Mike was a dedicated driver. Punctuality was his watchword.He had promised Dave to pick him up from the party at exactly 11 p.m. and was determined to keep that promise.After getting ready, he took a glance at his wristwatch and saw that it was exactly 11 p.m.He swiftly walked out of the house and straight to his car.As he drove down the streets, he couldn't help but think of the party that Dave had invited him to.He had declined the invitation because he was working and couldn't make it.He was, however, happy that Dave and Alice had found time to go out and have fun.Finally, he arrived at the place where Dave and Alice went for the party.It was a highbrow spot with valet parking, beautiful lights, and people dressed in their best.Mike briefly wondered if he should have dressed up a bit more, but quickly brushed off the thought.He parked and texted Dave to let him know that he had arrived.Dave responded that they would come out in a few minutes, so he decided to take a few
Ethan had been enjoying his peaceful slumber in the comfortable hotel bed when the loud chiming of the clock rudely awakened him.He groggily rubbed his eyes, trying to bring himself to full consciousness.As he stretched and yawned, his mind slowly processed the fact that it was time for him to get up and start his day.With a big sigh, Ethan dragged himself out of bed and shuffled over to the bathroom.He turned on the tap and let the warm water fill up the bathtub, the sound of the gushing water soothing his tired nerves.He added a few drops of scented bath oil to the tub and took a deep breath, the aroma filling his nostrils.As he slipped into the soapy water, Ethan let out a contented sigh, the sensation of the warm water enveloping his body like a comforting hug.He closed his eyes and let his thoughts drift away as he soaked in the serenity of the moment.After a few minutes of luxuriating in the bath, Ethan reluctantly rose from the water and toweled himself dry.He walked o
Ethan stared blankly at the phone in his hands, the words etched into his mind like a searing iron.Alexander Cromwell, the man his father trusted, the man his father called a brother, was the very person responsible for the deaths of his parents.The weight of the revelation settled heavily on Ethan's shoulders, his anger and sorrow combining into a single, burning desire for revenge.Muttering to himself, his voice trembling with rage, Ethan contemplated the twisted game fate had played on him.The veil had been lifted, and he now saw the truth, a truth that had been concealed from him for far too long.But there was something else—a decision that could change his life forever.Through the wicked act of killing his parents, Alexander obtained a huge fortune. The lure of those millions whispered temptingly in Ethan's ear, drowning out the calls for justice.The millions of dollars could grant you the life you had always dreamed of—a life tainted by the very man who had shattered his
Alexander stared at Ethan for a long moment before turning and walking out of the room, he closed the door behind him with a resounding click.Ethan jumped onto the couch, his mind reeling. He knew he'd made the right decision, but it was still terrifying to stand up to his own blood like that.He sat there for a long while, the night growing darker and quieter around him. As he sat there, he realized that he didn't want anything to do with his uncle anymore. "How can I kill the president? Dave doesn't owe me anything, and besides, he's jovial." He muttered to himself.Again, Ethan realized how dangerous his Uncle was; Alexander could kill him if he disobeyed what he said."Damn, how could he put me in such a mess? After secretly killing my parents, you want to use me for another murder." Ethan yelled and hit his hands on the couch. He was seething in anger, and fear gripped him again.He quickly got up, looked for his phone, and decided to call Rodriguez."Pick up, Rodriguez."He said
Amelia stirred in her bed. Groaning slightly, she tried to burrow deeper under the covers, but it was no use. She knew she had to get up and start her day.It was 5 a.m., and Amelia had a very important task ahead of her: she was going to cook breakfast for her grandmother."I wish Mom would allow the maiden to cook for Granny too. What's all the stress?". She muttered to herself.With a deep breath, Amelia threw back the covers and swung her feet out of bed. She stretched her arms and legs, feeling the warmth spread through her body, and padded across the room to the bathroom to splash her face with cold water.Feeling more awake, Amelia headed for the kitchen, her mind already buzzing with the possibilities for breakfast.She knew she had to make something that would be easy for Granny to consume.After some thought, Amelia decided on oatmeal with fresh fruit and honey. It was a simple dish, but one that her grandmother loved, and it was perfect for a cold morning.Picking up her ap
"I need to transfer all the money to my account before Madam Charlotte comes back". Nelson sat on his cozy bed with his cheeks supported by his palms and mumbled those words to himself.He gasped for breath and made his way out of the room with his restless body and pale face. He headed straight to the bathroom for a bath, and after 30 minutes of showering,he came to his wardrobe to get himself a good outfit that fit the day."I think a white collar shirt and black trousers will be a perfect match." He said to himself and went downstairs for his breakfast in the dining hall."Are you coming back tonight or are you going to have a night at your wife's house?" Nelson's mother said this and added a smile.Nelson was confused, so he pretended to agree with what his mom said: Mom, I will have time with" Amelia; I really miss her." He clearly said it in a way to convince his mom, and he tried to be careful with the words he chose.Okay, my son,I'm heading to the office. I'm already late, s
The wind blew chilly in the morning, giving Alice's exposed skin chills. Alice overindulged during the party, so when she was taken home, she made the decision to stay inside and get well.She yawned and slid out of bed, saying, "I should get ready for work. I can't let this keep me inside." As she spoke, their housekeeper was to be summoned."I had been feeling weak and under the weather for days now. I had been staying at home, trying to rest and regain my energy. " Alice muttered to herself in a worried way.As she sat on the edge of the bed,she heard a knock at the door. She dragged herself up and walked toward the door to see who it was.She opened the door, and a woman dressed in a uniform stood there with a broom and cleaning supplies. The woman looked up at Alice and gave her a polite smile."Good morning, small madam," the woman said."Goodmorning, but why are you calling me small madam?"Alice chuckled and told her to call her by her name instead of small madam. The woman no
"I guess you had time with Dave in the evening; that's why you feel weak inside".Alice rolled her eyes, knowing full well that Juliet was about to tease her for something. "Very funny, Juliet. Yes, I'm up and getting ready for work. Unlike some people, I have responsibilities."Juliet laughed. "Oh, come on. You can't blame me for trying. But seriously, how are you feeling after last night?"Alice had to think for a moment before responding. "Uh, I'm fine. Why? Did I do something embarrassing?"Juliet chuckled. "No, not really. But you were definitely feeling good last night, thanks to all that alcohol you drank. I warned you not to do it, but you never listen to me."Alice gave a half-hearted shrug. "I don't really remember much from last night. But I'm pretty sure I didn't do anything too crazy."Juliet laughed again. "Well, you were definitely a little more...sociable than usual. But don't worry, you didn't embarrass yourself or anything."Alice breathed a sigh of relief. "Okay, go