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THE REVENGE OF ELVIS KLEIN AT THE BIRTHDAY PARTY
Inside the Dwayne family house, chandeliers suspended from the ceilings were a sight to behold. Their dazzling crystals refracted the light.The combination of decorative lights and illuminants transformed the Dwayne family house into a beacon of beauty and splendour. Everything looked new, immersing everyone in a world of magic and delight.It was Mr. Dwayne's 56th birthday!The entire Dwayne family had been invited to the birthday party, and everyone's faces were beaming with smiles as the occasion began.Soft music was being played in the background and everyone was engrossed in the euphoria of the occasion when Elvis walked in.Elvis came late for the party looking rumpled and sweaty. The time fixed for the party clashed with his work time, and he had no choice. He had to do several jobs since the last week."The loser is here."Elvis heard a voice whisper as he looked for a place to sit, and then he noticed that all eyes were on him."Ugh... what's that smell?" Brenda asked, touc
THE REVENGE OF ELVIS KLEIN I'M HER HUSBAND
"Fiancé?" Elvis looked on in confusion.As soon as Leslie and Roy got to the front, Roy drew Leslie closer to himself and kissed her while everyone continued to cheer. Finally realizing what was going on, Elvis could no longer bear it, "What the hell are you all talking about?! I'm... I'm Leslie's husband! How can Roy be Leslie's fiance? Are you all insane?" Elvis's words seemed to be swallowed up by the cheers of everyone present at the party. "Leslie and Roy will be getting married in a couple of months!" Mrs Dwayne continued.At this announcement, Roy and Leslie kissed even more passionately as Elvis's face turned red with anger. While Elvis moved closer to the front, the room erupted into more commotion. Everyone present at the party walked to the front, their faces beaming with joy as they congratulated Leslie and Roy. "I said, I'm Leslie's husband!" Elvis spoke even louder as he moved to the front, perhaps he wasn't heard initially. Roy looked at Leslie in bewilderment, his
THE REVENGE OF ELVIS KLEIN THREATENED
" "I'm going nowhere! You're so shameless, Leslie, to act in this manner after being caught in the act! You bring a man to have sex with you on our matrimonial bed, and you have the boldness to send me out. What pleasure do you derive from him that I cannot give you as a husband?" Elvis moved closer to Leslie, his eyes red with anger. "Since we got married, you haven't allowed me to have sex with you; and here you are, having sex with another man?! What does he have that I don't?..." "Eh... That's enough! Keep quiet! You must be crazy to compare your filthy self with this man. This man has a net worth of more than a billion dollars, and you, a pauper and God-forsaken human, stand here to compare yourself with him. All your entire life, you've never even been able to gather up to a thousand dollars in a month, and yet you try to compare yourself with him. Are you even qualified to clean his shoes?..." "Don't talk to me that way, Leslie. I'm still your husband!" But you never tol
THE REVENGE OF ELVIS KLEIN THE SACK LETTERS
Elvis stood outside the house, finding the whole scene he had just witnessed heartbreaking when he suddenly remembered why he came home in the first place - to pick up his work uniform. However, he had been distracted by the scene and had forgotten to pick up the uniform. He looked at his wristwatch and realized that he had been out of work for forty minutes, so he quickly boarded a taxi to return to work. "Hey, Elvis. Where have you been? Our boss has been asking about you," Pete, his colleague asked, as soon as he saw Elvis enter the hotel. "Really? Oh, my goodness. I just hope he hasn't found out that I left work..." "No, Elvis. It has nothing to do with that. He just came in a while ago and asked about you, and I told him you went to use the toilet." "Oh, thanks, Pete. That's kind of you. I'll go see him immediately," Elvis replied, feeling relieved and grateful that Pete had covered up for him. He knew that if his boss found out that he had left work for home, it would resu
THE REVENGE OF ELVIS KLEIN REAL OR FAKE?
