Maxwell then followed the instruction and stepped back, he could hear the insults and mockings from the crowd.The party had started, chatting from different company leaders all clustered in different groups.***Carmelia was in the hospital, the doctor had called her to come quickly regarding her mother's ill situation.She rushed as fast as she could to the hospital only to receive terrible news her mother had been diagnosed of heart disease and she needed to undergo surgery. But then the amount the doctor called was almost impossible for her to raise at that moment."Doctor, is there no way for you to reduce the amount, it's too much and I can't afford such." She pleaded."I'm sorry dear, but the amount is fixed, 20 million dollars and you have till tomorrow morning to make the payment or else you might lose your mother." He replied."Tomorrow morning? That's so unfair, the time frame is too short I can't meet up please I need more time.""I'm sorry miss Carmelia, but that's all I
Maxwell kept struggling with the guards but they just took him outside and tossed him like a ragdoll. The guards then blocked the entrance refraining him from entering inside."Hey let me in! My fiance is in there. Hannah!" He yelled."Get out of here you poor trash!" The guards booted him as he fell on the floor helplessly.He kept ranting sending threats to them."Just go home!" They taunted him.All of a sudden a car stoped at the entrance, it was accompanied by two more similar cars. Maxwell and the guards opened their mouths in shock when they saw the logo on the car. The Blackwoods."No way," he gasped.The driver's seat was opened and the driver came out rushing to open the passenger's seat. Sam came out first, then followed by Marcus."Marcus?" Maxwell said unbelievably.What the hell was Marcus doing in a Blackwoods vehicle?Marcus was gracious in his appearance, exuding an aura of an Alpha male. His black suit was perfect, and Sam also wearing a black suit.Marcus walked ins
The entire crowd began to laugh at his defeat. They hailed Marcus for his physical strength and financial potential.Marcus then turned to leave but Maxwell held his legs. "Please forgive me!" Maxwell begged, he had realized Marcus was indeed the real Blackwood, he didn't cared to know how it was possible but the fact that Marcus just did what he did that was a fact.Just then the Berlings and Magnus came outside too, Martha had heard the rumors that the Blackwood was outside."Marcus?" Hannah was also shocked, seeing Marcus and Maxwell begging him on the floor. Hannah's mind was racing as she tried to process what she was seeing. Marcus, the man she had once loved and lost, was now a billionaire, and he was somehow involved in whatever was happening with Maxwell. And the security guards - they were obviously there to protect him, which meant he must be someone important. She felt dizzy, her thoughts swirling around her head."What is this man still doing here? Guards he's harassing m
"What did you think of me Maxwell? That I was some kind of a prostitute who came to you because of your money?" Hannah asked."Then why did you come to me? Why did you divorce Marcus just to be with me?""There are some truths that are meant to be hidden from the likes of you. Good bye Maxwell." Hannah said moving away."Don't you dare walk away from me!" Maxwell thundered, getting up from the group to grab her hands."Crack!" The security guard hit his elbow with his baton and immediately Maxwell's arm was broken."Ahh!" He cried out rolling on the floor, Hannah gave a single glance at him before walking away."Don't leave me Hannah! You left me for Marcus! You used me for your stupid games. I'll come back for y'all, I will take my revenge!" He declared but Hannah didn't stop from walking away.***At the party ground Marcus had stolen the spotlight from Magnus, everyone was attracted to him. Seeing a Blackwood is not an everyday thing.Hannah walked inside, she kept staring at Marcu
A taxi stopped outside the mansion as Carmelia rushed out, she had gone looking for Mr. Matthew at his house but he was not around, and the maids told her he would be attending the Berlings event. She wasted no time getting here. He was her only hope in getting her mother's treatment bill, or else something bad might happen to her.She ran inside the mansion when the guards blocked her path."Your invitation card please madam." The guards requested."Please I don't have that, but I need to go inside. It's something very important. Please, I need to see Mr. Matthew.""We're sorry madam but we can't let you go in.""But I have to go in, my mother's life depends on this, please let me go in!""You need an invitation before you can go in madam."Carmelia burst into tears, she begged them to let her in, but the guards were only doing their job. She then thinks of a way for her to go inside. She thought of going inside through the window.She then went out of there, she went round the mansio
Carmelia walked back towards the hall and made a turn to a passage leading to Daniel's room but then she spotted Mr. Matthew. The man she had been searching for. Immediately she saw him, a mixed feeling swept over her. She was angry seeing him happy, after everything he had done to her family. He was enjoying the wealth she and her mother was supposed to be enjoying, she wanted him to pay dearly for all his crimes. But then again she was happy she found him.She believed he would be able to help her, since he was her last hope anyways, she had to try her best."Mr Derek" she called him but he didn't hear her so she called again a little bit louder. "Mr. Derek!" Then he turned."Do I know you?" He asked, he couldn't recognize her because she was wearing the maid's uniform so her appearance changed."It's me Carmelia" she replied walking closer to him."You. What are you doing here?" He grinned, he had also hated Carmelia and her mother, because they were trying to seek justice for wha
Marcus heaved a sigh, he felt pity for her, he felt she was saying the truth. But the truth isn't enough to seek justice against a successful business man like Mr. Derek, she needs proof or something that would back up her claims.Marcus then walked out of the mansion, he didn't inform anyone he was leaving, he just entered his car with Sam and was escorted by his guards.“So are we heading home?” Sam asked, he knew when Marcus thought of something else.“No, let's pay the station a visit.” He replied.“Why? Is it about the lady?” Sam asked.“Yes, I can't tell, but I feel like she was telling the truth.” Marcus said.“So you believe we should get ourselves involved in this?” Sam asked.“It's not a big deal if we do, if we can help those in need why not” Marcus said.If there was one thing Marcus had learnt in life was that, the rich always bully the poor. Even if the rich were the ones on the wrong, it's always the poor who get punished. Hannah and Maxwell had taught him this lesson.
