"Has he gone insane?" The officer who confessed whispered to the rest. None of them were expecting this. "But I said sir, Leo and the princess, Melissa has a hand in the robbery of your company, now runned by your son." He shouted boldly. "Is that how to pay a thief, an armed robber and rights abuser?" He shook his head with disgust. Sir Patrickson yelled. "Will you be silent or you will continue to tell me what to do, leaving your rightful job?""But you asked us........""Take him away!" He motioned to his colleagues. They forced him away, dragging him far away as he persisted, two pulled their hands over his mouth so he wouldn't say much. Henry stepped back, as he wasn't sure of what his dad was up to. His mind was telling him his dad was now a traitor. He was hiding at the corner having a puzzled face. His eyes stared out wide as he watched what was going on.In his eyes, he was an influential man whose standing was at the top of San Marino. How could he reduce himself so l
Sir Patrickson drove to the International Court of Patrickson and stopped his car before the main entrance of the court. He was a popular capitalist, so the paparazzis came in their numbers to question him. He waved at them. "Not ready for any questions."He walked into the court, painted white. His presence here created a scene. "What's Sir Patrickson doing here?""What's he here for?" Everyone who set eyes on him murmured among themselves. He didn't look at anyone but walked directly to the elevator. He pressed the tenth floor which was the registry hall. Here all cases were registered. The staff working here at the registry room were busy on their system with their headphones when they got an alert through their sound system that an important personality was here to see them. Allison, the assistant of the judge rushed over to meet him. Sir Patrickson had come a long way here, he didn't mind the distance, he wanted to make sure that his son gets the justice he deserves. "Hello
When Sir Patrickson returned from the court, he was crestfallen. The judge had been clear: he did not have enough evidence to sue the royal government, and if he persisted, he could face serious consequences. And the worst part was that his son could be arrested. He was so angry and frustrated, and he couldn't believe that the system had failed him.He stormed out of the courtroom, not even stopping to talk to Allison, the assistant judge. He knew that there was nothing more he could do. He had failed, and now he had to face the reality of his situation. His son's business was ruined, and his reputation was in tatters. All he could do was try to rebuild, but it would be a long and difficult road.As Sir Patrickson walked through out of the International Court of Industry, he was met with cold stares and whispers. The people had heard about what had happened, and they were not sympathetic to his cause. He had once been a respected figure in the community, but now he was a pariah. It wa
Henry Patrickson sat at his desk, staring at the bank statements in front of him. He had lost so much money in the robbery, far more than he could ever afford to lose. And as the reality of the situation sank in, he felt his rage building. He began to tremble, his fists clenched so tight that his knuckles turned white. He stood up, knocking over his chair, and began to pace back and forth, his breath coming in gasps.He started to smash things, throwing books and papers across the room, kicking over furniture.Finally, he stopped, panting and sweating, his heart pounding in his chest. And as the rage subsided, he was left with a deep sense of shame. He had lost control, acting like a child instead of a man."Leo, you bastard!" Henry seethed, his voice hoarse with rage. "You took everything from me! You took my wife, my money, my reputation! And now you've taken my dignity, with your little puppet, Melissa. I swear I'll make you pay for this! You'll regret the day you ever crossed me!"
"What?" he snapped. "What is it?""Henry, I know this is difficult, but you need to hear me out," his father said, his voice calm and patient. "I know the outcome wasn't what we wanted, but we need to figure out what to do next.""What do you want me to do?" Henry asked, his tone bitter."The judge was not happy with the case you brought to him," his father said. "He felt that you didn't have enough evidence to sue the royal government, and he said that if you continued to pursue this, you could face serious consequences. He said that you needed to drop the case, and focus on fixing the problems within your company.""But they robbed me!" Henry protested, his voice rising. "They stole from me! They deserve to be punished!""I understand that you're angry," his father said, "but you need to calm down and think about this rationally. I know this is difficult, but we need to think of a way forward. The judge was clear that if you continue to pursue this case, you could end up in prison.
Henry was filled with anger that was covering his eyes from seeing the world clearly. All he wanted now was to do things his own way, to make things work in a quick and faster way.He opened his drawer and pulled out a small sheet of paper which had some numbers scribbled down on it.He dialed the number on his phone and put a call across the contact.“I knew you would call.” The person at the other end started.“I'm up for the deal.” Henry said after ignoring the statement made by the other man.“(cracks into a laughter) what deal?” The man asked Henry as he found that statement very funny.“Stop beating around the bush. You know what I am talking about. I'm in for the discussion we had the last time we met.” Henry replied.“I've heard you.” The man replied.“Dennis, stop joking around please. So, is it still open? I'm fully ready for whatever you need me to do.” Henry replied with a desperate tone.“You are not serious, or are you?” Dennis asked him again with a serious voice now.
Henry was calm and secretive, which made everyone to be surprised. Clara came visiting but his countenance towards her was also shocking.“Why are you so quiet and calm when there is fire out there, raging all around you??” Julia questioned as she couldn't understand why and where he got this calm attitude from when he was supposed to be worried and flaring up in anger.“What? Shouldn't I have peace of mind again? Or just because your little puppet and his toy are playing games on me, should it make me to panic and start begging them??” Henry spoke so derogatory to Clara that she felt insulted.“I am trying to make things easier for you and stressing my fucking ass out there but meanwhile, you are here like a bitch doing nothing!” Clara yelled in anger.Clara glared at Henry, her eyes blazing with fury. He sat across from her, his expression calm and serene, as if he hadn't a care in the world. It only served to enrage her further."How can you just sit there, so calm and collected?"
He pushed away his friends and family, convinced that he was doing what was best for them. But as he became more and more isolated, he started to feel the weight of his actions, the emptiness of his life. And yet, he still couldn't stop himself, couldn't give up the quest for money and power.It was as if he was trapped in a cycle, unable to break free from the chains of his own making. He was caught in a web of his own design, and he couldn't find a way out. He felt like a prisoner in his own life, trapped by his own decisions and desires. He was a slave to his own ambitions, a slave to his own greed. And as the days and weeks and months passed, he felt himself sinking deeper and deeper into despair. He felt the darkness closing in around him, and he couldn't see a way out."I don't understand it," Melissa said, her voice full of confusion. "It's like a miracle. How did they manage to turn things around so quickly?"Leo shook his head, still trying to wrap his mind around the situati