Slade's eyes returned to normal, and Lord Jendall could not see the abrupt metamorphosis. Staring at the building from the standpoint, Slade couldn't help but stare in awe of the beauty of the villa. He had walked this lane for almost an hour, but he had never seen a villa as grandiose and exhuastively stylish as this. Standing in front of this villa made him discover that there was a mountain backdrop highlighting the aesthetics of the estate. The view was immaculate. "Let's just not stand here. Let's see if it's to your fittings." Lord Jendall insisted and led him towards the villa. The greenery of the lawn, and clearness of the pool were just too ethereal to be real. When Slade got to the doorstep, there was a whirring sound that come from the center of the door. It was a robotic activity that pushed out what looked like a camera from the middle of the door. "Since nobody has ever lived here, and you are the new owner, you have to register your face and finger prints in case
In the Langley villa, the atmosphere was tensed and there were hostile chatters flying around the space. All eyes were wild and mean, all for the same motive. Vixton was one of the people who was displeased and restless. He was pacing the foyer, to and fro. He just kept mumbling and muttering to himself. He was entirely red from rage. "We cannot let that bastard go scotfree.""That's right we've got to do something about him.""People like him should be made to eat their boots and die licking their own poo! So that in their next lifetime they wouldn't dare to mess with people beyond their class.""But why did Ceballos suddenly wanted us to go?""I'm more worried about how that bastard was able to maneuver his way and stop those thugs from shooting him.""What a joke! He's an ex-convict. A prisoner has nothing but time. He probably have been doing some workout, which must have given him a delusion to think that he can just do what he wants.""I'm sure my cousin will not let this slid
He ran quickly out of the house. "Mamita!!!" He called her name as loudly as he could, but he got no response. He was restless. At this point, he didn't know what to think. There were a couple of thoughts trampling over one another in his mind, yet he couldn't clear them out. His mind zoomed back to the pot of rice that had fallen on the floor. That couldn't have happened without some exertion of force. With the thought of force springing in his mind, his restlessness tripled and quadrupled. Did the Langley family find her again? Did they trace her to this house? Did they abduct her? Where is she, and what are they doing to her?His eyes had turned red at these thoughts. He could feel blood racing and rushing through his veins. His hands have been fisted, bones crackling. All of a sudden, he realized something. Earlier today, when he came here with Mamita, the neighborhood was a little bit lively and moving. Right now, things seemed unusually quiet. Slade took a deep breath. He
There were murmurs going around as Slade referred to the neighborhood as his. The elderly folks looked impressed. They didn't know him per se since they've only known Mamita for the past few years. Before any of the three men could say a word, one of the elderly folks, an old woman wearing a loose gown, had quickly stepped forward. "Maria, is this your son?" The woman asked Mamita, inspecting Slade from his head to toe. Slade's attention shifted from the current situation to the woman. He wasn't really bothered by the way the woman was looking at him. Instead, what she had just said picked something in him. His mother? Mamita, his mother? Although Mamita was older than him and was his nanny, she wasn't at that age to give birth when he was born!To think that she was being referred to as his mother hurt Slade so bad. Does she now look so old that his Mary Poppings now looked like someone who could mother him?A new phase of emotional roller-coaster was about to pop off, but Slade
Slade took a deep breath. He was getting to understand the situation gradually. "We came here to help these ungrateful old people! We want to see if we can save the water, but they don't want to see reason. How annoying." The guy spat on the floor. "May dog eat your mouth!!!!" One of the elderly folks yelled at the guy. "How dare you put it like that, you little scum! You want to pour chemicals in this river! But you want to kick us out our houses after pouring the chemical! And you want to do that tomorrow!! Are you insane? Where do you expect us to go?""It's simple. Don't you have kids or something. Go live with them for a few months." The guy scoffed, rolling his eyes. "Can you hear this forsaken rounded muffin!" The elderly man pointed in rage. "Carlos! You too! You'll do this to those who watched you grow and fed you?" A woman yelled at the third guy of the group who has been quiet since. Carlos basically lived in this neighborhood and was raised here. His grandfather died
"What are you doing! Answer the call! Or do you want to get fired?!" The other guy yelled at the tough guy. The tough guy quickly snapped out of the frenzy."Hello, Director." He sounded so soft and gentle as though he wasn't the same person who was haughty and bossy towards Slade. He was silent for a couple of moments as he listened over the phone. After a few seconds, the call was hung like it never happened. He reluctantly lifted his gaze, looking quite wearied as he stared at Slade. "What! What happened? What did he say?" The other guy was dying to get to the root of this. It was only the tough guy who was able to listen to the call.The tough guy's face suddenly turned into a scowl as he moved closer to Slade. His eyes dimmed, and there was a shot of a rage. "Don't you dare to think that this is over." He warned Slade. "Although I don't know why the director just called me out of the blue, but..."The guy didn't know what else to say, or perhaps he didn't feel the need to c
The pace of the lady was so quick that before Slade could realise what was happening, she had gotten to him, with hand drawn like a sword.She swayed her left palm towards his face to slap him across the face, but Slade stopped her hand. He couldn't just stand by and watch someone slap him for no reason. Up to this moment, he still didn't understand what the hell this was all about. All he knew was that he almost caused an accident. Aside this, he had no clue what else was going on. That was one of the many reasons why he had climbed down from the vehicle. "Let go of my hand! You will rot in jail today! I'll make sure that you do not see the light of the day ever again in your life!!" The lady was fighting with all her might as she cussed relentlessly at Slade. He knew that there must be a reason why she was acting this way. There was no way a normal person would want to hit another for no reason. He noticed that the lady was not fighting to hit him anymore. Instead, she was tryi
Amelia couldn't even open her mouth. She just remained there, staring like a mannequin. She couldn't explain what just happened. This loser guy whom she had yelled at earlier suddenly became taller and bigger in front of her. In fact, his presence intimidated her so much that she was beginning to shake. It was until after he turned around and walked away that she stopped shaking. Based on her contact and influence, Amelia has met so many powerful people. But in her meetings, she had never come across someone who made her lose control over her body and mind like this. When she gained back her consciousness, she saw that Slade had already arrived at the vet clinic. "That crazy fool! How dare he yell at me." She grunted in displeasure, fuming. "Hey!!! Don't you dare think that I will let some local vet treat my Kyle! Never!" Although she was yelling this, yet she didn't stop for once as she approached the vet clinic. She stomped into the clinic yelling, "Do you even know how