, leaving her with just a glance.In the living room, he pulled out his phone and dialed Kelan. His voice was steady, but there was a quiet intensity beneath it. “Kelan, gather the team. We’re meeting at the hideout. It’s time.”There was a brief pause on the other end before Kelan answered, “We’ll be ready.”Mello ended the call, his mind racing. Tonight would set everything in motion.Mello slipped into his car, the engine purring to life as he pulled out of the driveway. The city lights flickered in the distance, but his mind was elsewhere, focused on the task ahead. The weight of the evidence he’d seen gnawed at him—the video of
Mello lay in bed, his thoughts racing. The room was quiet now; Kelan and Lisa had gone to the doctor to finalize his discharge. He rubbed his temples, trying to make sense of everything. The previous night still haunted him, but it also fueled his determination.Suddenly, the phone beside him rang. It wasn’t his. He glanced at the unknown number flashing on the screen, instinct telling him to answer. Hesitating for a moment, he placed the call on speaker."Hope it didn’t hurt much," a familiar voice chuckled through the speaker. It was Zach, his tone mocking yet amused.Mello couldn’t help but laugh. "You’re crazy, but I’ve got to hand it to you, it was a brilliant plan."Zach’s laughter followed. "That means you owe me, you know, for boosting your fame and making you the talk of the town overnight."Mello smiled, recalling how close he came to losing everything. "When I nearly died last night? Yeah, thanks for that.""It was just a light knockout. You’re still here, right?" Zach’s gr
the next morning When Mello opened his eyes, he found himself in a room full of people, all watching him with worried expressions. Their whispers filled the air. "He's awake," someone said softly.Disoriented, Mello rubbed his eyes and saw Kelan and Lisa standing nearby, their faces pale with fear. He slowly sat up in bed, feeling a dull ache in his head. "What's going on?" he asked, his voice groggy.Kelan motioned for the others to leave, and soon it was just the three of them in the room. Lisa, sitting by his side, took his hand and spoke " thank God" Mello stared at her, trying to process what had happened. Mello blinked slowly, trying to piece together what had happened. His body felt heavy, his mind foggy. He looked down at Lisa, who was resting her head on his legs, her silent tears soaking into the blanket. The weight of her words sank in, but they felt distant, like an echo from a dream."Attacked?" he muttered, still rubbing his temple. His eyes flickered over to Kelan