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
"Huh?" Candyce exclaimed. She had been so lost in her naughty thoughts that she had almost forgotten that she was with someone. Well, how could she forget that she was with someone when the person was the exact reason she was lost in thoughts?"What did you say?" She tried to get back on the course of discourse. "Cardiomyopathy." Slade replied, gazing at her intently. His eyes were dreamy to her and she could be lost in the moment, but she didn't want to be. What he had just said seemed quite serious, there was no room for wilting away in fantasy. "You know, babe. There are a couple of things that when they are being talked about, they just point you to a definite end." Slade took a break. Candyce was lost in the moment. Slade had just referred to her as babe. While at that, he was also talking about something that sounded very serious. A part of her wanted to believe that he was doing this intentionally. There must be a reason why he was saying sweet and serious things at the s
Slade got in the car and drove off to the slum. He pulled over in front of his Mamita's house. He could hear some noise coming from inside. The day was still very much young for there to be any sort of ruckus. When he walked in, he saw a man seated on the bed of his mamita. His eyes squinted and his blood started to boil. He had no idea why he was feeling like this. In fact, the feeling was instinctive rather than premeditated. "Who are you?" He asked. His voice was deep and hoarse. When the man heard the voice, he turned around at once. The man must have been taken by shock. It seemed like he didn't hear Slade walk in. This was another reason for Slade to be more pissed off! How could someone like this who was not aware of his surroundings be any close to his nanny?!Would he even be able to protect her? When Slade realised what his thoughts were, he quickly threw them away. He shook his head! Why did he suddenly think this man is his Mamita's boyfriend?!"Slade." The man called
"OOO! What's this car?" She gasped as soon as she saw the car. Slade didn't say a word. He just opened the door and helped her settle in. He walked to the other side and got in. He ignited the motion and drove off. She looked around the interior of the car for a while, feeling the leather of the seat with her palm. She looked extremely blown away. "When last did I ride in a luxury car like this?" She muttered, chuckling as she felt the touch of as many thing as she could. "Where did you get this from? Did that man, Mr Jendall. Are you now working for him?" Mamita asked. Slade sighed then took a glance at her. How can he begin to explain everything to her? How can he explain to her that things were different now and they could have whatever they wanted whenever they wanted it?He knew that this would be too much for her to process at once, but by time, she would slowly get used to the luxury, and finally come to accept the fact. "Yes. He gave the car to me." Slade answered. "Re
Slade stood grounded to that spot for a minute. There was a lot going through his mind as he stared at Linda. He would momentarily moved his gaze from her to the object of collision. It was a plastic box of garbage. The box hardly fell away when the car hit it because the impact was nothing serious. In fact, the box was still standing, tilting towards the bonnet of the carAnd there was Linda on the floor, rolling from one side to the other. Slade didn't need a soothsayer to tell him that she was faking it! But why? Why would she intentionally throw the garbage box in the way of the car and then make herself fall to the ground. "Slade!!!" Mamita yelled his name. "What are you doing standing there? Why are you not helping her up?"As Mamita scolded Slade, she walked to Linda and bent towards her. She tried to lift Linda up.When Linda heard Slade's name and lifted her gaze to see him, she felt utterly disappointed. There was no way she could hide the grandiose weight of the disappoi
It would seem as though a festival was about to commence. There were a lot of people gathered at the scene. Who could have thought that so many of these rich folks stay indoors all day?! Or perhaps could there be a public holiday. Slade and Mamita were still in the car as Linda continously cried and yelled. She was acting as though the car had been doing 90 in the freeway when the collison happened. In fact, the scene got quiet interesting when Linda's legs knocked the box to the ground, letting the trash pour on the floor. The lower part of her body was actively wallowing in the trash as she rolled to and fro. Yet she did not stop. "This is preposterous!" One of the rich folks said. "Do they not know that this is an estate? How could they be going on such a speed in a quiet estate?" Another person argued. "Why are they still in the car for fuckssake!" One of the men yelled and moved closer towards the car. A lady suddenly grabbed the arm of the man who was walking towards the