Mr Rogers smiled and decided to add to the intensity of the situation He stood up and slowly spoke. " And let's not forget about the shopping mall project ongoing in New York. It's been days and no news has been heard which make me think it is safe to call it a fail. And thinking about it now, you have always failed us one way or the other , and yet you still want us to dive headfirst into this catastrophe with you? No, that's cruel, Mello." He said and some of the investors seem to agree with him. " Yes, yes, he's right. The shopping mall project has been on hold exceeding the stipulated time and all he ever came up with was excuses for more time, as for me, I cant fall for this trick again, I hope he doesn't deceive you guys again " Another said. " Yeah" few of the investors chorused. Esther got up when she couldn't endure their hurtful words again. " Even if you all are heartless, is there a need to show it? We should all be looking for a way forward here not criticizing
All through the drive, Esther's gaze never left Mello.He seemed bold and no single iota of fear could be detected in his eyes.Everyone knew how dangerous Sir Ren was and it troubled her to see Mello is going over to confront him.She quietly prayed in her mind for everything to turn out wellSoon the car arrived at a large opulent building and stopped.The outside may look beautiful and calm but Esther wondered what kind of cruelty may be going on inside its wall due to it's occupants.Esther quickly rushed down to join Mello who was already out of the carShe kept using her hand to cover her face to protect her eyes from the hot sun but Mello seemed to care less.He just kept staring at the building before him with strong intensity.Mello smiled on inspecting the surroundings.There were guards stationed at each key points of the building heavily armed. It was a befitting place for such an evil character.It made Mello smile to himself before proceeding to walk in.Esther tried to
" Yes, " Sir Ren nodded calmly, even though his eyes betrayed a hint of unease.Mello smiled bitterly, his anger simmering just beneath the surface.As the tension thickened in the room,they locked eyes, each exuding an air of authority, neither of them refusing to back down.Mello remained composed, the seriousness in his face making it hard for anyone to detect what was going on in his mind.A moment of silence hung in the air before Sir Ren's voice finally came up again "Fine. I took him. But what are you going to do about it? You can't touch me, Mello."Just then, a young man came from behind to stand beside Sir Ren, his body was adorned with tattoos and his head was concealed by a mask, leaving only his piercing eyes visible.He was clothed in black sweatshirt and rugged jeans.He gave out an annoying laughter and turned to Sir Ren.Sir Ren turned to the man with a nod, his expression unreadable. "Ah, Sean, you're here," The masked man bowed slightly " I've taken care of everyt
" What about Kelan? " Esther asked after her mind was settled."Leave that for me to worry about, okay?" Mello smiled, and she nodded.Mello looked at his phone and smiled to himself.Esther watched in amazement. He kept acting strangely, staring at his phone for minutes with a smile. She wanted to ask but it was clear he wasn't ready to share anything yet which made her not to."I have to see Dad," he quickly mumbled to himself, raising his head."Hmm, you were saying?" Esther asked." Nevermind " He smiled and turned to the driver. "Take me to Mr. Buster.""Yes, sir," the driver answered, making an instant turnaround." make a stop at Ashley Suites and hotels, we have to drop Esther, she's need to rest" Mello said and returned his gaze to her " you have to return, it is getting late already, okay" he smiled and she nodded with a smile that was not from her heart.she didn't feel like leaving him all to himself at all.soon Mello started sending texts and making calls. Esther watch
" Baker!! Gather my private army and attack Sir Ren immediately without delay!!" Mr Buster shouted and started coughing." No dad, you have to take it easy. You know you are not fully healed."Mr Buster held his chest painfully and stared at Mello" what did you mean, Mello? He deserves death!! " He said and coughed again." Dad, I have a plan " " Excuse us for now" Mr Buster said and Mr Baker gently strolled out without a word.Mr Buster returned his gaze on Mello." What do you mean?""I'm sure you also heard about the hospital scandal. There's only three days to make everything go right, and I don't want any mistakes, Father," Mello said, his gaze hardened.Mr. Buster nodded in agreement. He had heard about the news and was planning something in secret to counter it. He had tried locating its source but had received no updates from his intelligence officers so far. The issue had become a headache for him, and he was exerting every power he had to rectify the situation.He had also
As the car moved, Mello relaxed his head,thinking.The driver was playing a soft countryside music but he paid little attention to it.It was late in the night and only a few cars were spotted as the car sped along the empty road.They were heading to the airport to see Ana.He had placed a call to Ana when he was still with Esther earlier that afternoon that she should travel over to Los Angeles for a secret meeting. He wanted to see her because he believed she had some information he needed and to take the time to see the sister he had missed dearly.And based on his calculations, she should be at the Airport by now, lodged in the airport hotel, waiting for him.He checked his phone for any message from her and found nothing.He tried calling her but her phone wasn't connecting.It got him worried to a great extent." How many minutes left?" He said to the driver." The map indicates we'll get there soon, Sir." Mello took a deep breath and leaned backward, staring at the dark sky
Sean's gaze locked onto Jeremy's, a battle of wills playing out in the silent room. "Your move, detective," he said softly, the challenge clear.Jeremy's mind raced, searching for a way to defuse the situation. He knew that one wrong move could spark a full-scale confrontation. He took another deep breath, his eyes never leaving Sean's. "Let's talk, Sean. Just you and me. No one else needs to get involved."Sean raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "Talk? Seems like the cliche that happens in action movies " He waved a hand dismissively. "Very well, detective. Let's see what you have to say."The tension in the hall was heavy and both parties were on high alert.Jeremy took a little step forward again and it ignited a surge in the dominating tension. "Everyone, hold your positions. We don't need to escalate this. We are all here to play, aren't we"A firm voice cut through the airEveryone turned to the figure walking in, his presence commanding immediate attention. Jeremy's eyes widened a
As the clash broke out, Jeremy's focus was on keeping his team safe while attempting to apprehend Sean. But as the breakout continued, more and more thugs began to pour into the room, overwhelming his team. The sheer number of Sean's men quickly became apparent."Damn it," Jeremy muttered under his breath, his eyes scanning the hall. The thugs seemed endless, a relentless wave of black hoodies and menacing weapons. It was clear now: this was a carefully orchestrated ambush."Everyone, we need to move! Fall back!" Jeremy shouted over the chaos, signaling his team to retreat.His team began to pull back, fighting their way toward the exit. Jeremy covered their retreat, his eyes darting around, assessing the situation. He saw Sean's mocking grin and Sir Ren’s cold gaze."Move, move!" Jeremy urged, pushing his team toward the doors. The thugs pursued, relentlessly and aggressive. Jeremy’s fury burned hot, but he knew they had no choice but to get his team to safety.Jeremy's heart pounde
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