"Get along?!!!" Vixton's brother-in-law exclaimed. "What are you talking about, cousin?" The other company was as stupefied. Slade was equally stunned by what Vixton had just said. Of all the things that he knew Vixton was capable of, he never imagined that those words would fall from his lips. "Come here." Vixton's cousin dragged him to the side. "What are you talking about bro? What do you mean by you want to get along with that fool?" "Have you forgotten what he did to you? How he ruined your wedding? Have you forgotten that as we speak right now Mariana is still crying back at home?"Vixton just looked from one man to the other as they tried to scold him."Do you think I am fool?" Vixton answered eventually. When he said this, they slowly started to space out on the rage. Perhaps Vixton knew what he was doing after all. "Just follow my lead and don't ruin the fun." His tone changed quite a little bit that his company realised that he wasserious at this point. They nodded w
Lord Jendall Kurtis was standing in front of his car, surrounded by a group of men who were dressed in different brands and designs of suits. Each of the men looked polish which goes to prove that they are more than a security personell that works under the JK family. "I'm glad that you have agreed with us to send men to treat the water." One of the men said to Lord JK. "We can definitely turn that slum into one of the best areas in Pinnacle County.""More importantly, we can easily diverge the attention of the public from the place before they'd ever discover that the land is rich with some --" The man talking now decided to trail off. The silence he created after that last word was enough for the rest of the group who already knew what he was trying to talk about. "Lest I forget, why did you decide against sending our men there tomorrow? The quicker the better." A man in blue suits addressed Lord JK."Do not be in a haste. I'll let you know when it's time to send men over. Pend
All these while, Slade was seated in his car, watching all of this unfold. He saw when Lord JK walked out of Pinnacle Height with the distinguised men. He also saw that the man was looking around in search of him. He understood why Lord JK would do that instead of calling him on the phone. Slade himself had promised that he would be hanging around outside the building but he was not there. He had wanted to walk up to Lord JK after the distinguished men left, but suddenly stopped when he saw Vixton. He really didn't know what meaning to read to what Vixton did. But he was certain that no good would ever come out of it. Then again, he wasn't actually bothered by things like that. He had other pressing matter to be bothered about at that moment. He pulled out his phone and dialed the number of Lord JK. He had to be discreet with this. He didn't want himself to be seen publicly with Lord JK. There are always hidden media people that hang around powerful men like Lord JK. They would
Lord JK looked extremely horrified after what Slade had just said. For the first few seconds, he couldn't bring himself to justify any form of reaction. He just kept staring at Slade as though he was going to pick something from his face.Lord JK was trying to see whether or not Slade was being serious or if there was any other meaning that he could possibly read to this.When he saw how knitted the face of Slade was, he pushed his body forward in the seat, facing Slade fully."Divine doctor." He muttered, still struggling to choose the right set of words."Did something happen? Did I do something wrong? Did my daughter call you and caused you any form of inconvenience? Could it be something else that some of my subordinates did?" Lord JK was running all over the words!He really didn't know how to bring himself to accept what Slade had just said. He wished he could nod his head and just let it pass but he couldn't."I used to think that you were an honorable man, but perhaps I was ve
Slade was still stuck on the fact that Lord JK willingly announced himself to the elderly folks.To the people in the slum, names like Jendall Kurtis was a myth. They've only heard the name. They had known to fear and be in great dread of the name. But never believe that such a person truly exists.Just like history was passed down through generations about some iconic or ruthless people who once existed in history. But their life story seemed so unsuall and brutal that one would grow to think that it was all a myth to scare the kids.Same was the situation between Lord JK and people who live in slums like this.Thereby, announcing himself to them was such a huge deal! In fact, not many influential folks have met with Lord JK, how much more people who live in the slum!!If the news about the visit of Lord JK gets out into the public, this entire area will be flooded by media personnel in the blink of an eye.Taking just a clear picture of Lord JK's face and copyrighted could be sold f
"But after treating the river, and after the construction, this neighborhood will forever belong to the elders. That's the essence of buying this land." Lord JK assured.Slade had a lot to think about at this point. This situation was grander than he could ever have imagined, and to think that he had painted Lord JK as the villian was something he now regretted and was willing to take back. Suddenly, Slade fell down on his knees right in front of Lord JK. The man's eyes widened in absolute shock. There was no way in the whole universe where he could have seen this coming. "Divine doctor, what are you doing?" Lord JK looked horrified to see Slade on his knees, dropping in the muddy area. In fact, the shoes of Lord JK was already coated in sticky soil, how much more Slade who was now on his knees?"I was wrong to have accused you blindly. I should have asked you a question and gotten to the root of this, but I decided to play myself." Slade had his head dropped, as he apologized. Sl
