Ray pointed at him, ordering the guards. “Arrest him!”
Sean just stood there in bemusement, wondering who they were trying to order. “What are you waiting for?”
The guards had their orders and much to Ray's surprise instead of hauling Sean away, they matched towards Ray and Amelia.
“Sir, Ma'am. You need to come with me.” The guard in front took the lead, his hand resting on his baton.
Ray looked around in bewilderment, moving back a bit. “This is some sick joke, right?”
The guard's face remained blank but he flexed his hands, the threat clear. “Sir, unfortunately you're trespassing and you need to leave or you will be taken out.”
Amelia gasped, placing a hand on her chest as she hid behind her brother. “You can't mean that! Are you threatening us?”
“I wouldn't want to be crude but this house belongs to Mr Sean, and it's obvious that he doesn't want you here.”
“I don't bloody care what that church rat says!” Ray blows hot. “This is ours!”
Sir, I'm trying to be respectful and not apply force but if you don't leave…”
And so what huh?” Ray fists were ready. “What are you going to do?”
The guy didn't bat an eye at Ray's theatrics, lowering his voice to a menacing growl but Sean managed to catch wind of it. “I'll break both your legs, and make sure you're feeding through a straw for the next couple of weeks.”
A squeak came from Amelia and Sean could see her tugging on Ray's shirt.
“Ray come on, let's go!” She hissed.
Unfortunately, Ray was more stubborn than he looked. “I’m not afraid of you.” He went toe to toe with the guards. “I've got friends in high places…friends that you don't want to toy with, say the security head in this community.” Ray flashed a cocky smile. “We're quite chummy buddies too, so if I were you, I'd think twice about flagging your gums.”
Amelia seemed to have lost her fear, cheered on by her brother's fearlessness. “He's right! We do know people!”
The head guard let out a humorless laugh. “It's quite a pity to be as small-minded as you guys are. You know a couple of people, so what?” Sean caught the guard tightening his hand around the baton. “You might know the security head but I know the Chief of cops in this city. I'm guessing the your ‘security head' has got no ranking where the Chief does huh?”
It's a rare sight where Sean sees either Amelia or Ray speechless but the guard just rendered them unable to talk back.
Amelia and Ray exchanged glances, probably thinking of what to say next in defense.
“How is that true? Anyone can make up knowing anybody, doesn't make it the truth!” Ray spoke up.
The guard must have anticipated their reaction because he immediately whipped out his phone, flashing the screen in their faces for a second before he started to dial. “He sent us to protect Mr Sean, so if you think I'm lying, you can wait behind…”
The guard had changed the phone to speaker mode,so everyone could tell that it was ringing, any moment from now the Chief could pick.
Sean was t sure I'd the guard was bluffing or being real but apparently Ray didn't want to find out and be thrown into jail.
He cracked in the fifth ring, rivulets of sweat beading down his forehead. “Okay, stop! Stop, we'll leave!”
As soon as the guard got what he wanted, he ended the call. “I'm waiting.”
“Come on sis, let's go.” Ray took a hold of Amelia's hand. She hid behind her brother, her head bent in embarrassment.
When they got to where he was standing, Ray took the lead. “You might have won this round, but you'll pay for what you did today!”
“Don't think you got away either, because we'll be back…and if you think we'll take it easy on you,” she chipped in, ended her statement with a mocking laugh.
“Same goes for you too.” Sean fired back at them. “It's horrible when bad things happen to you right?” He laughed in their faces, intoxicated on their unhappiness. “I've had enough with taking in the things you do to me. The next time you come here, I'll hit you with a lawsuit so hard that you'll continue paying for years to come.”
Amelia pushed Ray away, coming to the forefront for the first time since he stepped out of his car. There was anger in her eyes. “You can't hit us with a lawsuit for doing nothing!”
“I'd like to think that's the contrary.” He retorted, slipping his hands into his pants pocket. For a moment, he allowed his eyes to study her face. To think that this was the person he wanted to spend the rest of his life with…now, he couldn't even look at her for too long without getting upset. “You see, I have physical evidence that you guys robbed me blind, misleading me into misappropriation of funds.”
It's a good thing he took that law course early last year.
Amelia's mouth opened and closed twice, flapping like a fish. Ray, the meathead didn't understand what we were talking about so he whispered- loudly- into her ear. “What's he talking about?”
She oushed him away, focusing on more important things.
Namely, him.
“But yo-you can't d-do th-that!” She stuttered out.
“But I can.” He negated. “You all used up by wealth and some of the properties I had due to emotional blackmail. It's quite simple really, if you bring up the topic of compensation again…here's what I'll do.” He took in a deep breath. “I'll hire the best lawyers in town, hit you with a lawsuit then sip beer and watch you guys rot behind bars on the charges of fraud and defamation of character. It's your choice, basically.”
