"Huh?" Dexter looked extremely flabbergasted by what Slade had just said. When he had accused Slade, he had thought that Slade would deny the accusations and decide to leave at once to avoid being questioned further. If that had happened, Dexter had prepared so many other means to get the answer out of Slade. He had gone to the extreme length of hiring some thugs to make Slade talk, but the thugs were in hide at the moment. But right now, Slade had easily answered his question without even a need for pressing or urging!Dexter was not prepared for something like this. He didn't know what else to do at this point. This situation was moving too fast than he had anticipated. "You look pale. Why do you look so surprised?" Slade continued, a scoff blowing through his nostrils."You didn't think I would be able to pull it off if I were the one?" Slade asked, continously teasing the poor guy. Dexter was too flustered to speak, but his eyes attested to everything that Slade was saying.
The shadowy figure retained its spot for the next few moments. It neither budged nor advanced. Slade remained in the jacuzzi as well. "Do you have any last words?" The voice said, quick and quickening. "You're a lady." Slade deduced from her voice. "Tell me, who put you up to this?"There was a lace of concern lurking in the voice of Slade. It was more like he was worried for the lady.The lady stepped forward into the light. The gentle rays of chandelier lit up half her face to reveal lips coated in red lipsticks. She had high cheekbones, and her face was sculpted in grace. She was quite a beauty to behold. "I'll take those as your last words." The lady decided, making the final move towards Slade. Before Slade could even react, the lady had leaped off her position, suspended her body in the air, and came diving towards Slade in the jacuzzi."A hug?" Slade grunted in displeasure as he suddenly disappeared from the jacuzzi. Splash!!! The lady dropped heavily into the foamy water,
Vixton drove into the garage of the Langley villa. He pulled over and picked up his phone. He didn't pass the night at home last night. It was very early in the morning. It was 6am. He had to quickly get inside before his father would realise that he slept out. Although he wasn't a kid, who needed to report himself, anymore. Yet, since he was still responsible to his father and hasn't been acknowledged as the new patriach of the Langley family, then he had no choice but to abide by basic rules. He didn't step out of the car as he continously stared at his phone as though he was expecting something. He started to tap the steering wheel gently, using that as an aid for his thoughts. All of a sudden, his phone started to ring. Without looking at the caller, he answered the call at once. "How did it go?" He asked. "I'm not sure. I've not heard from her since last night either." The voice on the other end said. "What the hell." Vixton got annoyed as he pulled the phone away to look
Vixton's scream was so loud that every member of the Langley family was woken up by the pitch. Everyone came running towards his room to see what could have triggered such a scream. "This little..." Chairman Langley cursed as he pushed the door open. The man was preparing to leave for an important meeting. He was already at the door about to step out when the scream had come. "Why did you scream like a bitch!!!" He stomped in, striding towards his son. He saw Vixton standing like a mannequin, staring towards the bed blankly. "What the hell is wrong with you? Are you deaf? Can't you talk?" His father scolded, standing next to him. "Do you need a slap first? Or what the hell are you staring at so closely?!" The Chairman couldn't understand why he was talking to his son, but the latter kept staring. He felt an impulsiveness to hit his son to his senses, but somehow his attention shifted when someone called his attention,"Sir. What's that on the bed? Is that a lady?" "Why is she
Slade walked into a convenience store. He walked straight to one of the shelves to picked what he needed. He picked a few things and went to pay for it. He had made sure to withdraw a lot of cash which he had stacked at home. He couldn't go around with the purple card everytime setting the alarm off by the amount. As he walked out of the store, he heard some high-school students saying something that picked his interest. He stopped in his tracks for a moment, pretending to be doing something else, whereas he was eavesdropping. "Did you see the news yet?" One of the high schoolers said to the others."Who hasn't? It's all over the internet. In fact, I'm sick of it already.""Joke! What's there to be sick of? The Havill family is willing to give out five hundred thousand dollars to whoever has a concrete lead on the location of the masked guy."Slade gasped when he heard the amount of the bounty. He couldn't have thought that one day he would become such a hot cake that would be wid
Tyq kept a long stare at Slade for a moment after what Slade had just said. Slade could see the expression on the face of the boy, but he really didn't know what to make of it yet. The expression looked quite neutral, but the details were very graphic. All of a sudden, Tyq burst out laughing. The lad laughed so hard that he had to clutch his palm to the stomach. He had laughed so hard that he was already feeling pain in his stomach. Slade stood there clueless. He didn't know which of his feelings to respect. He didn't know whether to be mad or offended. Tyq kept on laughing for another few seconds. Slade knew that he couldn't just stand here and watch this dumb lad make a fun of him. Slade had his reason for deciding to make himself known to someone, but for some reason, he was being seen as a fool?"Oh, come on! I haven't eaten. Don't make my stomach burst open." Tyq was struggling to cut short on the laugh. "If you're the masked guy, then I'm Captain America. No, actually, Hul
"Sorry for keeping you waiting." The Scientist walked in on Slade, who was staring at a particular specimen that was preserved in a transparent glass."How long has this been here?" Slade asked. "It's been here before I started working here." "Before you went to prison or after?" Slade turned to look at him. "Before. It should have been here for at least three years." The Scientist added. "Are you here for what we talked about?" The scientist changed the topic. "Please hand it over. I have a lot to do." Slade asked. "It's not here. But it's just a five minutes drive away from here." "Shouldn't you have told me that before I came here?""Look at who's talking. You said you were coming to the lab! You never said what you were coming to do."Slade scoffed and then headed to the door. The Scientist followed. As they drove off, the guy kept looking at him every now and then. "Will you concentrate on the road, please?" Slade asked. "Look at who's talking. Should you be scared of d
"My wife?" Slade muttered, looking quite clueless for a while. All of a sudden, his eyes gained strange strength as his jaws dropped. "Oh, Candyce." He finally circled around the point that the old man was trying to make. He dropped the call without saying another word and drove off. Not long after, he pulled the car over at the front of Lord JK'S villa. He hurried towards the door. The henchmen bowed as soon as they saw. It was no longer a news that he was already regarded as a part of the family. "Where is she?" He asked as soon as he walked in. His pace was quick and light. "Divine doctor. You're here. Come. She's in her room." Lord JK said as soon as he caught the sight of Slade. The old man was fidgeting. There was no telling how much the man loved his daughter. Slade had never seen him act like this. Not even when the old man was dying! The man never acted like this. Although he knew how much Candyce meant to Lord JK, seeing the scene come to life in front of him was a