I dashed inside the changing room and change Into the engineering cloth, I look at myself in the mirror to check if my hair isn't messed up, I am someone that loves fashion, but I can't do that when I don't have the money, right? I need to do something fun after work today, maybe going shopping with president Karen, she's a very good woman and I see her as my mother, I hope my mother is as open as she's. My phone ring out loud and I brought it out from the pocket before swiping on the answer button."Good morning, father," I replied, the warmth in my voice reaching his ears as he chuckled on the other end of the line. "I didn't reach out to you yesterday, and you decided not to call either. I wanted to see if you would initiate the contact, but instead, you chose to call your mother," he playfully remarked. And I chuckled in response. "I apologize, father. I was occupied with various tasks yesterday, which prevented me from making the call. I sincerely apologize for not reaching out
Chapter 19"Sir," I said, my voice determined yet respectful, "you should at least listen to what I have to say." As the words left my lips, he scoffed loudly. "What did you have to say?" he retorted, his voice laced with sarcasm. "Is it not the same old story? I'm done with your company, and that president of yours dared to humiliate me," he says, his words filled with a mix of fury and intrigue. I couldn't help but question the veracity of his claims. The president, Karen, whom I knew, seemed incapable of such malicious acts."I am not here to repeat the old story. Can we have a conversation, even just for a few moments? I promise not to take up too much of your time," I said calmly, determined to engage him in a meaningful discussion. His gaze locked onto mine for what seemed like an eternity before he let out a scoff. "You're new to the company, right?" he asked, his voice tinged with disbelief. "I haven't seen your face before," he remarked, observing me with a slight nod of
Chapter 20My eyes were filled with a variety of doubts. Where exactly was he heading?"Speak up, Mike; I am listening" My curiosity got over me."He asked me to steal a file from President Kaden. I tried to decline, but he threatened to make me lose my job" I was dazed, has he revealed it, and I took time to gulp down my lumps."Why do you agree?"I attempted to keep the chat flowing."What could I do? It took me years to be able to get in as an intern, and now I feel like I am a thief, I haven't stolen in my entire life. He manipulated me, and I feel so angry at myself. I thought getting a job here would change my life, but it's just the beginning of a mischievous life for me. I am losing myself, and I am scared of going back to that life where you can't even afford a complete meal" His voice was filled with sincerity and regret."Where's the file now?"I questioned."The file is safe, but I don't know. Maybe I should return it to the company and confess my crime and get punished, or
Chapter 21"And you think announcing it tomorrow will help? Come on, Mr. Smith is a very smart person. We need to approach this carefully. Do you have any evidence that he asked you to bring the file?" President Karen asked. "Him asking me to steal the file is evidence enough to bring him down," I replied confidently. President Karen couldn't help but burst into laughter. "You have a lot to learn. You can't catch people like that with mere words. You need to catch him in the act," President Karen explained, and I nodded in agreement. "Alright, tomorrow is Friday. I'll make sure to get it done before next week," I replied, determined to prove myself. "That's a good idea. What did you want me to do to Mike?" she asked. "I don't want you to hurt him. Mike is a good person. I wish you could see how remorseful he is. The situation is really affecting him," I said, my voice filled with compassion. President Karen smiled in response. "There's no room for pity in this world. He might be
Chapter 22"I recorded our conversation, because Mr. Arbert asked me to. I didn't give it to him," he explained, his words emphasizing the discreet nature of the evidence. Realizing the potential value of the flash drive, I quickly accepted it from his hand, grateful for the additional leverage it could provide. "Thanks, this will go a long way," I says, appreciating the evidence we now possessed. "Let's meet up later. Today is Friday. We can go have some fun at the club to clear our heads," I suggested, hoping to provide a temporary escape from the intensity of our situation. He nodded in agreement, a hint of relief in his expression. "That's a good idea," he responded.As we stepped inside the engineering office, the bustling atmosphere engulfed us. The sound of chatter and the faint hum of computers filled the air. The office space was abuzz with activity, with engineers hunched over their desks, engrossed in their work. I glanced over at Mike, who seemed lost in thought, his gaz
Chapter 23Stephen POV"What if I told you I could get you to do my wishes?" I said, my tone threatening as it's sends down his spine. "You need a therapist. I never knew you were the best joker until now. Get out of my office" He barged the table angrily."Wait and see how it goes. I am thinking I could tell you to be afraid of me, Albert" I raven, my teeth gritted with determination."You really needs a therapist" I was about to work out when his voice stopped me."I guess you've started to do theater acting because it was surprising how you managed to put some fear into Sandra, and now you wouldn't stop your acting. I am not the type of person that you can get to bow to you with such a silly threat. Get the hell out of here and get your things ready because it's over for you in the company because of your lackadaisical behavior. You are indeed an arrogant jerk" His word pierce through every part of my body. But rather, I burst into a rancorous laughter, giving an eerie silence in
