Eric woke up with a strong headache as he slowly opened his eyes. “I must have drank too much because this headache is killing me.” He thought as he slowly tilted his head around. “How did I even get back home with my Samantha?” He asked himself, trying to move his hand to wipe his face, but suddenly felt a restriction to the movement of his hand. “What is going on?” He asked himself, opening his eyes wide enough to look at what was holding him from moving. He saw that his hands were tied and that was when he remembered what happened at the party.“Samantha!” He yelled, looking at the whole place, but the only thing he heard was the echo of his own voice in the room. He tried to move his hands to free himself but each time he tried, he only felt pain in his wrist. “Anybody there? Help me, please. Who is there?” He yelled again and waited, hoping that someone was going to come in and help him, but no one came in to respond to him. “How did I get here?” He asked himself, still tilting
Samantha woke up with a slight headache. She turned to the other side of the bed, trying to feel Eric on the bed, but something was unusual, which made her open her eyes immediately. The bed was not as wide as it used to be. She thought. She looked around the whole room and all she could think of was how she got into that room. Fear took over her as she sat up on the bed, trying to think of how she was there. “But, I did not recall coming to this room.” She thought as her heart raced faster as each minute passed.She took a deep breath to calm her racing heart, but not for long, as she was still lost in thought about how she got to the room. Memories from last night's event began to rush into her mind, and she forced herself to remember more of what had happened last night. “Where is Eric? If at all, we left the party together, he should have been here with me.” She thought as she slowly came off the bed, heaving a heavy sigh to control the race of her heart. She walked to the door sl
Michael woke up pretty happy, smiling sheepishly as he had received the money from Bryan last night, following a successful operation at the party. "One hundred million dollars." He exclaimed lowly as he gazed at the bank notification on his phone. "If this is a dream, I never want to wake up from it." He wished as he heaved a sigh, coming off the bed. He closed his eyes, inhaling deeply as he was already seeing himself in Darius office to offset his debt and get his house back. "This was way simpler than I thought it would be." He thought as he went into the bathroom to take his bath. "I feel good." He sang under the shower at he could not contain the happiness that he felt at that moment. He did not spend a long time in the bathroom as he came out and started to get dressed. His phone suddenly chimed, and he stopped singing, walking towards his bed to check what came in. His eyes went wide as he saw the notification that came in. "I have been trying to reach you, but it's not going
“I am here to see your boss,” Michael said as soon as he walked into the company. The receptionist did not take time to recognize him as she scoffed, rolling her eyes in disdain as she did not expect to see Michael on that day. “You again! What are you doing here today?” She asked as she tilted her head slowly to look at him. He gave her a stern look as he thought of, going on his own to knock on his office door as he knew the direction that was going to lead to the office.“I could go there myself. If you want me to go there myself, I could go there.” He said, and she stood up immediately to look directly into his eyes before she talked.“You would not be there. I will have the security men throw you out, like the last time you were here.” She said, and Michael could not help but burst into laughter, holding his ribs as he took a few steps backward. “You would not even try it. What do you think you are saying? You think it's me of that day?” He said as the smile on his face slowly
Damien sat it in his office, going through a file, and then a thought suddenly crossed his mind. Eric had not responded to their last discussion. He lucked up his phone to dial Eric's contact, but it did not go through. He took a deep breath as he thought of what next to do. “I don't know why he is always not taking his life seriously. I thought he had chosen to let go of the whole game and come out to tell the world who he really is.” He said lowly as he dropped his phone on the table, placing a hand over his forehead.After a while, his phone suddenly started to ring and his heart skipped a beat as there were two people on his mind that could be calling. Either Eric would be better because he knew that he would be able to tell him what he has in mind or Eric's grandfather who has already informed him about his desire to see his grandson upon arrival. As he picked his phone up from the table, he looked at the screen to see who was calling, and he was surprised at who was calling him.
Michael left Darius's company and headed straight to the Connor Empire. He walked right into the building, not uttering a single word to anyone on his way. He saw Emily's car parked outside, and he knew that she was in the company. “I always knew that it would get to this. She should have just kept her mouth shut and acted like she was not aware of what was going on, but she chose to be a mom instead, talking shit about me and my family.” Michael thought as he went straight to the elevator, pressing the floor that he wanted it to take him to.Not long after, he was standing in front of the door to Bryan's office. He could not believe that he had stricken this deal, and it had worked out exactly the way that he had planned it. Taking a deep breath, he slowly brought his hands closer to the door to knock on the door. After a while, he heard the familiar voice of Bryan that asked him to come in, and he tilted the doorknob gently, opening the door slowly. He walked in gently with a smile
“Good morning sir!” The receptionist greeted Damien as he walked into the office for the first time that morning. “Good morning. How are you?” He asked her but did not stop to get his reply as he walked hastily out of sight to his office. It was very obvious that he was worried about something, and his employees at the office could only observe him. He got to his office with a troubled heart, he did not seem to be prepared to carry out the day's activity in the office as he could not think straight at all. Sitting on his swirling chair and heaving a sigh, his phone suddenly began to buzz, and he looked to see who was calling. He picked up the call and placed the phone over his, inhaling deeply before he talked. “Hello, sir!” The person said, and Damien leaned backward to rest his back on the chair, taking a deep breath before he responded. “Yeah. Hello, what is going on? Any update on the assignment that I gave you?” Damien asked rapidly, as he could not wait to hear the response t
“I need to find a way to talk to her. She might know a thing about Eric.” Damien thought as he watched Master Chadwick eat his food. “May I excuse myself, master?” He said in a low tone, and Master Chadwick gave a nod as he concentrated on his food, not uttering a single word in response. He stood up from his chair and walked over to where Emily was seated. “Good day, ma'am.” Damien greeted in a low tone as he approached Emily at her table, and she immediately tilted her head to look at who was greeting her. “Good day.” She replied in a cracking tone as she made a scrunching face as if she were trying to recall if she had met him before, but his face did not seem to ring a bell in her head. “Sorry, may I sit,” Damien asked, pointing to the empty seat in front of her, she tilted her head to look at the chair before she nodded her head, clearing her throat slightly before she talked. “I am sorry, but do I know you from somewhere?” She asked and Damien exhaled heavily as he sat on t