Alex's hang hung in the air as he stared at his boss who looked like he'd seen a ghost. It didn't make sense to Alex why his millionaire boss would be so scared of a man riding a yellow GMC.
By now, people had gathered, some busybodies had started taking videos. Almost everyone in the crowd knew who the millionaire boss was. Quite a lot of them had seen him on the television and just why the sight of a man dressed in some weird looking shirt and trousers could be so frightening to the millionaire boss was a surprise to everyone."Mr Ryan…" the millionaire boss called, taking a few steps toward Ryan.More than anyone, Ryan was surprised. He did not remember seeing the man anywhere."Have you forgotten?"Ryan shook his head slowly. "I don't know you.""Mr Ryan, we met at the charity event six days ago and two days ago, I was at your office for a contract. Don't you remember?" The millionaire boss aske"Have you been living in Atlanta all these while?" Ryan asked."Where else do I have to go?""Because I don't imagine there is anyone in Atlanta who hasn't heard of the divorce.""Forget about rumours. You were only a week married to Stephanie when I heard she had divorced you."Ryan shook his head. Landon would really never believe he's divorced."How is it like living in a rich family?" Landon asked, looking at Ryan.Ryan shrugged. "You could say it's nothing out of the ordinary." After some moment when he didn't hear any word from Landon, Ryan glanced at Landon to find him staring at him, Landon's lips slightly parted."What? Do I have something on my face?" Landon shook his head. "You're speaking like the rich.""What?!" Ryan laughed."How is your mother in-law? I assume she treats you well. I mean, you're handsome."
"Leave? How? Why? When?" A guy asked, finding himself funny, he started laughing. A few guys joined him."I'm really sorry, but please, you have to leave," the person who had spoken earlier said again.Ryan looked in the direction of the door to see who was was talking. It was a man dressed in a suit, looking lean like an ant. Ryan found himself laughing again."We rented this place for the night and this is just midnight. You can't order us out when we paid," Landon said. He was the only one there who seemed to be the most sober."Come on. Turn on the music!" Another guy said.The man in suit walked over to Landon. "I understand your point, but our guest is really important.""Tell your guest to… Go to hell!" A guy said and laughed.The man in the suit bit his lower lips. "If you don't go, I'll be forced to use violence.""Violence? Do you know violence?" One guy stagger
If Ryan had not yet sobered up, he would have sworn he imagined what just happened. Did Anderson really bring another woman to a hotel when he's going to get married to Stephanie soon?As if reading the question in his mind, Anderson grinned at Ryan."We are not dating exclusively. Until we get married, she can see other men and I can see other women." Ryan shook his head. If it was Stephanie he knew, she would never allow Anderson to date another woman while Anderson is dating her. That woman is jealous as hell. But, of course, the Stephanie he knew wouldn't have moaned another man's name while they were having sex too. Just seeing Anderson here and remembering that night made Ryan want to punch the life out of Anderson. He glanced at his phone. It's been two minutes since he sent the message. The owner of the hotel would be here any moment from now.Anderson turned to the manager. "Where are the security guard
The next morning, the ringing of Ryan's phone woke him up. He tried to get himself out of bed. He felt as if some hefty guys had used his body as a punching bag all through the night. His head felt like it was going to bust open. With a groan, Ryan walked to the sitting room where the ringing of the phone was coming from. How he got home last night or rather, this morning, remained a mystery to him. He checked the caller ID. It was Brenda that was calling."Ryan?" She called at the other end of the line."You're okay?" He almost groaned at the stinking alcoholic smell that oozed from his mouth as he spoke."Are you on your way?" Ryan Sat down on the sofa. "I will be there soon.""We are already going to the court, meet us there.""Court?" He asked, but she had already hung up.Wait a minute… today? Today is the first hearing of the case betw
The man brought out a bottle of juice from his jacket and placed it on the sink. "It's directly from the company. Great taste. You'd remember it forever." The man nodded and continued, "it will be the last thing you'd taste on earth. Isn't that fun?"Ryan looked from the bottle to the man. "I said you should unlock the door.""I will do that when I'm done with you. As I was saying..." he pointed at the bottle of juice. "... The juice contains an overdose of antidepressants. You only have to drink halfway before you die. I mean, what death can be more peaceful and enjoyable than that?" The man leaned on the door. "Come to think if it, you'll die as a hero. You'd be that man who was very dedicated to his job that no one knew was going through depression. You'd be popular in death. What do you think?"Ryan tried to weigh the pros and cons of what actions he would take. This man probably has a gun. If he makes any s
Ryan tried to keep his breathing steady as the woman dragged him away. All along, he had been expecting that the dead man's partner was a man. It has been a woman all along?"Walk faster," the woman said. Now that Ryan looked at her well, he realized she was probably in her early thirties. In her pants and blouse, she looked like an ordinary woman with an ordinary life, hoping to have a husband and kids —if she hadn't had those. "It took you longer than I expected," the woman said, still dragging Ryan along with her."You only had to force the drink down his throat." She stopped in front of a car and pushed him inside. She also got in beside him.Before Ryan could understand what was happening, the woman was already peeling her dress open. "You promised to allow me to do anything I want if you succeed in taking Ryan out of the way." She took off her blouse, revealing her pink bra holding two breasts captive.
Ryan let out a breath of relief after the doctor had left. He explained to them that everything is under control, especially due to the fact that she was brought to the hospital on time."The real head of the Lt Group, I can't wait to see him go down," Anna said."He will go down at the end of everything, but first, he has to see his company crumble. After we win the case, he's dead.""About the case… today's hearing wasn't pretty," Anna said.Seeing how tired she looked, Ryan suggested they sat down. He got them two cups of coffee and gave one to her."Thank you." She took a sip from the coffee.Ryan nodded and also took a sip from the coffee, thankfully, his stomach could hold it."Every time our lawyer tried to say something, the Lt group's lawyer would raise an objection. Our lawyer rarely said a complete sentence without being objected to and..." She frowned. "The judge allowed the
It all happened in less than a twinkle of an eye. Several patrol cars parked around Ryan's GMC. Several cops came out, opened the GMC door and one of them handed out a handcuff. "You are under arrest for the murder of Mrs Smith," the cop who handed out the handcuff said.Even as Ryan was dragged into one of the cops cars, he couldn't believe what was happening. He had parked his car, went inside the restaurant to get some food, came back in less than five minutes only to find a dead woman in his car and the next moment, cops had come out of nowhere and handed him some freaking damn handcuffs as if he were some serial killer. Who the hell would believe he had nothing to do with this drama? It was perfectly staged. Perfectly planned. Really, Jed is a master planner. Two of the cops dragged him down from the car and dragged him inside one of the offices in their station. A man with a stomach that stretched out in