Lord JK was startled by Slade exclamation at first. The man was just about to welcome the expert and his men who had come to test the water. All of a sudden, Slade had exclaimed disrupting the pleasantries. He decided to watch what the hell was going on. "It's you. Isn't it?" Slade added, looking really surprised to see this person. "Nyther the Viper! The invincible sage!" The man, who now identifies as Guler, exclaimed, too.He equally looked surprised to see Slade, but the surprise was seeped in a lighter mood. Guler rushed to Slade and hugged him warmly. Slade felt a little uncomfortable having to hug a fellow man so tightly! But Guler seemed to be defeated by joy and didn't see anything wrong with the felicitation. "When the hell did you get out of prison?" Guler asked Slade, pulling away. "Man, you look very different. Did you get out three months ago?" Slade didn't answer the question immediately. He didn't want to be too forward with the answers, but then when he recalled
Guler stood there grounded to the spot. He was staring blankly as though he had lost every brain cell left in his head.Slade Nyther was known as a weakling back in the prison before he mysteriously became powerful. He became so powerful that the strongest and deadliest inmates never wanted smoke with him!But that was in the prison. A powerful man in the prison should in no sense equate the same when such finds himself in the real world!Guler wouldn't have had a problem getting over this if the person who had just bowed to Slade was a normal rich person! If it was the patriach of another family, he might not have reacted this way!But seeing that Lord Jendall Kurtis, the most powerful patriach in Pinnacle county, had just bowed to Slade! His jaws remained dropped as he watched the man go. "I'll see you to your car." Slade called on top of his voice and followed Lord Jendall who was already far gone. Slade realised that Guler would have a lot of questions to ask him. This wasn't th
Slade landed dramatically at the shore of the lagoon at the end of the Heaven Coast Forest. He looked towards the forest as his eyes squinted. His Vyion Eye was still active so he wouldn't have a tough time finding the lady. The classified vision highlighted the path that led in the direction of the lady. Soon enough, he found himself walking down a narrow path that led towards a fountain. He could hear the body of water crashing ruthlessly against the rock. When he approached the fountain, he found the lady standing butt-naked, her back was positioned towards his direction. She was dripping. It seemed like she had just finished having a bath. She was whistling, and her voice was melodious and very enchanting. The harmony of her whistles provoked goosebumps and made head swell to the intricacies of the unknown witchery. Suddenly, she stopped whistling. She felt a presence behind her and turned around to look at the person. When she turned around, there were two large cats standi
Slade could swear with everything that he held dearly that he didn't open the door. The truth was that, he had tried to do what the old man had instructed him to do, yet he didn't get the door to open. Instead, he had continously been thrown away from the door whenever he made an attempt to open the door. Right now, when he pushed the door open slightly, he realized that the door was open. "Did I open the door? Really?" He started to doubt his own sanity. "When I tried to open the door with the scar, I was thrown away. How can I open the door when I was thrown away? Getting thrown away, doesn't that mean that something is wrong?""But then, could getting thrown away be the side effect of successfully opening the door?" Slade tried to understand the most logical possibility of event here. It didn't make any actual sense. "If that's the case, then why did I get thrown away each time I tried to open the door? Did the door open three times or more?"Slade realised that if he remained
The lady was lying on the ground, between the cluster of shrubs as she panted heavily. She was stark naked and covered in sweat. Her hair was disheveled and some part of her body was smeared with dust and green. She sighed continously. A wave of peaceful air flowed all about her, giving her this comforting feeling that she had never felt in a long time. The lips of her honeypot was coated with her juice and her legs were trembling. She heard the footsteps receding from her and tried to sit up. Sitting up, she saw the monster man who had just destroyed her warmth. He had finished ramming her as though he was a tractor plowing through a tough forest. Yet he was walking away strongly as though he had just taken a nap. "What kind of a man is this?" She muttered to herself, as her rage turned into admiration. Then her face changed again. "Hey! Where are you going?" She called when a sudden realisation hit her. If he is headed in the direction of the Lotus lagoon, doesn't it mean tha
