Meanwhile Kelvin, on the other hand, had a bad day at the same time Armstrong was on trial.That morning, he was obsessed with the situation on the ground and he earnestly prayed that his plans would work the way he had planned. He thought deeply about the next news that might get to him because it appeared to him that anything could happen at any time. He earnestly prayed in his mind that a disheartening eventuality would not come his way anytime soon. while he was roaming in his thoughts, "Good morning sir. I am currently at the supermarket"Don one of his trusted assassins talked with him"Oh that's great, and I believe it's well with you?""yes it is but do you mind sending me some cash? for me to pay my debt""How much are we talking about here?""It's $200""Alright, kindly forward me your account number and I'll transfer it as soon as possible to you"Kelvin instructedA few seconds time, Don's account number was transferred to the given device. For Kelvin; before him, he sees
The next day Tuesday, George visited his grandfather Mr Hopkins while he was in the hospital. The last time they wanted to have some conversations, it proved abortive because Mr Hopkins's phone couldn't connect with his.Since then, he has been wondering what was going on with his grandfather. He knew that people were after him and that he was being monitored and that was why he decided to take the slow pace before exposing himself to the outer world.He got to know deeply about his grandfather's health condition while browsing the internet and also, reading it in the newspaper. Since then, he has been speaking with key personnel and a few relatives but tried as much as possible for him to hide himself away from Armstrong and his family. He had a better plan."Father good morning. I am very sorry that I couldn't come all the way to check on you""Oh, George it's you. I understand my son"The old man answered him while lying on the sick bed. His face and muscle sucked into his body and
George was truly excited with the little but deep conversation he had with his grandfather Mr Hopkins, as it enlightened him the more.He then promised in his heart to check up on him some other time and then, he finally left the hospital without the knowing of anyone. Thirty minutes later, he was seen in Miss Olive's restaurant, he quickly sat down on the chair and waited for the waiter.However, his main reason for coming was to meet with Miss Olive."Greetings sir, you're welcome to this restaurant. What would you feel like eating" A waitress asked him"Just give me two bottles of red wine and two plates of chicken" George answeredA few minutes later, his orders were brought to him and while the waitress was putting them on the table, Miss Olive quickly braised in; for she knew that George had come for her.Although, before this time, they had earlier set a date to meet and fortunately enough, today was the day. But she was struck with George's appearance, as it wasn't a pleasant
George got home after spending little time with his new friend, Miss Olive. Even though he was very happy with their meeting, he ended up not being a courageous one who would just open his lips and say"I love you". He was still discouraged by the experiences he had in his previous relationship. However, he is a man of understanding who wouldn't judge his past experiences with people to his present ones.As he sat on the sofa in his building, the thoughts of Miss Olive braced him. He regretted not telling her how fully he felt about her. To him, he was just beating around the bush. He was then filled with determination to engage her deeply.He picked up his phone and called her"Do I have your permission to speak my mind?"He asked"Your Mind? What else do you have to say, after we spent time together in the restaurant" She asked"I don't want you to be saddened, or see me as a riff-raff who wants to pest you"Miss Olive after hearing his words, kept mute for some time, as there were a
George was kept in suspense due to the last words and sentences of Miss Olive. He kept pondering on them in order to figure out the hidden meaning; not until slept off.Five hours later, one of his security personnel who was mounted at the gate came to him"Excuse me, sir"You can proceed. George permitted."There is someone whom I think would need your attention""Someone? Who is this person and where is he or she coming from?""I'm sorry to disturb you sir; because this person seems to be a very low-class lady""A low-class lady?"Yes sir""What do you mean?" George seeks to know more"She is at the gate side, but she dressed very casually and unattractive for that matter""And who did she say she's looking for?""She called your name. She said she's looking for the young master in the person of George Hopkins""Really?" George wondered about the personality of this lady"And she goes by the name Olive, I think" The security personnel answered, after trying to remember the visitor's
George was deeply happy with the visit of Miss Olive, as it serves as a blue paint of a brighter relationship. For once in his life, he has seen a lady who could behave like him and understand the reasons for his actions. He was more concerned about how she appeared before him, which also sends a stronger message of compatibility."Wait a second" He stood to think "Does she love me, or did she do all that because of the things I have? No, I don't think so. I can see it in her eyes. Well, I will just keep watching to know more"The next day, before 7:30 a.m., George called and discussed with Henry concerning Miss Olive."Yes, she'll be the chief cook in the company. This means that she will be the head of the catering department, for I have seen certain skills in her""you are right George. But don't you think it is too impromptu even though we need a good chef in the company?""Oh! I'm very sorry. I should have informed you earlier on. Due to the many things running through my mind,
Sophia and Michael were not left behind. The coming of George as the successor to the Hopkins Group, shattered their plans; starting right from when he was in the hotel about to be ushered in, to meet his grandfather. However, they still don't know who this young master is, even though their intuition is telling them that the tides are related to George, they would never believe it because they still see him as the punk he is. The news of George committing suicide by drowning himself in the Klev river was rumored to be true, as many had announced the poor and rached punk man to be dead a long time ago after being rejected by his fiance.Thus, Michael was still worried and determined in himself, to search out the true identity of the young master. But his quests on this mission were fruitless because several people who are even higher than him in ranks have informed him of the fruitless ends after considering the so-called young master to be a very dangerous fellow."I guess you are af