Chapter 24"Nothing," he said, his voice laced with caution. "You shouldn't just go out with her. I don't want you to have a bad record in the company." His words were filled with concern, trying to protect his friend from any consequences. However, I couldn't help but chuckle softly at his assumption. "Did you even think I am trying to date her?" I asked, amusement evident in my voice. "No, I'm not trying to date her. I can't possibly embarrass her among the other workers. I'll inform her later that I won't be going with her. Besides, I barely have time for love in my life right now."I replied to Mike, "I'm sure no girl wanted me when I was looking tattered and ugly, but now that I'm looking presentable, a girl is asking me out." Despite my sarcastic remark, a scoff threatened to escape my lips, showing my disbelief at what happened. "Excuse me," I said, interrupting our conversation and heading towards one of the office rooms. I needed to inform President Karen about the flash dr
Chapter 25"Why do you slap me? I asked angrily, I clinched my fist angrily"When did you gain nerves? You suddenly wanted to end a five-year marriage, and now that you've got President Karen involved in your silly games, how dare you think you've grown beyond control?" He dragged me by my collar, and I suddenly burst into a rancorous laughter as I jerks his hands away."Are you so frustrated right now, Mr. Clinton? I can't imagine how tensed and scared you are even when you haven't seen anything" I walked towards the sofa and sat comfortably."Stephen, you've grown some wings, right? Stand up right now." Mrs. Clinton's voice brimmed with anger. Who doesn't know this old witch does nothing? Than to shout."I guess I should be scared right, I should start shaking and begging you right, Mrs. Clinton, as my ex mother-in-law, right?" A sinister grin played briefly on my face as I let out a mockery laughter."Mr. and Mrs. Clinton, sit down and listen to me. Today I do the talking, and you
"You all are truly despicable," he uttered through gritted teeth, an evident disdain marking his face. "Crossing paths with beings like you is nothing short of repugnant." He paused, his eyes narrowing in a mixture of anger and satisfaction. "However, you should be well aware that your reign of deceit is coming to an end. Very soon, your facade of elegance and superiority will crumble, leaving you with nothing but a burned-out husk of a life. If I were the prosecutor overseeing this case, I would pass judgment swiftly and without mercy—death by hanging. Your mere presence disgusts me, and I eagerly await the day justice is served."With a final act of contempt, he spat in their direction, a visceral symbol of his disgust. Turning his back on them, he began to walk away with an air of quiet confidence. "Enjoy your supposedly peaceful existence for however long it may last," he sneered, his voice brimming with a chilling warning. "But don't even consider attempting to flee, for this pla
"What surprise are you talking about?" He demanded, his voice filled with a mix of curiosity and anticipation. His eyebrows furrowed slightly as he awaited an explanation, his eyes scanning the room for any clues."Just chill," he replied, a mischievous glint in his eyes, accompanied by a confident smile that played upon his lips. The corners of his mouth turned up, revealing a set of perfectly aligned teeth. It was clear that he was relishing in the mysteriousness of the situation, determined to keep his secret concealed until the right moment."Trust me," he continued, his voice reassuring yet tinged with excitement. "There's something extraordinary waiting for you, something that will leave you amazed. But before we can unveil this surprise, I need you to trust me and follow me to the station. I can sense their presence," he said, his gaze shifting towards the window as he mentioned "those people," his eyes narrowing as if trying to catch a glimpse of something or someone in the di
In a somber yet courageous tone, Charles continued to speak, his words heavy with a mixture of remorse and determination. "I know that this revelation will go a long way in helping the youth who have lost themselves, who have been entangled in the web of hard drugs, reckless behavior, and harmful influences that are not easily shaken off. I am fully aware that there is no hiding room for me, and I accept the fact that I deserve to be incarcerated for my involvement and cover-up in these nefarious activities. However, I feel a sense of relief in finally speaking out and addressing the truth openly to the world. I am immensely grateful to the individuals who have made it possible for this truth to be exposed. Their efforts and support are truly appreciated." Charles's voice carried a heavy weight of responsibility as he continued, expressing his intention to surrender himself for a rightful punishment as prescribed by the law. Understanding the importance of accountability, he acknowl