Slade knew that the last thing he wanted to do in this moment is to get distracted. He couldn't afford it. But staring at this gorgeous lady standing in front of him, he couldn't help but let his jaws drop all over the floor. He didn't even know what to believe in a situation like this. Was she really a lady or a creature! For all he knew, she might be something else disgusing as a lady. Even at that, Slade didn't think it would be so easy for him to disregard the fact that her choice of character was out of this world. Candyce was indeed beautiful and gorgeous. But the likes of these lady standing in front of him, would make Candyce jealous if they were in the same room. "I must admit it. You're quite beautiful." Slade didn't know when those words flew out of his mouth. The manner at which he was acting right now, one would think that perhaps he had lost his mind. Some might think that he was under a spell and was being bewitched by the lady. But Slade could tell that much that
"Don't you think it's stupid to come here all alone?" A sudden feminine voice said behind Slade. Slade stopped in his tracks. A mile ahead of him was the Lotus lagoon that leads to the island where Niel Rim-Adon had told him to go. Slade had been told by the old man that something huge await him there. Ever since Slade arrived at this forest, he has not been attacked by any creature. Save for the two nuisance who came driving to their death, which had distracted him, there was no other difficulty. Slade was closer to his destination. He could get this done quickly and return to his daily life of vengeance. He has only been able to pull one revenge off. There are still five more families to go! Also, he still has to reclaim the lost company of his family which was stolen by the six families. And he wanted to do so the way the six families had stolen it. He stopped thinking about other things that do not contribute to his situation at the moment. He turned around to look behind hi
The leader of the henchmen realised that he was flowing in the sky, yet he didn't know how that has come to be. A second ago, there was a stray young man standing in front of his car. He had tried to run the guy over when all of a sudden, he felt something hit his car. If he was driving through the forest, he would have thought that he had hit a huge tree in his way. But he was driving on a plain and tarred road that divided the forests. He didn't know what to do or think in a situation like this. "Ahhhhh!!!" He let out a piercing scream as the car started descending.The speed of its descent was very much quicker than when it was going into the air. The force was swift and very impounding. Crash!!! The car dove face down into the tarred road with its bonnet. The windscreen shattered, and the shards of glasses flew towards the face of the leader, spraying into the eyes of the fellow. "My eyes. Blood!!" He screamed as he felt the shards sticking into his eyes. He could feel pain
"Tell me Tyq. What brought you to my villa? Curiosity or chance?""I did." A feminine voice called from behind the henchmen. Candyce and Mamita walked into the scene. Candyce was leading the way. "Baby." Lord JK said as soon as he saw his daughter. When Tyq heard Lord JK calling Candyce "baby", he was almost horrified. The only thing he could think of was Candyce being the wife of Lord JK. He had a conflict in his mind which he was struggling with in that moment, but he couldn't really tell if it was the best thing to get occupied with or focus on the present matter at hand. "When did you return?" Lord JK added as Candyce walked to him and hugged him. "Not long ago. We saw him lying on the street and decided to bring him home." Candyce answered, now standing next to her father. Tyq bounced back into reality in that moment. It wasn't the game of guesses anymore. This matter was getting very real and legit. He couldn't continue to disbelief for long. Not even if he wanted to. "Y
The lad didn't stop for a moment as he kept on running after he had pushed the door open. He ran in the wrong hallway and kept on increasing his speed as though his whole life depended on it. Well, for a fact, that was the idea. He felt like his whole life was dwindling in his eyes. He got to the end of the hallway and found that there was nothing in his way but a tall and thick wall. There was no way he was going to break through the wall and smash it into pieces. "What the hell! Why is there no door at the end of this hallway?" He was really confused and worried. He knew for a fact that there was no going back in the direction he had come from. There was a reason he had ran away from that room. What if he was right? What if this people were tricking him to believe that they wouldn't end up harming him? What if they were only looking for a way to make terrible things happen to him but are disguising it as though it was something rather special. "Where is he? Where did he go?" De
Stephen was pacing the foyer to and fro. His head was hot and aching! He was in distress. His entire body was almost in a lock down. At this point, it felt like a part of his body had shut down. Suddenly, he felt an adrenaline surge course through his body. He walked directly to the table and kicked it. The glass table shattered into shards. He walked to another corner of the foyer and broke a few other things. He smashed the TV and continued to cause a havoc until he came to a pause. No matter how much damages he was causing, he realised that his rage didn't subside. It only felt like he was causing himself some financial mischief. Of which he didn't really care about. When he came to a pause, a new idea popped up in his mind. The idea was strange but fresh. His eyes lit up. It would seem like the common phrase that fly around people's lips, 'There's a light at the end of the tunnel'This new thought that he had seemed like the light he has been waiting for at the end of this lon