It was a wonderful feeling seeing your enemies scatter, running away in fear after an encounter, that will send asense of accomplishment flooding through your body.
Another day, another struggle.Sean rolled around on his bed, sighing in contentment.Gosh, this bed was the softest one he'd lain in,in ages. It was so soft that it tempted him to not head over to work but he was already running late.Before chose to do this, he thought long and hard about it, weighing the pros and cons.Now that he had all this money, he didn't want to remain stuck spending the rest of his life doing a job that he didn't like.Out of courtesy, he decided that turning in his resignation letter would be the best course of action, thereby making it his lady day of work.He showered quickly, stepping out of the bathroom to dress and drive down to work.For some reason, Sean had an uneasy feeling, his gut riding him hard.Something felt off, but he shrugged it off climbing down from the car.Chalking it up to the horrible events of the past days, Sean walked into the office building hoping the day went by fast.Already, there was a pile of work on his desk.Settling down
When Sean stepped out from the break room, he was surprised to see several of his colleagues standing behind that door. Apparently, it seemed they'd been listening to the conversation he had.Ethan stood at the helm, his eyes appearing hungry.Bending to pick up the bag he discarded, Sean hoisted it unto his shoulder. He needed to head home, think of his next move.The crazy thing was, just as he took a step forward the crowd seemed to close in on him crowding him in.He raised his hands in surrender, appealing to them. “What's going on guys? Let me pass.”“Why should we?” Kyle, a fellow officer down at Finance asked. “We heard what Jaden said, how you stole all that money.”“You hearing things doesn't make them right.” Sean defended.“So what does?” Julia, another colleague from the second floor piped up. “Stealing from your own company to fatten your coffers?”“Or maybe he needs it to buy more houses?” Ethan sneered. “Is that why you're here? Looking for more cash to steal?”The min
Unable to take the embarrassment of Rebecca kneeling before him, he tried to reach for her shoulder, pulling her up but she didn't budge, placing her forehead firmly on the ground.“Rebecca, you need to stop this!” He hissed under his breath.Ethan snorted. “Yeah, Rebecca, it's not good for you.”Ethan attempted to touch her shoulder but she whipped around so fast, to grab his hand in a painful grip that Ethan's face twisted into one of anguish. She cast a glance around the room, acting so superior contrary to what he know of her usually calm demeanor. “You all should be the ones kneeling! Don't you know who he is now?”Confused faces filled the room with the exception of Ethan's.Jaden came forward to speak. “What are you talking about Rose, please let that poor man go.” He nods towards Ethan who emits a sorrowful whimper. She turned her nose up in a disdainful sniff, pushing Ethan away from her. To answer Jaden's question, she got up folding her hands across her chest. “I meant hi
Fuck, that just embodies every thing he believed.If that is indeed true, then there as no way he would sit back and allow one person to stain his image as well as wreck down his company, if what Rebecca is saying is to be believed.“Do you have any idea how long we have until that happens?” He asked Rebecca, who was studying the contents of the file so seriously.“Give or take six months.” She shook her head, dropping the paper with a sigh. “This is a big deal. If the perpetrator was siphoning money out in small increments, it probably won't have been noticed for years but look at this…” she turns the file so he could see it. The margin on each gap was significantly bigger than the last, if not three time bigger. “He or she is taking too much at various intervals. Keep this up and there'll be nothing left from company's fund.”“Then we have to stop it.” Sean decided. “There's no way I'm going to allow that to happen, not under my watch.”“Why are you so concerned? Turn this over to t
Three weeks later…..Fear is truly a powerful motivator.Less than three days after he ordered his staff to comply with his new rules, they fell into place like ants marching up a hill.Of course, Sean caught terrible whispers about him from time to time, but that never changed the fact that he was now the CEO.His idea, on the other hand, proved to be a genius. As each department turned in its statement of yearly allocation of its share of the budget and the revised one, things started to fall into place.The gaps were easier to spot, making his way more easier to find out who was padding up the budget, siphoning huge amounts of money.Next up, is phase two of his plan.Reaching out to Rebecca, Sean called for another meeting.This time, he took his words back revising his statement.In these exact words, he told them…“I am so happy with everyone's compliance with my previous orders but now I think it's time to give another.” He glanced around, meeting every person's eyes. “Your yea
Hadley was wise enough not to poke the sleeping bear farther than he could handle, and he retreated glancing down in submission.“Why did you do it?” Sean asked, curious as to what would drive him so far to siphon such huge amounts.“I don't have to answer you.” Hadley spat, defiance in his eyes.Sean put back a smile. “You think so?”He nods, dumbly following what Sean says. “Yes. Even if it is true that you're the Lambert heir and owner of the company, I think you don't deserve it.”Each word was aimed to hit him at the lowest point. Sean's icy facade threatened to crack but he stomped down on his feelings.“Whoever entrusted something so priceless into your hands must be a fool!” Hadley was still talking, driving a wedge between Sean's beliefs.“That's enough!” Sean yelled, his hand raised to punch Hadley.Using every ounce of willpower he had, Sean held back from punching him, his hands hovering a couple of inches above Hadley's face.Nobody moved, enraptured by the scene unfoldin