He took a deep breath, his eyes fixated on hers, as the weight of their gaze hung heavily in the air between them. The silence was broken as he scratched his head, a perplexed expression etched across his face. "Hmmm, what did I say?" he demanded, his voice filled with a mixture of confusion and concern."You were talking about Nathaniel," she replied, her voice trembling slightly. She leaned forward, clasping her hands together tightly. "Please, tell me, is she truly alive?" Her eyes pleaded for honesty, as if fearing the answer she might receive. "Please don't lie to me."The room fell uncomfortably silent, the tension evident. His hesitation seemed to stretch on for an eternity, as if grappling with the weight of the truth he held. Words seemed to momentarily elude him, his mind racing to find the right way to deliver the news. The air felt heavy, a sense of anticipation swirling in the atmosphere.Finally, with a heavy sigh, he began to speak. His voice held a gentle somberness, a
"I am just deeply worried about what will become of Charles," she expressed, her face etched with genuine concern. Her voice trembled as she continued, "He has always been so good to us, always trying to help. But there is another side to him, a real beast, that has taken numerous lives in the past."Pausing for a moment, she let out a heavy sigh. "However, he's changed now," she added, her voice laced with a mixture of hope and uncertainty. "I can see that he's making an effort to become a better person, to leave behind his dark past."Her companion listened intently, a furrow forming on his brow. "I understand your worries," he sympathetically responded. "We truly don't know what will become of him. Perhaps, it is best to allow nature to be the ultimate judge of his fate."Inhaling deeply, he exhaled slowly, contemplating the weight of the situation. The uncertainty hung heavy in the air as they pondered the unpredictable path that lay ahead for Charles."That's a good thing," they
Stephen's voice was filled with concern as he gently held her hands, his touch seeking to provide comfort and reassurance amidst the uncertainty that surrounded them. The weight of his words hung in the air, carrying with them an underlying worry for her safety and well-being."Babe, I don't think staying here is a good idea," he expressed, his voice laced with a hint of urgency. "I want you back home, where you'll be surrounded by loved ones who have genuinely missed you. It's difficult to witness you like this, caught in the web of these troubling times."As he spoke, she could see the genuine care he had for her reflected in his eyes. There was a longing for a return to a sense of normalcy, a yearning to see her smile once again without the weight of the world upon her shoulders.His voice carried a touch of sadness, as if he wished for the present circumstances to simply fade away, to bring about an end to the trials that had plagued them for far too long. Every word spoken held a
As she took a deep breath, gathering her courage, she slowly walked back towards the group of people, her heart pounding in her chest. To her surprise, Charles emerged moments later, moving quickly and efficiently to remove the lifeless body. The sight amazed her, and she couldn't help but feel a mix of admiration and gratitude for his swift actions.Relief washed over them all as the tension dissipated, replaced by a sense of shared relief and camaraderie. In that moment, they knew that the danger had passed, and they could finally relax and enjoy themselves.With the threat now vanquished, the atmosphere shifted, becoming light and joyful. Laughter and smiles spread among the group as they celebrated their victory. It was a time they had eagerly anticipated and worked hard for, and now it had finally arrived.The auspicious time they had been waiting for brought with it a sense of elation and fulfillment. It was a moment of triumph in their shared journey, a culmination of their str
The next day, at the upscale clubhouse, Charles found himself in the company of Mr. Clintons and the other members who had traveled from various cities to attend the event. The lively atmosphere buzzed with excitement as they indulged in merriment and engaged in discussions about their upcoming anniversary plans. It was clear that they were determined to make this celebration a grand affair, leaving no stone unturned in their pursuit of a memorable event.Despite his true intentions simmering beneath the surface, Charles maintained a subtle facade of cooperation. He mingled effortlessly, ensuring not to draw any suspicion or give away his true sentiments towards the group. It was crucial for him to blend in seamlessly, not allowing any indication of his dissent to jeopardize their plan.Following their discussions and finalizing the details, the group collectively decided to immerse themselves in the enjoyment they were accustomed to. Reveling in the luxuries afforded by the clubhouse
"So what do you think we can do to bring them down?" he demanded, his voice filled with determination. Taking a deep breath, he pondered the next steps in their plan."We need to obtain their fingerprint as evidence. With that crucial piece of information, we can ensure everything falls into place," he said, pulling out a sleek device from his pocket. The device gleamed in the dimly lit room, its purpose clear.Stephen, ever the strategist, chimed in with a suggestion. "Since you've been working closely with them, getting hold of their fingerprint shouldn't be too difficult for you. Use your access and influence to retrieve it discreetly."His words hung in the air, with the weight of their plan resting on their next move. The intensity in the room grew evident as they mapped out the intricate details, aware of the high stakes involved in taking down their formidable adversary.He paused for a moment, contemplating the difficulties they would face in obtaining the necessary fingerprin