For a moment, Liam didn't say anything.He kept staring at her like it was their first meeting. “I asked a question Liam.” Naya snapped, hitting her fists against the table. His silence had made her suspicion about another female stronger. “What prompted you to ask that?” Liam replied, using his fingers to trace the outline of his jaw. He was clearly not expecting her to ask that. “Because… I need to know.” “What if I'm seeing someone….” Naya didn't allow him to finish before she grabbed her purse off the table but before she could storm off, he held her hand. “Come on Naya, you know I wouldn't try to hurt you.” “But you are seeing another girl.” She huffed. Unable to keep his laughter in check anymore, Liam threw his head backwards as he chuckled loudly. The next time he locked eyes with her, she was seething and on the table, her fist was clenched, amusing him even more. “You should calm down, okay.”Now holding her hands, he squeezed them softly. “Believe me when I say I’m
“Liam, you're certain you don't need my assistance?” Madam Aurelia asked. She had been on the phone with him for about half an hour now. “Yeah, I will be fine with the others.” He affirmed, reviewing everything she had said in his head. At the end of the call, Liam rejoined the others in the living room. “If you're still doubting, I can prove to you that Xavier is the mole Alaric had planted to monitor you.” Rose said immediately he plopped on the couch. “The trend he uses whenever something happens… remember?” Dave asked, crossing his hands on his chest. “What trend?” Liam was getting even more confused. Coupled with what his mother had said to him, he felt like his head was blowing up. “At first, he will pull himself out, giving you reasons why he can’t be a part of your team and then he will return with stuff you can use to wriggle yourself out.” “How did he know about the grenade in your office?” Dave asked, peering at Liam. It was at this moment it dawned on Liam the poin
Hearing this, Liam quicking turned his head in his direction, locking eyes with Karl’s own which was weak because of his old age. “You said something.” He broke the silence, taking his eyes off Karl who was still staring. “Yeah! It's not as if I’m doing you a favor by making you the head of the project, it is your hard work that brought you here.” He pursed his lips as he nodded his head in rhythm. His act kept Liam on the edge who was already tired of the suspense Karl was making him go through. Pushing his hand into his pocket, he pushed his head backwards, trying hard to get a grip of himself. He was curious and what he needed was an immediate response but it wasn't forthcoming. Just when he was about to state his frustration, Karl cleared his throat and then said, “The biotechnology company you want to go after, step back from it.” Liam gulped as beads of perspiration gathered on his forehead. How did he know about this? — He pondered. This was the only question ringing in
After the episode with Sam, Liam decided to focus on work before he gets choked up with the numerous jobs on his lists. He had just finished a file when he heard a knock on his door. At first he wanted to ignore but thinking whoever it was on the other end had something important to say to him, he ushered the person in. Grinning from side to side, Xavier stepped into his office. “I waited for your text all through the night but it never came.” He muttered, plopping on the couch with his legs crossed. “Are you trying to get words from me so you can relay them to your master?” Liam asked with his gaze trained on him. “What are you talking about?” Xavier asked with a raised brow. “You’ve been caught in your act, you should own up to it.” Came Liam's response as he continued scrolling through his laptop. For the next few minutes that followed, no one said a word. While Liam continued flipping through his files and scrolling through his laptop, Xavier had his gaze on him. Pressing
Shaking his legs, Liam kept staring at his wrist watch at intervals and at the same time at the entrance of the cafe. Since noon, he has been in the cafe waiting for investigative journalist Kaylan Owen who had agreed to meet with him. Checking his watch for the hundredth time, he pulled out his phone from his pocket and just when he was about to dial her contact, she appeared in front of him, panting heavily. “I'm so sorry Liam, I had to upload a story before someone else does and takes the credit for my hard work.” She said in a breath, pushing her hair from her face as she plopped on the chair opposite Liam. “Do you want to drink anything?” He asked, drumming his fingers softly against the table. When Karl threatened to thwart his plans, he decided to prove to him that he wasn't just bluffing and he could maneuver his way around the issue effortlessly. With the aid of Rose and the others, he came to the conclusion of meeting with Kaylan who had agreed to meet with him. “Yes
Unknowingly to Liam, Naya got wind of his presidential visit and ever since then, she had been suspicious. Everyone had kept to themselves so she wouldn't be suspicious of what they were up to but with the presidential visit, she was certain something was going on under her nose. With her hands resting on her thigh, she was staring at the screen of her laptop, trying to get lost in the article she was reading. The article didn't help matters since it was related to AI tech, taking her mind back to Liam and the visit. During dinner that day, Rose decided to share her experiences at school on the table but just when she was about to get to the climax of her tale, Naya cut in. Clearing her throat, she made sure four pairs of eyes were staring back at her before she decided to speak, “What are you guys up to? And don't you try to deceive me.” She said with a warning tone, her gaze on Liam. “What are you talking about?” Rose asked, exchanging glances between her and Liam who was swir
Ever since Alaric left the cafe, he had been pondering on Liam's words of him being among the test objects and as a pawn in the president’s game. Shaking his head, he smacked his lips as he plopped on the couch he had been occupying. For over half an hour now, this had been his routine and it seemed it wasn't going to stop anytime soon. “Ugh! This is sickening.” He muttered, pushing his hand into his hair as he tugged on it. Unable to keep still, he made his way to his bar, downing glasses after glasses of liquor, trying to take his mind off Liam's words but it kept replaying in his head. “What if it turns out to be true? Liam isn't good at making up stories, I doubt he will ever do that.” He muttered, refilling his glass. Just when he was about to down the content, he remembered Sam and at once he called out to him. Unlike before when running footsteps will follow his call, it was the echo of his voice that responded. He didn't think of it at first until he called for four st
At first, Alaric didn't think anything about the blurred part of the video. It was when he remembered the paramedics who remained in the scene that was when he was triggered. Rising from the couch he was occupying suddenly with his hand resting on his waist, he began staring into space as his head spiraled with different thoughts. “Someone must have come for him. There is no way the paramedics will remain in a spot when someone is dying.” He muttered, reaching out for his phone on the arm of the couch. Dialing a contact, he placed his phone against his ear but the call didn't go through, frustrating him even further. With his hand stuck up in his hair,he began to pace around only to storm out of the living room the next minute. On arrival at the airport, it was like nothing had even happened there an hour ago and so instead of making enquiries, he took his leave. Now seated behind the steering wheel of his car, he had a hand supporting his chin while the other was on the wheel.