Elvis could understand that it was Leslie who gave the security such an instruction. It was getting dark, almost 8 p.m. Elvis needed a place to rest his head until the next morning. He tried calling his closest friend and colleague at Toner Associates, but he couldn't reach him on the phone. He walked up to the company where he was yet to be sacked, if he would be given a place to lay his head for the night. After all, he still worked for them. After walking down the road, he arrived at Jensen's Company. Mr Klein, what are you doing here at this time of the night?" the gatekeeper asked. Even though Elvis was a familiar face in the company and known as a cleaner, he wasn't expected to be seen around the company premises at that time of the night. Mr. Jones, please, I need a place to sleep for the night. Can I sleep in the company's lounge until dawn?" "No, please. I was told not to let anyone in after the working hours." "But I work here, and you know me well. I just need a pla
THE REVENGE OF ELVIS KLEIN ONE BILLION DOLLARS!
Still wearing tattered clothes, Elvis strode into the grand marble-floored bank, determined. The chandelier sparkled above him, and the air was filled with sounds of laughter, and prosperity. However, as soon as he entered, he noticed the indifferent glances from the bank staff. "Good morning. I'm here to open an account," Elvis announced, but the staff members who heard him acted as if he was invisible. In a split second, a customer walked up to the counter close to where Elvis was standing. "Hello, Miss. I'd like to open an account," the young man announced. He was wearing a designer suit and shoes. "You're very welcome, sir. Please take a seat," The staff answered quickly, as she brought out a form and swiftly attended to the wealthy man, with a smile. She was Helena Smith, one of the customer care representatives. She was a beautiful lady with a curvaceous body. Undeterred, Elvis stood in line, waiting for his turn to speak with the representative. He watched as others who c
THE REVENGE OF ELVIS KLEIN THE GRAND EMPIRE
Hansen, Mr Paul Klein's special assistant led him through a series of opulent hallways until they reached a set of double doors which he pushed open to reveal a lavishly furnished study. The room was a symphony of rich wood and leather, with bookshelves lining the walls from floor to ceiling. Behind an imposing mahogany desk sat Elvis' Uncle, a middle-aged man with salt-and-pepper hair and a perfectly tailored suit. "Elvis," Paul's voice was warm, his smile genuine, as he rose from his seat to approach Elvis. "It's been far too long." Paul enveloped Elvis in a warm hug. Elvis had always expected his uncle to be aloof, at least, a bit cold. But this display of affection was unexpected and comforting. "I apologize for not reaching out sooner," Paul said as they took their seats. "You see after your parents passed away, I lost track of you. I didn't know where you were or what had happened to you. For years, I searched, but I couldn't find you." Elvis felt a twinge of confusion. A
THE REVENGE OF ELVIS KLEIN NEVER WILL
As the conversation between Elvis and Mr Paul continued, the tranquillity of the room was shattered by the sharp ring of Elvis's phone. Elvis's expression shifted from attentive engagement to reluctant distraction. The device was illuminated with the name "Leslie." Elvis furrowed his brows in surprise, wondering what his betrayer-wife was calling for. "Apologies, Uncle Paul," he said as he picked up the call. Almost immediately, he heard Leslie's voice. "Elvis Klein, you loser and low-life!" Elvis's eyes widened in shock at the sudden barrage of insults. He had anticipated a conversation and not a verbal assault. "Are you out of your mind?" Elvis confronted. "Well, I just addressed you by your names. Or have you forgotten them so quickly? Anyway, my lawyer has the divorce papers ready, so get ready to sign them this afternoon." "Thank you for letting me know," Elvis smiled. He was not bothered about the divorce. What was the point in keeping a slut as a wife, anyway? Anoth
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KATHY?
