Everyone in the car, heard Mr. Lincoln’s threats, and James could understand why Anthony was so pressured to capture Charles.Even as they understood him and had a feeling he was now on their side, they still preferred to ensure he wasn’t out of their sight as Mr. Lincoln’s threats could lead him to have a rethink.“But I’m glad you’re giving me a second chance. Once this is all done, I really hope I can escape far out of Mr. Lincoln’s reach, just so I won’t be captured again to be tortured to death.” Anthony said, shakily.“You won’t need to run nor hide, because I will ensure he goes to jail, and before then, he wouldn’t even have the time to give orders to search for you.” Charles voiced out, with determination.This time, he was going to use all his might and resources to ensure that his father gets what he deserves, and regardless of his power and influence, he won’t escape this particular arrest, especially if he has been escaping the others, before.Soon, they got out to the bu
Before he could speak, another doctor came out, smiling, and this made Charles hopeful that they surgery had actually gone well.“Mr. Lincoln, the surgery went well. He will be moved to a ward, and when he wakes, you can visit him.” The doctor informed, and Charles almost jumped up in great joy.He shared the news to the others and they were all glad that none of their efforts went to waste. Then he and James went outside the hospital to take a walk, later that night.“It feels so great whenever we achieve something.” James spoke out, breaking the silence between both of them as they walked step by step down a quiet road.Although, the road was quiet, but a few people were still seen around, each of them to themselves. “I know right? Things are gradually unfolding, and this time, I have a hunch that my father would go down for good.”“I support and trust you on that. He has to go down, because he has tried a lot of things, and it’s time he stops his heinous acts.” James uttered.“Yea
The next day, Charles let Anthony off the hook and gave him enough money to start a new life, but Anthony pledged to always be at his service if he ever needed him, so they parted ways after then.Charles, James and his driver then started their long journey back to California, waiting for the right opportunity to kick Mr. Lincoln off and their family, off their high horses.On the other hand, Sandra was really fed up of the whole stress and rudeness she had to endure. She walked out and noticed a restroom which special guests mostly used.“Before I leave, I must ensure I use this place. I did more work than the debt I owed them.” Sandra said to herself.As she walked into the restroom, she began to hear light moans, and she insisted on finding out who the person was.As she got closer, she discovered it was a particular male staff which she had not seen before, but his physique caught her eye, and she just couldn’t get her eyes and mind off his nakedness.The male staff noticed her a
"Oh my God!" Sandra squealed as the call to Lincoln magically went through. "What, mum?" Carlos asked, munching on the fish sticks they had been given for dinner. "The call's going through" She said, with her voice shaking like she was scared saying it out loud would make the network unavailable once more.Both boys looked up immediately and sat straight."I swear I'll harm some of those employees. I'll trample them, I'll kill them…" Tyson was saying with his eyes enlarging and roaming around madly."Hey, hey, Tyson! We will not cause any trouble for your father here. Have you forgotten who the owner of the resort is?" Sarah cut in, quick to anger ever since they had been mistreated by the employees they had trampled under feet, before they had been hit with calamity."Instead, we will return, and find a way to deal with these imbeciles." She said, angrily, and just then, Mr. Lincoln's voice floated through the phone.Sandra's heart seemed like it had been showered with honey. She s
"Oh, I'm sorry. Mr. Lincoln is currently at the Lincoln consulting firm." He said, and Mr. Lincoln froze. What the heck was Charles doing at Lincoln firm. Even with all the anger, a pang of fear hit him. What was the crafty devil doing at his firm?"For what?" He asked, with wide eyes."The reason is unknown to me, but if you must speak to him, you will find him there." The manager replied, and Mr. Lincoln stepped back. Why would Charles be at his firm?No matter how he tried to think of a reason, he must couldn't wrap his head around it. There was something suspicious going on. He was very sure of it. "Where's my wife? And my sons?" He asked."Currently we can't let them go, as we haven't received orders yet, but if you want to see them, you can." "Lead the way." Mr. Lincoln said stiffly, wondering why it felt like his family were being treated like prisoners. The manager led the way and Mr. Lincoln followed. He was taken to a hall with rooms for employees to rest within shifts,
Mr. Lincoln stared at the box, which had his name written over it in large letters. What in the world was going on? So many people were passing by, walking in, and going out, and a few of them stared at him, as he watched the box. After watching the box for a full minute unable to comprehend why a box with his name written on it would be outside the company, he finally went to it to see what was in it. On getting there, he saw his things. Shoes he had left a long time ago in his office, pens, a pencil sharpener, and documents he worked on in his office.Basically everything that usually occupied spots on his table at the office were inside the box. What was the meaning of it?Why had his things been placed outside? Who had placed them outside? What was going on?He lifted the box of his things, and went over to the security guard, who took away his eyes immediately they locked eyes."Who put this out here?" Mr. Lincoln asked, pointing to the box. "Some employee." The security gua
The cops were standing in front of him. He could tell from their number, and the stern looks on their faces. He had also spotted the identification card before the cop stuck it into his face. "We are the police. We have an arrest warrant to take you in…""Under what charges?" Mr. Lincoln asked, even though images of all the atrocities he had committed in the dark started flashing in his mind."Under the charges of embezzlement of company funds, drug trafficking and fraud committed against Mr. Van." The man said, staring at him with hard eyes that suggested he was going to use force if Mr. Lincoln didn't cooperate. "Drug trafficking." Mr. Lincoln repeated, although it was plainly from shock that they had found that out. How had they discovered that? No one had been to his home. The men began to bring out handcuffs, and Mr. Lincoln cast a spiteful glance at Charles. "You." He gritted out, with his fists shaking, eyes restless, and lips trembling in anger. Charles gave a little sm
To Sandra, it was what an heart attack would feel like. She had never had an heart attack, but felt that the feeling she felt at that time was one that could be associated with cardiac arrest.Her chest suddenly clenched, and her hand flew to it. Her eyes stayed glued on Tyson, who looked like he was trying to find a way to take care of all the issues. Why would her husband be arrested? He had not come anything wrong. He had only come to save her and her sons."Can't be true." She said, and turned to Carlos who was reading something on the phone in a frenzy.She snatched it from his hands."Mum!" He called sharply in frustration, and tried to snatch the phone out of her hands, but she took it away, getting to her feet and continued to stare at the news headline.CEO of Lincoln consulting firm arrested!There was the photo of Mr. Lincoln handcuffed and taken by the cops."How come… how…" she asked, with her breath already beginning to come out a little faster. Then there were multipl