Sean was so happy that he could kiss Rebecca if he found her.It took a long, extremely slow week before he was able to meet with Moriah but as he walked up the steps of her building, it was worth it.Moriah was only able to confirm her availability a few days ago but it was worth it when he got a message from her, with an address on where to meet.It was a five-star hotel where the likes of billionaires and famous actors or singers were used.Of course, that would be Moriah Lambert's go-to choice.“Sir, your coat?” Sean was stopped by a butler in a fitted suit. It took a minute before Sean understood what he meant, shrugging off his jacket to hand it over to the man.“Thank you.” He murmured.This was his first time being in such a prestigious place, and it took every ounce of willpower not to stand at the center of the lobby with his mouth dropping open in shock.The ceiling was about eight to ten feet tall, giving the environment a royal feeling. Chandeliers hung from the ceiling,
The Next Day….“Sir, right this way.” A fierce-looking man clad in a tight black suit cut his way through the crowd to guide Sean up the stairs.When Moriah got back to him last night- which he didn't expect such a quick response- asking him to meet her at the headquarters, Lambert Incorporated, Sean wasn't expecting such a large crowd gathered outside awaiting him.How the hell did they even know he was here?“What's going on?” Sean straightened his jacket which was slightly rumpled in the crush.A glance at the entrance showed an even larger crowd gathered out front, more people at the entrance. “Word got leaked to the press that you would be turning up here.” The man answered, halting at the elevator.It had a red sign which showed it was in use, so they had to wait a bit.Sean was comfortable with the silence, even though it wracked his nerves skyrocketing his anxiety through the roof. The elevator dinged and opened up seconds later, a woman and a man who all loved you walked ou
“So you’re going to do the wedding before you start to show? Why not do it after?” Maeve asked as they lay upside down on the couch. She had a permanent smile on her face these days and Amber liked to joke that she was receiving great sex from Ivan. They had been under the covers for way too long and finally announced their relationship over Sean’s takeover dinner last week, of course none of them were surprised even Mrs Lambert had teased them about it. Sean had passed all the requirements and Clement was serving Jail term for the next two years. Sean knew if he came out he would seek revenge again but he was going to gloat in the beauty of having a wife with him, at the end of the takeover night when he was crowned CEO, he went down on one knee and proposed to Chloe.“Sean wants it soon,” Chloe answered, fidgeting with her sheets.“Sean wants it or you want it? You don’t listen to what he says and he does all you ask!” Amber retorted and they laughed.“I don’t think there’s any ne
The beep from the EKG monitor was the only sound present in the room. Sean had sat just as he was seated throughout the night, holding Chloe’s hands as she received the treatment, the doctors had done a mini surgery and removed the bullet. He also cleaned up the injury and she was still unconscious, Chloe’s eyes had only fluttered open once in the night and the only thing she had said was “Sean” and she went back to sleep.“Are you sure I shouldn’t switch with you? You’ve been keeping watch throughout the night.” Maeve asked him her concern was clear in her eyes. Sean scoffed and shook his head.“No. This is my fault, all of it is my fault and now she is probably fighting for her life.” Maeve sighed. “She's not fighting for her life. The doctor said she’s safe, all that’s left is for her to receive proper treatment. Allow the nurse to stitch up your wounds and let me spend time with my sister.”Her final words did the trick, Sean nodded and stood up, pushing back the chair. “If she
“Your stupid boyfriend is here! How did he locate us?” Drake panicked as the police officer’s voice sounded from the speaker again. He didn’t know how to act or what to say.“Don’t ask me” Chloe muttered under her breath, feeling her chest bustling with emotions, she was finally going to be away from the shackles of captors and ropes!“You have bad taste in men.” He concluded and she raised an amused brow as he continued. “Listen to me, just agree that you wanted to stay away, that way nobody gets hurt. Not you, not me.” Chloe pretended to be lost in thought. A few seconds before her head snapped up and she looked at him.“No, I won’t be doing that, I'd rather die than let you go scot free and I mean that in every possible way.” She snapped at him and immediately he pulled out a knife again and wrapped his left hand around her neck, he placed the knife on her neck and led them downstairs, Chloe groaned in his hands, acting up to hide this year that she felt when he pressed the knife a