“Please Mr. Blackwood it won't happen again, I'm so sorry” the officer pleaded with her head down.“Who asked you to do this?” Marcus enquired.“Wha...""Who asked you to do this? I know someone paid you to do so. Now tell me who it was!" The officer trembled from his voice."It was...it was..." She stammered, scared of calling the name of the person."Who was it!""It was Mr. Derek, Mr. Blackwood. He agreed to pay me five million. I'm so sorry." She confessed.Marcus wasn't too surprised, he had been suspicious of the whole thing."How awful can you be? you caused harm to your fellow human. for what? money? is five million worth more than her life?" Marcus angered."I'm sorry Mr. Blackwood, I accept that I was greedy, please forgive me!""You won't get away with this! I promise you that, I'll make sure you lose your position here, and also rot in prison. people like you don't deserve to stay in this society!""Please I need this job to take care of my daughter, I'm sorry!"The officer
As the sun began to rise over the city, casting a golden glow on the streets, Clara and her team stood outside the docks, their breaths still heavy from the fight. With Magnus apprehended and his henchmen scattered, the sense of victory was palpable.“Is it really over?” Mara asked, her eyes reflecting the morning light.“Feels like it,” Clara replied, a cautious smile creeping onto her face. “We’ve fought too hard for this to slip away now.”Marcus stepped forward, pulling out his phone to call the authorities. “They’ll want to take Magnus into custody. This time, he won’t be able to wriggle his way out of it.”As the police sirens wailed in the distance, a mixture of relief and anticipation washed over the group. Clara could hardly believe how far they had come since they had first banded together to confront the darkness in their city.In the following days, word spread about Magnus's defeat and the disbandment of his criminal network. The community began to breathe a sigh of relie
Together, they had become a force to be reckoned with, as they shared a collective nod, a silent agreement that they were all in this together. Marcus carefully jimmied the lock open. The door creaked as it swung inward, revealing a dimly lit corridor lined with rusted machinery and crates.“Stay quiet,” Marcus whispered, leading the way with Clara right behind him. They moved in a tight formation, with Mara and Eli covering the rear.As they ventured deeper into the warehouse, the sounds of muffled voices began to filter through the walls. Clara’s heart raced—this was it. They were getting closer to the action.“Let’s split up,” Marcus suggested, peeking around a corner. “Mara, you take the left side. Clara, you and Eli cover the right. We’ll converge at the main room in the center.”“Got it,” Clara replied, feeling a rush of adrenaline. She and Eli moved stealthily down the right corridor, keeping low and watching for any signs of movement.The voices grew louder as they approached
As they shared a collective nod, a silent agreement that they were all in this together, Marcus carefully jimmied the lock open. The door creaked as it swung inward, revealing a dimly lit corridor lined with rusted machinery and crates.“Stay quiet,” Marcus whispered, leading the way with Clara right behind him. They moved in a tight formation, with Mara and Eli covering the rear.As they ventured deeper into the warehouse, the sounds of muffled voices began to filter through the walls. Clara’s heart raced—this was it. They were getting closer to the action.“Let’s split up,” Marcus suggested, peeking around a corner. “Mara, you take the left side. Clara, you and Eli cover the right. We’ll converge at the main room in the center.”“Got it,” Clara replied, feeling a rush of adrenaline. She and Eli moved stealthily down the right corridor, keeping low and watching for any signs of movement.The voices grew louder as they approached the main room. Clara exchanged a determined glance with
.“Are we really done with Magnus?” Eli asked, stretching as he joined Clara, his face still a mix of exhaustion and disbelief.“Only for now,” Clara replied, glancing at Marcus and Mara, who were going over the plans for their next move. “But it feels good to know we stood up to him. He won’t be back anytime soon.”Marcus looked up, a thoughtful expression on his face. “We need to regroup and figure out what’s next. Magnus may be in custody, but we know he has allies. We can’t let our guard down.”Mara nodded in agreement. “And we need to find out what else he was planning. There’s got to be more to it than just controlling the city through fear.”“Right,” Clara said, her mind racing with the possibilities. “Let’s start by gathering any information we can. We need to dig deeper into his operations.”As the day unfolded, they began strategizing. Clara took charge, flipping through notes and files they had collected over time. “We need to hit his connections hard. If we can disrupt the
