Michael sighed as he stood in front of a door with the inscription ‘Mrs Jennifer McCoy; managing director’.He was about to face the woman he once labelled as a saint but was recently unveiled as a demon. He wore a fake smile as he pushed the door opened.“Michael! I never knew you were coming, please have a seat,” Mrs McCoy said with a smile as she pointed to the visitor’s seat across her desk.Her welcome smile was a reminder of how mischievous she was. “Thank you,” Michael responded with his teeth out as he tried to keep the fake smile on.“How was the hearing? I hope that greedy man got the punishment he deserves”Michael wanted to slap the hell out of her but he suddenly remembered what Mr Charles said to him “be careful and don’t loose your temper around her, she is as sly as a fox”.Michael smiled even more “Of course yes. The Judge sentenced him to 20 years of imprisonment”.“Yes!” Mrs McCoy exclaimed in excitement as she jumped from her seat like she just won a jackpot. “Your
What a bad day it was for the Winchesters, though Mr Winchester was now fully mobile what was the good in that when he had lost more than half of his wealth.Michael was frustrated with himself, all he wanted was to prove himself and make his father proud. But instead he landed into the chubby woman’s trap costing his father everything.Even when they returned home no one had appetite and Michael seemed to blame himself for it. “I made this mess and I will surely clean it,” Michael vowed to himself. But what could he do?.Another sleepless night at the Winchester mansion as Mr Winchester and his emissary tried to work out a way to recover his wealth but to no avail.“Michael, you have been away from school for two months it’s time you resume,” Mr Winchester said to break the silence during breakfast the next day.“I will dad, but not till I help you recover all Mrs McCoy stole from you” Michael said.“No Michael, you should leave that to me and Charles, we will handle it,” he dismisse
“Come on Michael, you should stay awhile for the group study. You have been away from school for two months, Kimberly and I can put you through in some courses,” Emily insisted.“Yes Michael, your girlfriend is absolutely right, you have missed a lot and the exams are starting in two weeks time, you have a lot to cover” Kimberly supported.Michael was too stubborn at the moment, he had already made up his mind “you guys will not understand, it is important that I return home immediately. But I promise to join the group before next week,” he explained.The girls knew he would not listen as determination echoed in his voice. Emily sighed in defeat as she placed her hand on his chest “okay then, see you tomorrow” she said and Michael quickly exited like he was been pursued.BACK AT THE WINCHESTER MANSIONMichael hurried into the sitting room as if he were late for an appointment. Inside, Mr. Winchester, his emissary, and Barrister Mike seemed engrossed in discussion. What else could they
“Are you sure about this?” Mr Charles asked as he handed over the fake documents to Michael the next morning.Michael nodded in agreement before he dashed into his car and drove off to school. He was taking a great risk but he knew it was worth it.On reaching the school he discovered Jack and Sydney had already gathered the students in the parking lot. It seemed he was the one they were waiting for “we thought you would never show up again” Jack said as Michael stepped out from his car.“You should not keep the son of the richest man in the country waiting, it’s disrespectful,” Jack added.“You mean the son of two thieves?” Michael said and Jack frowned.“Jack show him the papers and be done with it, he will no longer address your parents as thieves once he sees the ownership documents,” Sydney said with a stern.Jack opened the door of his Rolls Royce to carry the documents and the girls couldn’t hold it back “wow!” making Jack to chuckle. If not for the fact that Sydney was there,
How will the hearing go? Even though the Winchesters had garnered reasonable evidence but the McCoys were the ones with the heaviest bag. Mr Winchester was going to a fight against his own money.One does not require second thought to know that the McCoys bribed the jury. The Winchesters were quite aware that the judiciary was compromised, and the only way to win the case was to present concrete evidence and make sure the trial is publicised.“Put out some calls and make sure the hearing is covered by the media. At least that will prevent the judge from making absurd verdict” Mr Winchester instructed his emissary on their way to the court.“But sir, we might lose face if the hearing goes against us. The investors might give a second thought about their investments”.“Which investors are you talking about, those two companies generate more money than the other 16 combined. We can’t afford to lose it to those idiots, that is why we must take to them with everything we got” Mr Winchester
“Barrister Mike is right, considering all that Sydney did in the past and her relationship with the McCoys, the court cannot consider testimony from her,” the judge said and the defendants frowned.The McCoys devastation rose to a peak when barrister Mike struck again “your honor in respect to that, here are the certificates of ownership issued to my client by the Internal Revenue Services for the past 20 years. Unlike some persons you can see that they are not fake”. He said as he handed over the documents to the judge, he glanced through it and nodded his head in agreement to confirm they were not fake. Barrister Mike was not done yet “your honor, Mr McCoy claimed he bought the companies from my client. If I may ask, why is he yet to update his ownership with the IRS, because the ownership certificates from IRS are still bearing my client’s name”.The defense attorney was already frustrated, if not for the fact that he received a very huge amount from his client, he would have all
“Your honor, we can’t hear these lies and conclude it is reality. They can’t even prove it to be true, this is the first time my client have set her eyes on these two men. Isn’t it, Mrs McCoy?”“Y-yes they are lying, I swear this is the first time am seeing these two men in my life,” Mrs McCoy responded.Mr Winchester gave his attorney a cold look, why was he wasting so much time, he should drop the evidence they seek and be done with it. But that was never barrister Mike’s style he only struck when the iron was hot.“I can see Mrs McCoy don’t know these two gentlemen, but I believe her son Jack McCoy might know one of them,” barrister Mike said with a sly chuckle and Jack was almost blown off with shock.His heart almost jumped from his chest, how on earth did the prosecuting attorney came to know he visited Mr Turner’s house. But he knew it would be wise to stand on the same tongue as his mother “lies, this is also my first time seeing these two”.Barrister Mike smiled, he was actua
The whole court was quiet as the judge prepared to disclose his verdict; even the whispers of an ant could be detected a mile away, the only sound audible enough in the court was heartbeats.“Ladies and gentlemen, after careful consideration of the evidences presented before this court, I am prepared to deliver my verdict on this case”. The judge said as he dropped his pen and raised the paper closer to his eyes.“Firstly, regarding the allegations of trespassing on Mr. Winchester’s companies, the court finds that the McCoys have failed to provide in sufficient documentation or legal proof of ownership.Therefore, the court rules in favor of Mr Winchester, and the McCoys are hereby prohibited from accessing or claiming ownership of said companies until valid ownership documentation is presented”.“Yes!” Mr Winchester exclaimed with a power fist. It showed how much the companies meant to him, and the excitement of getting them back can only be compared to the feeling of finding a drop