The rays of sun filtered in through the windows and rested on Patrick's face. He groaned and used his forearm to shut the sun out from his face. "Ugh, I don't want to wake up now, mum!" He said from his sleep and grudgingly stood up. He had not realized where he was until he placed a foot on the floor and felt something sting him underneath his foot, and a sharp pain followed immediately. "Ouch!" He shrieked and looked down on the floor. He was surprised to see broken pieces of a bottle scattered all over the floor, a portion of the floor filled with the dried-up liquid that had poured onto it. "How did all of this get here?!" He asked and then, the memories from last night started coming to him slowly. "Ah geez!" He let out when he could recall everything that happened from last night. Blood was already sprawling out of his leg and soon the floor was filled with his blood. The scent of fresh blood, dried vomit, and Alcohol filled his nostrils and made him gag. "Shit, I've got
Andrew smiled when he heard both men already fighting themselves to stupor, he had gotten into their heads and turned the both of them against one another, he had intended to make them fight till they drop dead but when they told him that do you go was responsible for the failed attempt at kidnapping his daughter, then he definitely that they would fight until they somehow made their way back to Diego. How they were going to make their way back to Diego while they were still at battle was none of his business, but he had made it so that unless they came in contact with Diego, that was when they would stop fighting immediately. Andrew stopped in the middle of nowhere and closed his eyes so he could teleport back to the house—Dora's toilet precisely, to make it look like he had just gone to ease himself in the toilet. He opened the door to see his daughter still waiting patiently for him. He felt his heart melt at the such of his faith sitting patiently in the same spot that he had l
Andrew turned around with Dora in his arms to face Lisa with a look of dread etched all over his face. "Are you hiding something from me, Andrew? Now give me back it child!" She ordered, putting her hand out in front of her as she went towards him and grabbed Dora from him, setting her down on the ground. "Now tell me, Dora, what was it that Daddy asked you not to tell me?!" Lisa glared at Andrew before looking down at her daughter, waiting for her to respond. "It's nothing!" Andrew tried to speak up for Dora, who just kept on smiling from ear to ear, poking a finger inside her mouth. "Let her speak for herself, Andrew!!" Lisa retorted. What she hated the most was when people Kept things away from her. Even Before Andrew had been kidnapped, she had suspected that he was keeping things back from her. When she had vowed to herself that she would uncover whatever it was that Andrew was keeping away from her, she thought she had been overthinking the whole thing when she did her inve
"What do you mean you've been waiting for my call all morning, Reginald?!" Patrick arched a brow as he asked the question. "The way I left you, boss, it was obvious that you were going to call me one way or the other," Reginald Informed Patrick. He could tell that Reginald was smiling from the other end of the phone widely; his calculations were correct. "Well, since you knew that I was going to call, then you just know what I want," Patrick said to him, trying to conceal his true emotions. "Of course I do, but you know, it's not something that we can discuss over the phone.""Look, Reginald, I know you by now, and I know what you're capable of; you won't just agree to help me except you need something in return, so tell me what it is that you want, and let's get on with this!!" Patrick let out with irritation, he could not believe that of all the people that he could be on the phone with, it would be Reginald. "Exactly why this is not a conversation that we can have on the phone,
Chapter 154"Diego!" Emilia called out in shock. The man also spun around, and upon seeing Diego, he went down on his knees immediately. "Please boss, it's not what you think!!" The man clasped both hands in front of him as he begged. "So tell me what I think it is!" Diego asked sarcastically. "Please boss, I beg of you!!" The man continued to beg for his life. He knew now that Diego had caught him, He was not going to spare his life. "So you've been the one who has been hurting my girl?!""You've been the one inflicting those wounds on my girl's body, haven't you?!" Diego asked Angrily as he grabbed the man by his collar and yanked him up aggressively to his feet. "I can explain, boss Please just give me a chance to explain." The man Pleaded. He was shaking his head fervently as His eyes darted from Emelia to Diego, Who was already on the verge of pouncing on him. "Alright, I'm going to give you two minutes, just two minutes, to tell me the reason why you've been whipping my gi
Patrick was slowly starting to run out of patience as he had been waiting for Reginald for over two hours since he got to the office. They had earlier agreed to meet at the office by 9:00 am in the morning, but knowing how Late Reginald loved to be at every event, he decided that he was going to get to the office at ten, hoping that Reginald would show up 30 minutes after he had arrived. But Patrick was wrong. It was already a few minutes past twelve, and Reginald was not yet here; he kept calling the secretary to ask her if Reginald had checked in yet. But each time he called, her response was always the same: 'No sir, he has not checked in to work yet.' And when Patrick had called her for like The umpteenth time, she had the boldness to ask him why he was still expecting Reginald, knowing that they had dismissed him countless times from the office. Patrick rudely replied to her and told her it was none of his business and that she should just stick to informing him when Reginald
"Hurry up with the knife already, Emelia," Diego Barked impatiently when he saw Emilia standing at the door with the knife clutched in her hands. With the way she held the knife, one would perceive that she was ready to take a swing at anyone who came close to her with it. "Put the knife into my hand, Emilia, and stop staring like that," Diego said again reaching out the hand toward her. "No, Diego, I'm not going to let you do this," Emilia's voice quivered as she spoke. She looked down at the man—within the space of less than ten minutes since had had gone to get the knife, Diego had beaten the man beyond recognition. The man's lips, cheeks,s and eyes were swollen; blood was dripping from every corner of the man's face, and he could barely stand up on his feet. When the man saw Emilia standing at the door, he burst into tears. Emilia followed the man's gaze— he was looking at the knife held tightly in Emilia's hand. "Please Diego, I beg you, do not kill me." The man's words we
Andrew kept on pacing the floors of his daughter's room Wondering how he was going to get himself out of the mess that he had Unknowingly gotten himself into. The absence of his car had not even crossed his mind ever since Dora mentioned that she was taken by those men. Before they had left the house, he begged Andrew not to leave the house Because she suspected that a lot of people were still onto him And would not hesitate to kidnap him at any chance that they saw. He had not only disobeyed and deceived his wife but he had also dragged his daughter into this.Andrew ran his hands through his disheveled hair as he thought of what he was going to do. "Don't just stay there and watch me Panic. Tell me what I'm going to do," Andrew said to Valkyron. —I do not know what you want me to tell your master— Valkyron responded to him. —I was not there when all this happened, and even if I was, I know that saying anything to you would not have met anything at that time— Valkyron broke the