Charles looked at Lincoln in disgust. He detested him with everything. That was downright cheap. Was he so desperate to have someone go down with him that he didn't make use of his senses?How did he expect to drag Charles down with him without any evidence?That looked stupid to Charles. Sandra on her part didn't say a word, her tears dropped her cheeks. Her problem was humiliation. Charles doubted she really thought she was going to be given a heavy sentence. Almost everyone turned to see the person Mr. Lincoln was pointing at, and their mouths dropped when they saw he was pointing at Charles. Was he really pointing at Charles? Charles?Even his attorney looked baffled, and a little frustrated. Why would Mr. Lincoln try to show it outright that he was nervous? Why did he admit it?The prosecuting attorney took up the opportunity immediately.“Do you mean to imply that you admit to the sale of illegal drugs?” He asked, and Mr. Lincoln turned to his attorney, tongue-tied. It was ob
Charles and James left the hot courtroom with smiles on their faces. Finally, they had seen the end of Mr. Lincoln and his wife, and Charles knew the same thing would happen to Tyson and Carlos if they ever dared to show themselves.Well, they didn't even need to show themselves because Charles would bring them out, and make them an additional source of disgrace to the Lincolns, excluding himself. “Can I leave first?” James asked, “I'm going to see Amelia's parents today.” He added.“Oh. I wish you well on that. Make sure to please her parents, and thanks for everything.” Charles said, tapping James on his right shoulder.“You don't have to thank me every time. I work for you.” James replied with a smile, even though he was pleased with his efforts being acknowledged. “You're always so humble. I need to thank you for that too.” Charles added, and James smiled. “Do you want to have a little drink before you leave?”“I would have loved that, but maybe we can save it for next time. Amel
Amelia's heart felt like it was about to explode. Just seeing her father's name on her screen gave her the chills. She looked at his picture once more, and felt she was doing the wrong thing.Was that the man she wanted to convince? The man she wanted to stand up to?It was hard to imagine her doing that. She showed it to James, who stared at it for a while before blinking and nodding.“Pick it.”Amelia picked the call immediately, and raised the phone to her ears. “Where have you been, Amelia?” His stern voice came through the phone, and Amelia felt like a child once more. When she was younger, she had been terrified of him. She'd never forget the look in his eyes whenever he scolded her.It always felt like he wanted to squeeze her, and pop out her eyes. Her father was scary, and those childish fears slipped into her once more. “Uh, I've been…”“Are you rebelling, you nasty little thing?”Nasty little thing. He had always called her that, regardless of how much she aged. She ha
Fear worked up Amelia's nerves, as she heard the angry voice of her father. Something about him always managed to make her feel scared, and she hated that. She, James, and her mother left the kitchen, and went to the living room, where they saw her father stomping down the stairs looking angry. “I see you've grown wings.” He began, menacingly, as he got to the bottom of the stairs.“Fa…” Amelia began to call.“I told you to be here before an hour was up, but look at the time. Did you think I was just bluffing? What father says doesn't matter anymore!? Is that what you think?”“Honey, you need to calm down.” Her mother said, going to him, but he raised a hand to stop her, before she could get to him. “I need to calm down? First, she doesn't come home for days, do you know how much that cost me?” He asked, looking like he was going to burst, and James could see why Amelia got scared whenever he began to shout.“Father, I'm old enough to move out…”“I never stopped you from moving out
It was a new day, and Charles was in the dining room, eating. Vera had asked that he visit his own founded tech company as they had just launched the first main prototype.He had planned that he was going to go on a vacation, but he didn’t want to miss a very important day to the company.He was going to push his vacation, a day further, which means he would be going on his vacation, the next day. Charles rose to his feet, and pushed back the chair with his legs.Then he wiped his lips with a napkin, and drank some water.“Thanks for the food, Martha.” Charles appreciated her, with a smile on his face.He really enjoyed the food, and especially as he was having a good day. He had conquered all his major enemies, so even if the sky was dull, it would seem bright to him. If the birds were chirping, it would sound so much like music to him.“It was really great.” He complimented her.“Thank you, sir.” Martha smiled brightly, happy that he had really enjoyed the food.Even if he hadn’t co
The sounds of clinking spoons, and plates filled the dining table, and Amelia could not feel happier. Her father seemed to like James, after knowing he was a businessman, just like he was.“So which do you prefer? Seafood or beef?” Her father asked, and James looked at the display of dishes on the table.“Actually, I love both, but if you'd ask me to pick, then it's definitely beef. I love the different types of beef, and can identify them.” James replied, and her father laughed. “You're a real beef lover, aren't you?”“Yes, sir.” “Oh, call me Gerald, please. We should get to know each other more, don't you think?” He asked, and James smiled.“How about a game of golf, while we discuss business tactics?” James asked, and Gerald clapped.“You certainly know the deal. Of course, what is more than a delightful game of golf while talking about business? Let's fix a date.” “Alright, sir. Ready when you are.” James replied, and Amelia's mother placed a hand on Amelia's palm, with a smile
Charles heard the strange scrambling noise in his head, louder than ever, and his head jerked to the left. The team leader began his speech, but Charles couldn't concentrate. Everyone's eyes were focused on the team leader. It was just like they didn't hear the noise he had heard. “Is everything okay?” Vera, who had noticed his head jerking, and his expression stiffen, asked, and he looked at her.“There was a kind of noise. A… a loud, uh… what's the word for it? A loud scrambling noise. I heard it loud and clear, but no one else seemed to have heard it.” He explained, still looking over at the people who listened to the team leader, as he briefed Charles on the qualities of the robot once more. “Uh… maybe we missed it. You know, the team leader was talking.” Vera replied, and gave a little smile, before giving back her attention to the team leader. Could it really have been misheard? How possible could such a sound have been misheard? It had been loud and clear when he heard it. “
The applause continued, but Charles was unable to see. Could it have been something he ate? No, it couldn't be. He was yet to hear of something edible that could cause loss of sight all of a sudden, unexpectedly. He knew he was probably being watched, so he plastered a smile on his face, and began to clap along with the others, but behind his smile, his mind was a jumble of thoughts.What was happening? A moment later, just as fast as Charles' sight had disappeared, it reappeared again, and the brightness of the room made him snap it shut. “Is everything alright?” Vera, who was next to him, said, looking concerned. “Yes, yes. Everything is.” Charles replied, as he stood up. He hadn't seen the last emotion the robot could detect, but knew it had been great.“It is amazing. I commend you all on a job well done.” He said, and they all clapped once more. Charles would have said more, but was still baffled about the sudden vision loss that had come and gone so fast. What was wrong with h