Eli groaned but pushed himself up, adrenaline surging through him despite the throbbing pain in his ribs. “I’m good,” he gasped, his eyes darting to the downed guard. “Let’s finish this!”“Good,” Marcus said, his breath steadying as he turned back to the entrance, where the chaos was still unfolding. “Clara, stick close to me. Eli, take the rear. We need to find a way to secure this place before Magnus decides to make an appearance.”“Right!” Clara replied, determination etched on her face. Together, they charged further into the heart of the factory, the sound of the fireworks still booming outside, providing a cacophony that masked their movements.As they navigated through the maze of machinery and crates, the atmosphere grew thicker with tension. Clara’s instincts kicked in, and she felt a sense of urgency pushing her forward. They needed to find Magnus and stop him before he could mobilize his men.“Where do you think he is?” Mara whispered, glancing around at the shadows that lo
As the group approached the factory, the moonlight cast eerie shadows over the crumbling walls. They could see the faint outline of guards patrolling the perimeter, their silhouettes shifting in the dim light. Clara felt her heart race, every instinct in her body screaming that they were heading into danger. Yet, beneath that fear was a resolute determination to confront Magnus and end this once and for all.“Okay, remember the plan,” Marcus whispered, his voice steady despite the tension. “Mara and Eli, you’ll set off the fireworks on the east side while Clara and I create a distraction on the north entrance.”“Got it,” Mara replied, glancing at Eli, who nodded in agreement.As they moved into position, Clara could feel the weight of the moment bearing down on her. She glanced at Marcus, who was scanning the area with a focused intensity. “Are you ready for this?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.“I have to be,” he replied, determination flashing in his eyes. “For everyon
“I still can’t believe Magnus is out there,” Clara said, pacing the small room, her brow furrowed with concern. “He’s not the type to back down easily.”Marcus leaned against the wall, arms crossed, his jaw set in determination. “He’ll come back. We need to prepare for whatever he’s planning. We can’t underestimate him again.”Mara, sitting on a makeshift bench, rubbed her temples, still feeling the tension from the fight. “What if he tries to retaliate against us personally? He knows who we are now.”Eli, leaning against the table, chimed in. “We need to gather intel on his operations. If we know where he’s hiding or what he’s planning, we can strike first.”“Good idea,” Marcus replied, his mind racing with possibilities. “But how do we find him? He has a network, and we’re just a small team.”Just then, Clara’s phone buzzed, breaking the tension in the air. She glanced at the screen, her expression shifting from concern to curiosity. “It’s a text from a contact I haven’t heard from
With the remaining henchmen falling one by one, it became clear that the tide was turning. The cacophony of chaos seemed to intensify, but Marcus’s focus sharpened on Magnus, who was now cornered against the wall, his bravado fading.“Looks like your little party is crashing down, Magnus,” Marcus taunted, stepping closer, his fists clenched.Magnus glared, anger burning in his eyes. “You think this is over? You have no idea what you’re dealing with!”“Maybe not, but I know what I’m going to do next,” Marcus said, his voice low and threatening. He motioned to Eli, who nodded and moved to flank Magnus.Suddenly, Magnus lunged toward a nearby table, grabbing a glass bottle and swinging it at Marcus. The glass shattered against the wall just inches from Marcus’s head.“Careful!” Marcus shouted, ducking just in time.Mara, ever vigilant, charged forward again, this time aiming a solid punch directly at Magnus’s jaw. The force of her hit sent him staggering backward. “You won’t get away thi
The days that followed the ambush were a blur of activity for Marcus, Mara, Clara, and Eli. Each moment was filled with tension, anticipation, and the weight of what lay ahead. They meticulously planned their counterattack against Magnus and his henchmen, determined to turn the tables and regain control of their lives.The small, dimly lit warehouse they had chosen as their temporary headquarters buzzed with energy as they gathered around a large table cluttered with maps, photos, and notes. Marcus pointed at a large map of the city spread out before them.“Alright, here’s the plan,” he began, his voice steady and authoritative. “We know that Magnus operates out of several locations, but we believe he’s using this old warehouse on the outskirts of town as his base of operations.”Clara leaned closer, her finger tracing a route on the map. “If we can get the jump on them here, we can cut off any escape routes they might have. It’s a perfect setup for an ambush.”“Exactly,” Marcus agree