Chapter 82Andrew couldn't help but mutter curses under his breath while he drove back home to his family. His insides were burning with so much rage that even the fabric he was clothed with scorched his neck. "That bastard really thinks that he had me in a corner didn't he?!" Andrew spat out, letting a wry smile that failed to reach his eyes. He concentrated on the road, making sure that his thoughts didn't distort his concentration on driving. In as much as Reginald was still in that company and two days had not elapsed, he was going to make sure that Reginald felt every inch of ridicule if he still insisted on staying in the company. "Reginald does not know the length I can to spite him. " Andrew let out, clutching the wheels tightly until his knuckles turned white. Andrew arrived at a red stop and brought down his glasses so he could get a better look at the signpost that was adjacent to him. "Hmm, this looks like a nice place to eat, I should bring Lisa here sometime." A sli
Chapter 83Andrew was still in shock when the screen disappeared. He wiped the sweat away from his face. The gate suddenly opened and the gatekeeper stepped out, signaling to Andrew to make his way inside the house. "The hell?!" Andrew managed to mutter after he had regained his composure. Despite the air conditioner working just fine, his clothes were drenched with his own sweat. His hands trembled when he tried to get hold of the car keys and start the car. When he couldn't seem to get hold of himself. He unlocked the car and got down from it, making his way through the gate instead. "Good afternoon boss, welcome home boss." The gatekeeper greeted. Andrew barely waved at him and made his way inside. The gatekeeper's face contorted in confusion, his eyes glued to Andrew as he made his way into the house with the car still parked outside. He noticed that Andrew's hair was dishevelled, he looked disoriented and his clothes soaked down to his shoes. "Boss, what about your car?" Th
Andrew woke up the next morning to see his breakfast already set on the table in front of him. He was thankful that he had not knocked the food down when he tried to get up. He rubbed the back of his head and slowly arose from the bed. He was beyond baffled that when he woke up, it was already day. "Had I really slept for that long?" He quizzed himself while his eyes searched the room for his phone. He finally found it lying on the bed beside him. He reached for it and turned it on to check the time. "What the— eight thirty-five?!" He exclaimed, running his fingers through his hair, "I remember I got back from the office by two or thereabout, so I slept from then till now." Andrew's calculations were on point. He replied to his text and checked on the missed calls that he had, making a mental note to call them back when he had gotten himself together. He let the phone slip from his hand onto the bed and was about to make his way across the room when his eyes caught the breakfast l
Andrew was unable to peel his eyes away from the screen as he kept on reading the message over and over again inside his head. His other hand clutched the wheel of his cloth while he drove down to his office even when he had no reason to be there that day. He didn't realize that he was still dressed in his clothes from yesterday. All he thought of at that moment was to get to his office as soon as possible, he hadn't even remembered the promise that he made to himself not to But when he got there, he was surprised that the office was still in the condition. "What in the name of— is this a prank or something?" Andrew raised his phone to his face and read the text message again. "I thought the message said a part of the company was burning," Andrew said still staring dumbfoundedly at the text message before letting it down. "Everything seems to be in perfect condition here." Andrew pressed down on the car horn and waited for the gate to open before he drove in. The gatekeeper was eq
The screen disappeared and materialized again. "First mission?" Andrew muttered under his breath. –Tap on the screen to display your mission–"I'm not tapping on any bullshit!" Andrew's resolve grew and he went back to his office chair. –Very well then. It might interest you to know that the theme of this mission is to get back your wealth–All the hairs on Andrew's body stood and he gritted his teeth. It dawned on him that the dream he had about his parents was somehow connected to this. It seemed odd what he was getting himself into. He placed the paper angrily on the table and clutched his hand with both hands. "I don't know Valkyron but this doesn't feel real," Andrew admitted. –I must apologize if you feel that way, master but the earlier you accept responsibility for your mission the faster you can get your wealth before your rivals do–Andrew shot his head up immediately, 'There are others involved in this too' he intoned internally. –Yes there are–"What the—" Andrew exc
Andrew's eyes Fluttered open as he woke up, blinking rapidly as the morning sunlight streamed through the curtains, lighting up his bedroom. He glanced around, disoriented, his mind was still in a blank space for that moment. He struggled to remember what had happened the previous night. He looked around the room with suprise in his eyes wondering how he had got here. He held his head feebly between his hands and tried to process his thoughts. There was something there, just beyond his reach, something important. He reached for it, but as he did, a sharp pain shot through the back of his head. He winced, pressing his fingers to his temple, as if that might help to ease the throbbing ache."What... happened?" he muttered to himself, still feeling groggy. He pushed himself up on the bed, propping his back against the headboard. The images from the previous night were blurred, and no matter how hard he tried to concentrate, he couldn't piece them together.As he swung his legs over the
Andrew let the phone slip from his hand and made his way to the bathroom door. Before he could turn the handle, the door to the bedroom creaked open, and his wife, Lisa, walked in.“Andrew,” she called softly, her eyes scanning his face, “I thought I heard you come in. I was just finishing up downstairs. You look...” Her voice trailed off as she stepped closer, her brow furrowing as she took in his tense posture. “You look like you’ve had a long day.”Andrew managed a weak smile, attempting to brush it off. “Yeah, you could say that.” He nodded toward the bathroom. “I was just about to take a shower, clear my head.”Lisa reached out, her hand brushing against his arm. She felt the tension in his muscles. Something was wrong, she knew him well enough to see that much. She had seen that look before, she recognised it immediately. “Andrew,” she said gently, stepping closer, her eyes searching his, “what’s going on? You seem... different. You can talk to me, you know that, right?”Andre
Andrew dried his face clean before making his way out of the bathroom. Lisa was already long gone by the time that he was out. His eyes scanned the room for any signs of Valkyron but the system wasn't there. He sighed and proceeded to dry the rest of his body. As he did so, there was only one thought on his mind; to visit the prison where Alec had been and question the officers why they had released him from prison. The thought of it made Andrew's insides burn with rage—How could they have let Alec off just like that, after the gravity of his crimes? Andrew could not contain his disappointment for the police department in the city. Even if they had wanted to release Alec, be shooting have been informed about it. Now he was convinced that the letter he had gotten was from Alec himself—he had been the one to deliver the threat letter to his office. "That bastard, if I happen to lay my hands on him, I'm so going to beat him to a pulp and he's going to regret leaving prison in the firs