"But why? We agreed that I come over to check the house, some minutes ago. So why can't I purchase it, now that I have checked it and I'm pleased with it?"I'm sorry, Mr Wallace. The authorities have instructed us not to sell the house to you." "What the heck are you talking about? What authorities?! Look, don't play games with me, man. If you're not pleased with my price, then tell me to increase it and I will. Don't tell me you can't sell that house to me..."Before Roy could finish talking, he noticed two able-bodied men at the door of the house.They were dressed in dark suits and wearing stern expressions. They stood there as if they were sentinels guarding the mansion's threshold. Their presence was intimidating.Roy's initial surprise quickly gave way to indignation as he ended the call and approached the men. "What's the problem?" Roy asked with a frown."Who are you, and why are you here?"The taller of the two men, a burly figure with a stern face, stepped forward and prod
- THE REVENGE OF ELVIS KLEIN
TAKING OVER
The next day Elvis decided to visit The Elites' Estate. He had to start a new life now that his status had changed. On arrival at the estate, he met with the security guards who greeted him with so much respect as soon as he introduced himself. Mr. Paul Klein had called them earlier to inform them that Elvis was the new owner of the estate so he was going to be coming around. Therefore, as soon as Elvis introduced himself, they welcomed and bowed to him in respect. Elvis was dumbstruck by all he saw. The estate was magnificent, sprawling over acres of meticulously landscaped grounds, offering a breathtaking blend of natural beauty and architectural elegance. The mansion stood tall with its breathtaking ornate architecture. As Elvis approached the mansion, he noticed a sleek black car parked in front of the houses that lined the estate. It was a car that looked very familiar - the same white Ford vehicle he had seen at Mr. Dwayne's birthday party. He could tell by the plate numbe
- THE REVENGE OF ELVIS KLEIN
NEVER WILL
As the conversation between Elvis and Mr Paul continued, the tranquillity of the room was shattered by the sharp ring of Elvis's phone. Elvis's expression shifted from attentive engagement to reluctant distraction. The device was illuminated with the name "Leslie." Elvis furrowed his brows in surprise, wondering what his betrayer-wife was calling for. "Apologies, Uncle Paul," he said as he picked up the call. Almost immediately, he heard Leslie's voice. "Elvis Klein, you loser and low-life!" Elvis's eyes widened in shock at the sudden barrage of insults. He had anticipated a conversation and not a verbal assault. "Are you out of your mind?" Elvis confronted. "Well, I just addressed you by your names. Or have you forgotten them so quickly? Anyway, my lawyer has the divorce papers ready, so get ready to sign them this afternoon." "Thank you for letting me know," Elvis smiled. He was not bothered about the divorce. What was the point in keeping a slut as a wife, anyway? Anoth
- THE REVENGE OF ELVIS KLEIN
THE GRAND EMPIRE
Hansen, Mr Paul Klein's special assistant led him through a series of opulent hallways until they reached a set of double doors which he pushed open to reveal a lavishly furnished study. The room was a symphony of rich wood and leather, with bookshelves lining the walls from floor to ceiling. Behind an imposing mahogany desk sat Elvis' Uncle, a middle-aged man with salt-and-pepper hair and a perfectly tailored suit. "Elvis," Paul's voice was warm, his smile genuine, as he rose from his seat to approach Elvis. "It's been far too long." Paul enveloped Elvis in a warm hug. Elvis had always expected his uncle to be aloof, at least, a bit cold. But this display of affection was unexpected and comforting. "I apologize for not reaching out sooner," Paul said as they took their seats. "You see after your parents passed away, I lost track of you. I didn't know where you were or what had happened to you. For years, I searched, but I couldn't find you." Elvis felt a twinge of confusion. A
- THE REVENGE OF ELVIS KLEIN
ONE BILLION DOLLARS!
Still wearing tattered clothes, Elvis strode into the grand marble-floored bank, determined. The chandelier sparkled above him, and the air was filled with sounds of laughter, and prosperity. However, as soon as he entered, he noticed the indifferent glances from the bank staff. "Good morning. I'm here to open an account," Elvis announced, but the staff members who heard him acted as if he was invisible. In a split second, a customer walked up to the counter close to where Elvis was standing. "Hello, Miss. I'd like to open an account," the young man announced. He was wearing a designer suit and shoes. "You're very welcome, sir. Please take a seat," The staff answered quickly, as she brought out a form and swiftly attended to the wealthy man, with a smile. She was Helena Smith, one of the customer care representatives. She was a beautiful lady with a curvaceous body. Undeterred, Elvis stood in line, waiting for his turn to speak with the representative. He watched as others who c
- THE REVENGE OF ELVIS KLEIN
REAL OR FAKE?
