“With all due respect, Mr Jonathan, that is gone and buried. I believe that it is best that we just forget about it and try to solve the one at hand. What I mean is, I already took care of it and I don’t want to dwell on it.” Mr De’Luka argued.
Just like Mr J.onathan, Mr De’Luka also knew Mr Jonathan very well. The fool acted all saint and wanted everything solved in the most ostensibly way. He thought that the man had missed his career. Instead of being a businessman, he should have sneaked his way somewhere in the law enforcement sector or become a judge. Even then as he gawked at him, Mr De’Luka could tell that the man was growing suspicious every single second that passed.
Mr Jonathan was indeed dubious of the old man. He knew that in business you could not vouch for anyone. Money was the root course of all evil, they said, and he could not concur any less. There was just something about Mr De’Luka that he didn’t unde
“What? Do you want more money?” Mr De’Luka spoke after turning to Edwin.They stood right in front of their faces while the rest stood in awe waiting. Not even Diana could tell what Edwin was thinking about.“No! I just want to correct you.” Edwin said, as his hand rummanged inside his pocket."Correct me? Explain yourself.” Mr De’Luka asked.Edwin pulled out something as he spoke to the arrogant man. “The thing I regret the most is having trusted you, Mr De’Luka. The person who beat me up is still walking free. And now that my father knows about this, here is your cheque. I do not have to remain under your clutches anymore.” He returned the cheque to him, and Mr De’Luka accepted it with a dark frown.His plan had failed. He didn’t know whether Mr Jonathan would still remain mute about the incident now that his stupid son had returned the cheque. But all in all, he was Mr De&rs
Jordan strolled into the room where Ana was struggling to sit up. He ran to her with concern. She had just woken up, and here she was attempting to sit up.“Why are you getting up? You will irritate your wound with this. You need to lie down and avoid any form of motion so that your wound won't get irritated.” He said, tucking her back in the covers again.Ana pulled her face shyly. His care touched the soft part of her heart. For someone who had lived her life trying to prove her worth to the people who adopted her and who didn’t seem to reciprocate her philia, receiving such cloying gestures warmed her heart. Not to mention that it was Jordan. She was thawing down to the guy in ways she could not explain.She was still swimming in glee, trying to recall how their paths had crossed. It was a beauteous fortuity that she could never in her lifetime stop thanking the heavens for. What would have happened if the heavens didn’t send a black Messiah to her rescue that night? Probably gone
Ana had experienced a lot of pain before, but nothing tantamount to what she felt when she saw the look in Jordan’s eyes. He was quizzical. That hurt, but merited.“I only agreed to his plan so that I could warn you about it. It was not my intent to betray you. I did not even know I was being followed.” She explained, looking anywhere but Jordan’s eyes.Jordan laid-back. Deep down he knew he was wrong in judging her. But he needed to be sure.“Believe me when I say I can never betray you, Jordan. You saved my life. What kind of a monster would I be?” Ana almost cried.“I know that you have a good heart. But your parents are so rotten and heinous.” Jordan stated, standing from the seat. Now that he knew Ana did not betray him, he thirsted for revenge. He would make Mr De’Luka pay for trying to harm him. “What are you planning to do?” Ana asked like she was reading Jordan’s mind.Jordan turned around and slammed on the seat again, banking his eyes on Ana. “You? What do you plan to do?
Mr Jonathan walked over to where the three faces were. A mixture of vexation and daze was registered everywhere on his face. That was the same look that Liya and Ana wore too.Ana had even pulled herself up and leaned her back on the bed. Remembering how Jordan had saved her, he could get a clear picture of him possessing such powers.And Mr Jonathan saw him too that night. Even how he put that Martin the arrogant in his place. His swift and calculated extraordinary moves were so impressive. No wonder the man exuded such a composed and daring aura. He and Liya knew about his expertise in medicine. He had told them himself, but the new version that he was introducing surprised them.Liya may have not seen so much of Jordan in action except with the incident in her house with Martin, but she knew there was definitely something mind-blowing lying in Jordan. The way he confidently and swiftly drew up an effective plan to lure Martin and his crew. He had even broken Martin’s bones before t
Jordan matched outside with battered thoughts. He really was torn between which decision to make. His heart was throbbing for both offers. The idea of him exercising his both gifts stroked him with coequal thrill.Mr Jonathan’s offer presented a lot of blinding opportunities for Jordan, though. The man was moneyed. He associated with affluent people who were enlisted in Jordan’s circle of interest - the likes of Mr De’Luka and Diana. Venturing into the world of the rich would provide him an opportunity to study their ways well and plan his revenge well. He was so tempted to lean on that side.“Listen, I don’t care what you do. Whether you go against your family or against the entire world is none of my business, young man. All I want is for you and my daughter to get married! I will not allow you and your family to bring any shame to my daughter and me!”Jordan was chilling in a corner when that bitter voice stroked his ears. He couldn’t have been mistaken. He remembered that galling
Jordan walked back to Ana’s hospital room with a well-made-up mind. Those fools thought they were good at plotting against someone? Well, they were about to receive the shock of their lives. He could also be cunning if pushed into a wall. Even with the bad turn of events that Edwin was Mr. Jonathan’s son, that did not exempt him from Jordan’s wrath unless he changed. But as long as he was trying to go after Jordan, then they were mortal enemies.“So, Jordan? Have you decided.” Liya asked when Jordan walked to them.They all banked their curiosity on him.“I am taking taking both offers!” Jordan said, drawing all of them into a state of bewilderment.“Both?” Ana asked on their behalf.Jordan shifted and composed himself. “Yes. I believe I can do both. I will take up your offer, Mr Jonathan, but we will have to revise it, before we do, we owe a great deal to Liya. I hope you can allow me some time to return the favor. My conscience will bag me forever if I do nothing about her people.”
In a pigsty neighborhood where even owning a banausic motorcycle was a dream for all, a hyper-masterpiece, Bugatti La Voiture Noire, made its stop on the squalid contaminated grounds of Kibra neighborhood, crashing with the environs. Its money-like sound summoned all the human beings in the neighborhood, and its sleek stylish design pulled their jaws from their interjections and left their mouths wide open and dyspneal.The doors of the breathtaking machine opened up and wide, and Jordan led the squad as they matched outside, breathing an aura completely different from what they were sampling inside the clean luxurious machine. All the same, they knew what to expect back here.Jordan stood still, his signature acold eyes crashing with the malnourished innumerable people before him. More than half of the assemblage wore lacerate and bedraggled clothes. Their bare feet seemed so cool as they bled with the streams of sewerage that they were standing on. Lucky were a few who had torn sadd
Some familiar faces stepped out of the car. Jordan could remember them very well. They were Mr De’Luka’s men. And in a minute, the door of the luxury car that led the convoy opened. Mr De’Luka and his wife stepped out and started walking towards them. Everyone was in awe, lost at what was unfolding before them.Mr De’Luka and his wife wrinkled their noses as they matched forward. His wife had even pulled out a hankie and covered her nose.Ana was appalled and frightened, but Jordan, as his signature nature, didn’t flinch. He nudged Ana to his side, wrapping his arm in a protective stance as he faced the old man.“What the hell are doing following me around?” Jordan asked.“I hate what you have reduced me into, Jordan, because I don’t tend to go after little fishes like you, but you have something that belongs to me. That is why I am here.” Mr De’Luka stated. He threw a glance at her daughter who didn’t look like she recognized him.“We had an agreement that you will only see your daug