Sean would remember to give Amber a hug when next he saw her because apparently, she had the foresight to dial 911 and halfway through their pummeling, the cops showed up. The whole place was surrounded, escaping was out of the plan, Clement wanted nothing but to pluck out his brother's eyes but the cops had their own plan which involved he conflict ending peacefully.Everyone of them including Maeve and Amber were placed in the vehicle and driven off to the station. Only Drake and Chloe were not there which made pissed Sean off especially when he had his eyes on her less done twenty minutes ago.His first instinct had been to drag her out of his arms but holding on to Camille had made that impossible. Camille now sat at the corner of the van looking out the window wondering how she had managed to end up in this exact place again. Maeve was all cuddled up on Ivan in a cozy position, and he made a mental note to ask Ivan what was going on between them later.“Amber,” he muttered an
Waiting for Clement didn’t take long, he came forty minutes later, the sound of his car was the first thing they heard and it was Drake who brought their attention to it. Amber, Maeve and Ivan immediately left, then Sean followed with Camille and stood behind the large banister at the living room exit, hiding his view.Sean's heart was racing at a mile per minute and he prayed that nothing went wrong so they were able to get Chloe. Camille wanted to say something but he pressed his hand over her lips firmly. “If this goes wrong because of you, trust me I will invent ten thousand ways to slowly kill you, so shut up!” He hissed.“If you don’t have something reasonable to say then I swear I will shoot you right here right now” Clement growled as he walked over to where Drake stood with Chloe, he bent toward her and held her chin. “Hello Chloe, I trust they’ve been treating you poorly.” “You don't need to worry about me, it seems you have bigger problems,” she said to him, and he chuckle
The gun remained on Drake's head and the knife remained on Chloe’s neck as the three of them walked into the building again. If Ivan knew better he would have taken the risk and fought her out of Drake's hands, but who was going to believe a man hardened by life’s many struggles would hesitate to cut his prisoner's neck wide open. The knife to her neck was causing Drake to feel sick in the stomach but his fate would be much worse if he let her go without Clement’s consent. “We’re in here!” Maeve called shakily from what looked like it used to be the living room of the mansion, when the three of them came into full view and Ivan saw that Sean had Camille he dropped his weapon. “What in the hell happened here?” He gasped, subconsciously shielding Maeve from any stray bullets that may be fired.“Sean, Maeve!” Chloe cried out loud, all her emotions concentrated into that one word. She wanted to say more and even run into all their arms but Drake placed his palm over her mouth. Ivan watc
Their plan was in motion and the girls had proved to be more useful than not. Sean had suggested Trevor stay back while the rest of them spread out in Aviline, a slim in downtown New York.It was a spot where the low or the lower class lived, just like Trevor had described.The young man was more useful than not and Sean was going to make sure he fulfilled his promise, but first…“Have you texted Clement?” Sean asked Ivan and he nodded, in response, bringing out the phone to show him the text.Amber and Maeve were standing a few feet away from them, lost in their own discussion. It was going to surprise Chloe to come out and see that her sister had made a friend in Amber who she originally hated a lot.Ivan flashed the phone in front of him reading the chat out loud.“Yes, you said ‘Chloe is missing, have you heard anything from anywhere that suggests foul play?’” “Well I guess that’s convincing enough. Andrea is back in the house as back up. She will call the cops if we don’t show up
“If you honestly say a word, I’ll stuff my hands in your mouth.” Dufus threatened and she was quiet, she had lost strength and zeal, her despair was crawling over her and she wondered how long this torture would have to go on for.After Drake left, he didn't come back and instead they sent this Dufus guy to take over because she hadn't seen him since then almost like Drake couldn't stand the sight of her.From the beats and pieces of conversations that she heard she realized that she was being moved, as they handled her roughly, pushing against her as she got in the car, shoving her roughly into the new space before pulling off a blindfold.This new place that they took her to was even worse than the last, dank corners with rusted irons scattered about. The smell was horrible and she could see that a section of the ceiling was leaking, leaving a puddle on the floor. The conditions were worse than jail and her heart bubbled with hatred for Clement.If she ever saw him, she would proba
They settled in a corner of the pub, Ivan and Sean on one side and Camille sat pretty opposite, she had the air of someone who felt in charge and her cockiness was enraging Sean.Ivan noticed and patted him on his arms, urging him to remain calm. Ivan leaned forward and pushed one of the beer bottles Fatima had brought, towards her. It was her third bottle.“So, you are here to see your former captor, get a closer look?” Camille asked as she took a large gulp of the lukewarm drink, Sean had taken a bottle and decided he had enough but she was still going at three. It definitely pointed to some kind of celebratory mood.“No actually, we need your help on something,” Ivan told her and Sean watched as his friend delved into an Oscar award-winning act, his face twisting into a concerned one.“Recently, one of our friends went missing, we didn’t know if it was a voluntary ghosting or an actual case so we are being more on the low profile side. She was last seen in this area, I was hoping s