Elvis could understand that it was Leslie who gave the security such an instruction. It was getting dark, almost 8 p.m. Elvis needed a place to rest his head until the next morning. He tried calling his closest friend and colleague at Toner Associates, but he couldn't reach him on the phone. He walked up to the company where he was yet to be sacked, if he would be given a place to lay his head for the night. After all, he still worked for them. After walking down the road, he arrived at Jensen's Company. Mr Klein, what are you doing here at this time of the night?" the gatekeeper asked. Even though Elvis was a familiar face in the company and known as a cleaner, he wasn't expected to be seen around the company premises at that time of the night. Mr. Jones, please, I need a place to sleep for the night. Can I sleep in the company's lounge until dawn?" "No, please. I was told not to let anyone in after the working hours." "But I work here, and you know me well. I just need a pla
- THE REVENGE OF ELVIS KLEIN
THE SACK LETTERS
Elvis stood outside the house, finding the whole scene he had just witnessed heartbreaking when he suddenly remembered why he came home in the first place - to pick up his work uniform. However, he had been distracted by the scene and had forgotten to pick up the uniform. He looked at his wristwatch and realized that he had been out of work for forty minutes, so he quickly boarded a taxi to return to work. "Hey, Elvis. Where have you been? Our boss has been asking about you," Pete, his colleague asked, as soon as he saw Elvis enter the hotel. "Really? Oh, my goodness. I just hope he hasn't found out that I left work..." "No, Elvis. It has nothing to do with that. He just came in a while ago and asked about you, and I told him you went to use the toilet." "Oh, thanks, Pete. That's kind of you. I'll go see him immediately," Elvis replied, feeling relieved and grateful that Pete had covered up for him. He knew that if his boss found out that he had left work for home, it would resu
- THE REVENGE OF ELVIS KLEIN
THREATENED
" "I'm going nowhere! You're so shameless, Leslie, to act in this manner after being caught in the act! You bring a man to have sex with you on our matrimonial bed, and you have the boldness to send me out. What pleasure do you derive from him that I cannot give you as a husband?" Elvis moved closer to Leslie, his eyes red with anger. "Since we got married, you haven't allowed me to have sex with you; and here you are, having sex with another man?! What does he have that I don't?..." "Eh... That's enough! Keep quiet! You must be crazy to compare your filthy self with this man. This man has a net worth of more than a billion dollars, and you, a pauper and God-forsaken human, stand here to compare yourself with him. All your entire life, you've never even been able to gather up to a thousand dollars in a month, and yet you try to compare yourself with him. Are you even qualified to clean his shoes?..." "Don't talk to me that way, Leslie. I'm still your husband!" But you never tol
- THE REVENGE OF ELVIS KLEIN
I'M HER HUSBAND
"Fiancé?" Elvis looked on in confusion.As soon as Leslie and Roy got to the front, Roy drew Leslie closer to himself and kissed her while everyone continued to cheer. Finally realizing what was going on, Elvis could no longer bear it, "What the hell are you all talking about?! I'm... I'm Leslie's husband! How can Roy be Leslie's fiance? Are you all insane?" Elvis's words seemed to be swallowed up by the cheers of everyone present at the party. "Leslie and Roy will be getting married in a couple of months!" Mrs Dwayne continued.At this announcement, Roy and Leslie kissed even more passionately as Elvis's face turned red with anger. While Elvis moved closer to the front, the room erupted into more commotion. Everyone present at the party walked to the front, their faces beaming with joy as they congratulated Leslie and Roy. "I said, I'm Leslie's husband!" Elvis spoke even louder as he moved to the front, perhaps he wasn't heard initially. Roy looked at Leslie in bewilderment, his
