Don Fernando, Mike, and Nathan were in one of the private rooms at the mansion. Cole had connected them with a camera from the basement so they were seeing all that was happening in the basement on the screen in the private room. It was a few minutes past 11 pm. Jackson moved closer to Salvador and took off the rag sealing his lips. Salvador let out a hopeless groan. “Who are you?”Jackson lifted a finger. “Listen Salvador, I’m going to ask you a couple of questions and the sooner you reply, the sooner we get this over with.”Salvador clenched his jaw and continued attempting to free himself. “Are you responsible for the poisoning at the restaurant? You know which restaurant I’m talking about.” Jackson began with his hands placed behind him. “I don’t know what you are talking about,” Salvador replied and looked up to Jackson with his eyes marred by tears. “I’m innocent.”“I guess you are ready to play then,” Jackson said and moved closer to the switch. Salvador was lost. “Pla
Fredrick was having dinner with his family when his phone began to ring. He swept the phone from the table and quickly left the dining after identifying the caller.“What’s the matter, Scott?” He asked while climbing the staircase.Scott was the head of security at Fredrick’s Penthouse.Fredrick could hear Scott breathing heavily over the phone.“The penthouse was invaded by some men in black masks a few minutes ago. I was on the balcony when it began. They ambushed our guards at the gate and killed everyone. I had to hide up there.” Scott supplied, his tone communicating panic.Fredrick’s eyes widened in surprise.“They took Salvador.”“Shit!” Fredrick groaned and palmed his forehead. “You know what Scott? I need you to lay low and if you get the chance to escape, go as far as you can away from Rockville.”“Got it!” Scott replied and hung up.Fredrick went back to the dining and couldn’t concentrate. No clue revealed the identity of the invaders but he could bet that they were the Al
Salvador hugged himself and buried his head, on his knees, using them to support his chest. It’s been two days since he was thrown into the basement.From the moment he confessed his engagement with the poisoning at the restaurant, the torture from Jackson stopped. Salvador had been in darkness for two days. He was granted a glass of water and dry bread at intervals to sustain him.Salvador was alerted by footsteps reaching toward the basement. He quickly sat up and turned in the direction of the entrance.The door to the basement was flung open and Mike stepped in. He turned on the lights and stood before Salvador with his legs spread apart.Salvador was a mess to behold. His clothes were thorn, his hair was in a mess and he was covered in filth. When he noticed that Mike was standing before him, he slowly looked up at him. It felt like he was looking up to his death.Mike cleared his throat loudly. “We no longer have use for you.”Salvador’s heart dropped. This was the point where h
The meeting ended around 8:30 pm. Nathan was about to head out of the building when McDonald walked up to him. Nathan turned to him with a grin. “It’s been quite a while.”“Indeed. I’m glad you were able to handle the whole restaurant’s crisis.” McDonald replied with a smile. “Thanks to my efficient team. We are good now.”McDonald folded his arms across his chest. “So tell me, how are you gearing up for the business tycoon dinner night?”Nathan gave his forehead a delicate scrape. It was a new concept to him and he was sure that if it didn’t skip Mike’s memory, he would have shed more light on the event. “We will see what the event has in store for us.” Was Nathan’s reply. McDonald moved closer to him. “Well, one of your companies was nominated for the Business of the Year award.”Nathan raised an eyebrow. “Really?”“The nomination list is not yet out but it will be released soon. According to the intel I received from one of the organizers of the show, your company is in the to
Nathan stood up and began to mumble incoherent words. He was so scared of the way Mrs. Jacobs was throwing those questions at him that he couldn’t mumble a simple greeting. With her arms folded across her chest, Mrs. Jacobs kept staring wolfishly at Nathan. “Start speaking, you dumb ass!” she ranted, staring at his cheap clothes. “Stop it, Mom!” Avery intervened, looking embarrassed. She kept on biting inside her cheeks. Mrs. Jacobs turned to Avery. “What did I tell you about making friends with peasants?”Avery tightened her fists. “He’s not a peasant mom. He’s my friend and you better stop embarrassing him.” She maintained. “I think I should better leave,” Nathan mumbled and turned around. “You better do so.” Mrs. Jacobs told him. Avery quickly walked past her mother and faced Nathan. “It’s okay,” Nathan said and faked a smile but Avery knew that her mother's words had gotten straight into his heart and were hurting him. He continued walking away.Avery was about to take a st
Nathan pulled out the grey suit from its case and stared at it intensely. Beneath the suitcase was a card which carried the caption. Go get that award. From Mike. Nathan chuckled over Mike’s level of optimism. The executive assistant was telling him to go and claim the award when his chance of winning was as equal to the other nominees. He moved to the dressing mirror, placed the suit before him, and began to study it. The fabric was made of the finest cotton and when Nathan ran his hands through it, he was pleased by the smooth texture. Before embarking on his journey, Mike had left the suit for Nathan as a present, stating that he wears it as Alex to the business dinner. The event was slated for 7 pm so by 6:30 pm, Nathan was already dressed in the Italian three-piece suit Mike got for him. He had picked a grey face mask to match his suit and had opted for a well-polished black shoe. When Nathan stepped out of his room, he saw Jackson, smartly dressed. Nathan had to stop halfwa
Derrick had a dropped jaw. “Excuse me?” He managed to speak, shocked by the fact that Nathan had refused to initiate contact with him.“I don’t just give my business cards to anyone and if you will excuse me, I have a conversation to carry on with my assistant,” Nathan replied, looking Derrick straight in the face.At the mention of assistant, Jackson adjusted his necktie with a proud smile. He turned to Derrick. “You heard Alex. You may get off the table now.”Derrick felt humiliated. Was Alex sending him away? He slowly got up and turned around.Nathan couldn’t hold back his laughter.“Serves you right, Derrick,” Jackson muttered under his breath and fixated his gaze on the presentation ongoing on stage.Immediately after Derrick left Nathan’a table, he walked up to Kelvin and crashed opposite him. Kelvin stationed his hands on the table. “Seems like someone got shunned.”Derrick clenched his jaw. “I never knew the Alcantara heir was such a snub.” He smirked and turned around to gla
Jackson sprung out of his chair the moment Alex was declared the winner.Nathan’s eyes widened in surprise because he wasn’t expecting the award to be in his favor. It was the first time Phoenix media house was nominated so Nathan had zero expectations.While the crowd cheered, Don quickly took the lead while Nathan and Jackson followed. They made their way to the stage. While Nathan was tracing his way to the stage, the crowd gave him a standing ovation.Derrick and Kelvin remained transfixed in their spots.Nathan got to the stage where photographers and recorders were already on standby. He received the award from the mayor with a bright smile and was invited by Charles Baker to give a remark.Nathan held onto the award and mounted the podium with Jackson and Don at his sides. Nathan’s lips were twitching with anxiety. He had not even considered putting down a remark before the event. He then adjusted the microphone closer to his lips and the crowd went silent. He raised the award