"What's going on here?" A voice sounded behind Leonard.One of the guards roughly pushed Leonard away from the doors."Mr Silva Vegas, you're welcome," The guards greeted respectfully.Silva glanced at Leonard and his eyes widened with recognition."You..!" He said with rage, making Leonard look towards his direction.Silva Vegas was the man who Leonard had met at the airport in New York, who tried molesting Vanessa Norman and he had beaten him up in the airport.Remembering that embarrassing moment, blood flowed to his brain, making him go red with anger."We meet again," Silva said with a smug smile.The first time Leonard met him, he was alone and didn't have back up but right now, he was with three of his family's most renowned fighters.Time to teach this nitwit a lesson!He had carried out an investigation on Leonard and he found out that he was just a live-in son-in-law who had been thrown out of his wife's home.A good-for-nothing actually had the guts to lay a hand on the sci
Don Bosco began to fidget. His eyes dilated in their sockets. Leonard seemed to have been angered by someone. He regained his composure and turned to observe the surroundings. A man was holding his arm, wailing in pain. Damn! They must have made master angry. "Who stopped him from entering into the company?" Don Bosco asked, this time he was no longer fearful but back to his authoritative self. The guards exchanged glances with each other. None being able to say a word. "Bosco, I didn't expect you to have such snobbish guards. I told them I forgot my card but one actually pushed me away. What do you think I should do to you for that?" Leonard asked, folding his arms. Don Bosco's eyes widened and he swallowed hard. "Who pushed my most honoured guest?" He roared. The guards shivered in fear, they were too stunned and scared to speak. "A cat caught your tongues?! Since when have you three become dumb?!" Silva walked up to Don Bosco with a smile. "Good day Mr Don, my father sen
In a presidential suite in the four seasons Hotel, moans and groans filled the air until the sound of a phone ringing distrupted the sweet moment for both Collins and the lady. "Ahh," The Lady groaned with displeasure as Collins pulled away from her. It was his dad. "Hello." "Collins, what the hell did you do?!" His father's angry voice yelled over the phone. Collins immediately glanced at the whore who understood and taking her clothes, she left. "I don't understand dad, what's the problem?" "Where exactly are you? And the hell did you offend to make them target us in this way?!" "I'm with some friends besides I haven't offended anyone recently," Collins replied. Suddenly the thought of his encounter with Leonard flashed in his mind, but he threw the thought away. Leonard isn't someone to worry about. "Collins, we are on the verge of getting bankrupt. Someone is targeting us on purpose and I haven't offended anyone as well. The Don cancelled all our cooperation with the Me
THE MARSHALL’S RESIDENCE. “Leonard,” Shadrach called out as he watched Leonard eat his breakfast in a hurried pace. “Yes dad, you need anything?” Leonard asked, wiping his mouth with a napkin. “You’ve been really busy and you don’t even come back home early, is there any problem?” He said with concern. Catherine also looked up at Leonard waiting for his reply. “Yes Leo, since you came back home, you’ve changed.” Leonard smiled faintly and glanced at his parents. “Mom, Dad, you don’t have to worry too much about me. I’m fine.” Bang! Bang! A sudden knock came with all force on the door. Catherine held the napkin on the table with fear in her eyes. Leonard stared at them, noting the scared reactions of his parents he already knew who was at the door. He stood up and walked slowly to the door. The knocks became persistent. Leonard held the door’s handle and pulled open the door. It was victor, he almost fell to the ground when the door was “Didn’t your father teach you how to kno
Shadrach looked at his dad whose face was swollen with anger. "I'm sorry dad." Chandler only glanced at him and didn't say a word. Leonard curled up his fist in anger. This family only derives joy in humiliating father! I'll definitely bring back the lost honour and respect for my father and they will kneel and crawl on the floor in front of father for the ill treatment given to him! ... The party continued and the whole family and guests had given up their gifts. Chandler stared at Shadrach and his family. "Don't tell me you didn't bring any gifts for me." Every eye turned towards them. Leonard stepped forward. "Of course grandpa. It's your birthday and so we're supposed to bring a gift for you." Taking out a small sized bottle from his pocket. He handed it over to the servant beside Chandler. "What's this?" Chandler asked, puzzled, staring at the white crystalline substance in the bottle. "Salt." They all exchanged glances. "What do you mean?" "I brought salt for you
"Young man, how did you manage to lay your hands on such a rare commodity. I've been looking for this salt for years now but I haven't been able to lay my hands on one," Edward said, staring at Leonard with amazement. Hearing that the salt was actually real, rare and expensive. Chandler's face immediately brightened up. "Get the salt off the floor. Put it back into a bottle, my grandson gave me an expensive gift," Chandler whispered to the servant with a big grin on his face. Upon hearing how expensive Leonard's gift was, he hurriedly spoke to the servant beside him to get the salt off the floor but suddenly, Edward said with a wide grin. "Mr Marshall, I hope you don't mind if I get the salt? You threw away such a priceless and expensive gift meaning you never wanted it so I will love to get it for myself." Leonard smirked widely, he had heard Chandler whisper to the servant to get the salt off the floor. However, it seemed Edward also had his eyes on this rare salt. Chandler's
Mega Conglomerate. Sounds of ruffling papers filled the air as Leonard was going through some documents on his table, signing and discarding some into the dustbin. His phone rang loudly interrupting him. It was Amanda. "Hey Leonard, it's been awhile. How have you been?" Amanda's cheerful voice came through the other end. "Yeah, I've been good. Just busy lately. What about you?" "I'm okay, just been busy with the bank and all. I'm on lunch break now and I decided to call you." Upon hearing the word 'bank', a thought popped into his mind. "Amanda, I remember your bank has many branches in New York, do you also have branches in California?" Leonard asked with a raised brow. "Yeah we do." "Good! Can I ask for a favour from you?" "Uhm yeah. If it's in my power to grant your favour for you then shoot, I'll see what I can do." "Can you investigate if the Parker family in California has business cooperation with any of the branches around?" Leonard asked. Since
THE MEGA CONGLOMERATE Melvin stood beholding the magnificence of the high tower building office complex. He arranged his tie and collar and proceeded to enter into the building. “Hey where’s your permit?” A guard said with a stern face, staring at him. Melvin let out an annoyed scoff and brought out a card from his pocket. The securities were strict with visitors and employees. Every visitor was to have a visit permit, which will show to the guard. Most of the formalities were to be done via the company’s website; employees were to show their cards before entering. Once I get the contract with this company, let me see how you will behave towards me. Puffing his shoulders up with pride, Melvin entered into the company’s complex and was met by Mr. Daniel Reigns who was standing by the door, checking his wristwatch time to time. “Mr. Reigns,” Melvin greeted with a smile.A look of irritation appeared on Daniel’s face as he stared at Melvin. “You’re ten minutes