Dave had just ended a meeting with a team when he received a call from Alaric. Thinking he wanted to start his usual rants, he refused to pick his call until Alaric had no choice but to drop by in his office. “Are you ignoring me now? Don't tell me you regard me irrelevant now.” He huffed, leaning against the table. “What do you want?”“Silvan is here to see you.” He smirked, looking over his shoulder. “In between, is something going on between you two, these days, you are meeting a bit too frequently and I can't regard it as a coincidence anymore.” He added. “You know what is going on, quit acting like a novice.” Liam slammed back at him. Hitting his forehead with his palm, Alaric bit his lower lips, “I keep disregarding Nathan's words, I’m no match for you and no matter how much I try, I can't beat you.” “Why don't you quit trying to make yourself relevant when you already are and focus on building the company with me.” Liam said, locking eyes with Alaric who was clearly not ex
Xavier kept staring at Silvan who was hurrying towards the exit like he was being chased by a demon. Shaking his head sideways, he made his way towards the table Liam was occupying, plopping on the seat opposite him. “What's up with you these days?” Xavier asked, sipping Silvan’s abandoned juice. “I thought you resigned, haven't been seeing you around.” Liam muttered with a little chuckle. “I have been so busy these days, running up and down so I will get promoted or even transferred to the next level. It sucks working under my supervisor.” He said with an eye roll. A few minutes went by with no words exchanged. “Well, I dropped by your office before tracing you here, not going to lie, I smell something fishy.” Looking around to ascertain no one was looking at them, he leaned forward, “There was a suspicious movement, I don't know what it is about, I don't feel good about it.” “Thanks for the head ups.” Liam raised his thumb at him. “You haven't installed the CCTV camera yet.
“Did you hear that?” Alaric was speaking to Silvan who was still sitting crossed legs, oblivious of whatever was happening. The next explosive sound made some items shake on the table, causing them to crash on the floor. This time around, Alaric didn't need any further prompting before he dashed out of the office, followed suit by Silvan and Sam. The incident happened on the floor just above where Liam's office was located and it seemed everyone had somehow managed to trace the sound. On arrival, the place was congested but somehow, Alaric managed to push himself forward. “What happened?” He asked with a frightened look on his face. “I honestly don't have an idea.” The staff standing next to him replied. On a careful look, Alaric realised the event happened in Liam's office and for a moment, he felt blood seeping from his body. “No way, where is Liam?” He asked no one in particular. This time around, he defiled all orders as he pushed his way towards the entrance of the door.
“Target spotted.” A man in black clothing and mask said, tapping a device on his ear. “Seen.” The receiver replied and with a nod, he ran off before he would be accosted. In fury, Silvan continued stomping towards the elevator. He couldn't believe that Alaric was chickening out all of a sudden. “He hated him and wouldn't mind going to any length to see that he has his position to himself but now he is acting all sainty.” He muttered. Resting against the cold wall in the elevator, he bit his lower lips, “Killing two birds with a stone in the case was feasible. Why didn't I go for it?” He muttered, fist pumping the air. When he got out, a group of staff were gathered in a corner and they were all speaking on the top of their voices. Wanting to know what the argument was all about, he stood afar off, watching them with his hands folded across his chest. “Liam isn't dead. In fact, he wasn't at the scene of the accident.” A staff yelled, stamping his feet on the floor in fury. He h
For a moment, Silvan thought he was dreaming. He kept blinking his eyes rapidly, trying to wrap his head around what was unfolding before him. “You're frightened.” Giovanni said, pushing his hands into his pockets as he walked up to him. “Should I use the word scared instead?” He bit his lips, closing the distance that separated them. Now standing next to him, Giovanni placed his hand around his neck, “You shouldn't be scared, it's me… Giovanni Matteo.” “I thought you were dead.” He gulped, blinking his eyes rapidly. “Your mission was a total failure.” Giovanni laughed, hitting his palms together. Scared, Silvan kept darting his eyes around, finding a route of escape but there was none. Giovanni had placed him in a position where he felt powerless and couldn't do anything than to beg for his life. “What do you want?” He yelled at Giovanni who was still smiling. “Why did you do it? We never had a cause to fight, why were you involved in my death?” “But you didn't die, you survi
The presence of the security personnel who had been deployed to his residence gave Silvan the courage to go about his business without fear. Now standing behind the door of his home office, Alaric's call came through again and this time around, he didn't hesitate to pick the call. “What do you want?” He howled. “Liam indeed was a victim of the explosion. Currently, he is in the ICU receiving treatment.” Alaric replied, grasping the edge of the table as he leaned against it. He was relieved when he learnt Liam was indeed alive like he had thought. “You failed again.” He added with a mocking tone. “You keep out of my business. This is my second attempt and it was enough to keep him in a vulnerable position.” He huffed. “With him away, I can do whatever I want and trust me, he wouldn't be returning to the company.” “And you think I’m going to let that happen?” Alaric huffed, swirling the content of his glass. “I asked you not to interfere in my business.” “You went too far in yo
Dropping by the hospital where Liam had been admitted, he decided to pay him a visit before any other thing. Instead of being led to Liam’s ward, he was led to the ward of the janitor which was jam-packed with his family members who were crying. Alaric wanted to leave when the janitor’s daughter, who was barely six, grabbed his hand. “Please help my dad.” She cried. Crouching next to her, Alaric used his napkin to wipe off her tears and after a few seconds of smiling sheepishly at her, he said, “I’m not a doctor.” He wanted to rise when she held his shoulder. “You're rich, you have a lot of money and can help my father walk again. Mom is also a janitor and we can barely feed, please give my father his legs again with your money.” “Brie!” Her mother yelled, rushing to her side. She tried to pull her away from Alaric but she held on, tears rolling down her eyes in torrents. “Pardon me mister, I will take her away now.” Her mother attempted to pull her off again but just like befo
“Are you expecting anyone?” Liam asked Rose who shook her head sideways immediately. “Don't tell me Alaric found his way here.” She muttered, looking from one person to the other. When no one gave a response, she hurried towards the door. Peering through the security hole, she recognized Mr. Jones and at once she pulled the end door open only to see he had company. “Madam Aurelia?” She called, her gaze never leaving her even for a second. She had seen her several times on TV and online but she hadn't met her in person until now. “You must be Rose.” Madam Aurelia said, smiling at her. Nodding vigorously, she affirmed her claim as she stepped aside so they would walk in. The moment Liam locked eyes with his mother, he pushed his crutches to the other side of the couch so she wouldn't see it but he wasn't fast enough. “You can as well remove the scar on your arm and leg.” She said, walking towards him.With a frown on his face, Liam was glaring at Mr. Jones who had his head bent to