"This bastard will not stop embarrassing himself. Mariana irked. "Why do I still feel second hand embarrassment for him? Why do I care if he burns to ashes."Whispers and murmurs dribbled around the corners of the hall as the people wondered what Slade had gone over to Dexter to tell him. Many believed that Slade was shameless and didn't want to accept defeat, so perhaps he went to pull some trick. No one could tell for sure. As soon as Slade stepped away from Dexter, Dexter's eyes shone so brightly that it almost competed with the chandelier in the center of the hall. Everyone saw the sudden reaction of Dexter as soon as Slade stepped away from him. All of a sudden, Dexter turned around and started to run away. "What the hell!""What just happened right now?""Where is Mr Dexter going?"Not one person in the hall was not clueless, except for Slade. There was a soft smile in his face. There was a shade of death and evil in his smile. Everyone watched as Dexter ran into the restr
Slade headed straight to Candyce."We need to talk." He said to her as soon as he got to her. Candyce stared at him for a moment. When Slade had offered to pay a billion dollars and went through with it, Candyce's rage had disappeared for a moment. Right now that Slade was standing in front of her. It seemed like the rage was not actually gone. It felt like something else overshadowed it and kept it buried for that split second of time. She looked away from Slade for a second and saw that all eyes were on him. There was not one person in the hall who was not staring at him. Her gaze strayed for a while until it landed on Amelia. Amelia was also staring at Slade. Seeing this made Candyce even more infuriated. "Maybe you should go talk to her instead." Candyce rolled her eyes and then walked off. Slade stood there for a moment. He looked in the direction of Amelia. It was easy for him to deduce whom Candyce had referred to as "her"Slade turned around and left the hall, following
Slade became emotional. He couldn't help but imagine what the remains of his burnt family would look like. He shut his eyes, gritting his teeth as he tried to clear his head. He needed to shut those images out. "If you would allow me. I'll hunt down these families that orchestrated the incident. I will drag them through flames and fury!" Lord JK swore, sharing from the grief of Slade. When Slade opened his eyes, there was a soft smile in the corner of his lips. He looked too relieved for someone who was heavily pinned down by emotions ago. What he had in mind for these families was something that no one, not even General Trent, would be able to pull off. Something that even if Jeffrey Dhamer hears it, he would feel sick to his stomach and puke his lungs out. No one can pull off this revenge plan as he has envisaged it. There is a reason why he was taking so much time. And now that the time is up, the show must go on!"What will happen to the elderly folks in the meantime?" Slade c
Amelia was flabbergasted and extremely embarrassed following what had just happened. She couldn't bring herself to believe this. When Slade had scooped her into his burly arms and led her to the bedroom, she had thought that finally she would get him to do what she wanted. Amelia was quite a cougar in bed. If she gets on a man, she definitely knows how to make the man confess all his sins with the way she'd dominate and instruct the rod! She was that gifted. She had thought that she would be able to pull that trick on Slade, too, although she was also beginning to find Slade very attractive. Slade stood up from her, towering over her as she stared at him cluelessly, breathing as though her lungs would fly out through her mouth. "And for context." Slade added. "The lady you saw with me at the party is my woman." He added. After saying all these, he turned around and headed out of the room. Amelia remained in bed for another few seconds. She was trying to put her thoughts togeth
Amelia felt like she had been shot after what Slade had just said. The pain is without measure. The embarrassment is in the fullest of its form.No one has ever been so rude to her like this. Ever! No one has ever made her feel so bad and terrible about herself. All of a sudden, her eyes became wet and she started to cry. "What the hell." Slade didn't expect this. Amelia was crying so loudly as though she was mourning the death of a loved one. Out of the blue, some hurrying patting sounds were heard coming from the left. Slade looked and saw a dog! Amelia's dog. The same dog which he almost crushed the other day. The dog ran directly to where was and started to bark. It was growling and barking with everything that it had in it. It kept on barking, moving closer and closer to Slade. When the dog realised that no matter how hard it barked, Slade didn't even budge, the dog went for his shoe and started to bite it. Slade couldn't help but laugh as this was happening. He couldn't h
It was 8pm and the main villa of the Havill family was bustling with people of color and status. It was the birthday of the patriach of the Havill family. The old man is turning ninety today, but he looked like someone who just making his full turn to seventy. It was said that he had been observing some traditional rites which were responsible for the vibrance of his health. The main area of the living room was not congested even though there were about thirty people present. These people were dressed so radiantly that the chandelier that lit the night couldn't help but illuminate the glitters of the fashionistas. The old man, Chairman Havill, was seated in a special spot. There were two people standing next to him. Two tough men wearing black suits. These men had dark shades on. It was said that these men used to work under the tutelage of General Trent. They had been sent away by the General because they didn't know the difference between duty and humanity. They were said to
All attention shifted from both Chairman Havill and Dexter to the door!They had all be murmuring and bickering over the feat that Dexter had just achieved. It was like breaking a world record. It was extraordinary. All of a sudden, a roar had come from the door. The opening of the door was like the eruption of an earthquake. It had come with so much force and out of the blue. "Who's that?" Someone asked the question everyone was trying to ask. It was the birthday of one of the powerful shareholders in Nyther-Rim Groups and there was someone who had suddenly intruded? Talk about guts!The people didn't really know what to think of this. But right now, they were mostly worried about identifying who this person really is. Based on where this strange man was standing, it was hard to tell much about him. The strange man was standing at the entrance of the foyer. There was not much lighting in that area of the room. They could hardly tell what he looked like or what his business was.
The foyer froze up as though a storm of ice and icicles had just blown through. There was no one in the hall who was in their right minds. None could make a decision for themselves except staring. They all stayed glued to their various spots as Slade Nyther, the mysterious man in mask, strode out of the building with the head of the patriach of the Havill family in his left hand. Dots of blood trailed the steps of Slade as he walked away from the scene. No one could yet tell who this mysterious person was. Who was so powerful to have killed the two Lost Beasts and one of the members of the board of Nyther-Rim Groups. Not along after Slade vacated the building and got into his car, the aura was retrieved, and everyone got a hold of themselves once more. But this time, the reality of what had just happened dawned on them. Screams started to fly around as the scene gained more enlightenment, and the brains started registering the awful and dreadful facts. There was a pool of blood