Michael and Sophia decided to visit Georgia after she had spoken to Sophia on the phone. While they drove, Michael had things running in his mind.He was not happy with the situation on the ground, as he had this feeling that many things would not end well. He is entrapped with the memory of their fraudulent activities. Thus, he was more frightened than the rest perpetrators, and what scared him the most was when he remembered the tricky activities of the new master.Thus, he must keep hands in gauge, in order to be ready for flights at any time. Soon, they arrived at Georgia's compound and were welcomed by her parents who took them to the garden where Georgia was patiently waiting for them. Once they got there, they were not surprised to see and meet Kelvin."You guys are really having a good time here" Sophia speaks"You think so?" Georgia asked "Yeah, there is nothing like lovers being together"Sophia answered"You are on track Sophia. We are just here to relax ourselves and to
The president Harryson,after hearing from Miss.Olive,was not convince whether she would properly handle the case just as she promised. According to the president,if a person like George was been capable of being hurt successfully, then,there is no safe person in the country. Thus, while Miss. Olive handle the situation on ground,the president also informed the country's security to look into the matter. The situation was really a pathetic one in the country,that brought the hearts of many wailing and mourning. They wished that it was another person that should be abducted,and not George. George's grandparents Mr.and Mrs.Hopkins,were greatly saddened about the news. Apart from them having feelings for him like they should,they were also, been worried about the state of the 'Hopkins Group of company because once George is defeated,the company's pride and strength,will also be defeated. The next day at exactly 6:30am,police and many other security personnel a,filled Henry's environmen
Finally,the mysteries of all events in and out of Georges life,was gradually coming to an end. He has been justified by the law court and before everyone,that he is not guilty of all offence that was leveled against him.Both him and the general public,felt pity for Armstrong,Kelvin, Michael and Sophia based on the 40 years judgement that was passed against them,by the court. But the truth remains that there is nothing anyone else, could do about it because the truth has been exposed and justice has been executed..George after spending several days in his mansion,as he was deeply feeling for them,decided to move out with only two of his escorts,to purchase new vehicles. His wedding with his lover'Miss. Olive’, was just there days away from now,and he wanted to appear great on that day.He wanted every of his materials on that day,to be newly purchased. He has suffered a lot. Suffered in the hands of family members, external personels,and in the hands of love and so,he promised himsel
The shocking revelation reverberated through the wood-paneled walls of the courtroom, evoking a collective gasp. Already charged with financial crimes, Kelvin Armstrong's friend, and Sophia now faced even more serious charges: planning the deaths of George's parents. A mixture of astonishment, incredulity, and sick interest cracked the air.With a stern resolve on his face, George sat in the front row, silently finding strength in Olivia's hand. The realization tore up old scars; it was a reality he'd always suspected but never verified. In spite of the years of lying, justice was finally at hand, and a glimmer of grim delight appeared in his eyes among the wave of misery.The prosecution painstakingly put together the horrific reality, buoyed by a pile of recently discovered evidence. They revealed a story as contorted as the coil of a serpent. It was discovered that Sophia and George's father, Jethro, had been having a covert affair. Driven by a desire for vengeance and a cunning
The news that Kelvin Armstrong, friend, and Sophia had been detained by Russian officials sent a shockwave over the world's news networks. Those who were acquainted with the Armstrong name and their complex web of deception shuddered at this unexpected turn of events.The world was aware of Russia's tense ties with the West. The country strongly defended its own, and there was widespread mistrust of any alleged outside meddling. When it came to those who were thought to pose a danger to national security or had a hint of Western influence, they weren't beyond breaking the law. Because of this, Russia came to be seen as an unbreakable fortress that was beyond the reach of the long arm of international law. Russia's borders provided commanders and others in legal difficulties in the West with a safe haven and a shelter from responsibility.But this time, circumstances were different. There was a lot of guesses in the news reporting. The vast Russian countryside seemed to be being swep
Excitement was in the air as George took in the lavish ballroom. The long tables were covered in soft white tablecloths and beautifully placed flower arrangements, all bathed in a warm glow from the sun streaming through the large windows. It was just a few days away from his wedding to Olivia, the lady who made his life brighter again.For the first time in ages, George had a true feeling of calmness descend over him. All of the hardships of the previous several months, including the conflict with Armstrong and Mr. Joseph's slander campaign, appeared to take a backseat. Olivia had been his defence through the storm, her unfailing support and contagious optimism.Now he watched her, her dazzling smile lighting up the room as she spoke to the wedding coordinator about the finishing details. She looked stunning and happy, wearing a flowing white dress that provided a sneak peek at her wedding gown. Wordless affection filled George's heart to overflowing. He was eager for them to beg
Tension boiled in the air when Georgia's father, Mr. Joseph, padded into the courtroom. He seemed pale and wan, a long cry from the gregarious businessman he had previously been. His relationship with Armstrong, particularly in the defamation campaign against George, had forced him to confront the repercussions of his deeds.Under Ms. Davis, George's attorney,'s stern glare, Mr. Joseph moves uneasily and restlessly while seated at the defense table. Ms. Davis, a strong lady renowned for her piercing wit and unshakable commitment to her clients, did not take long to present her case."Mr. Joseph," she said in a loud and crisp voice, "you stand accused of collaborating with the notorious Daniel Armstrong to make up a defamatory documentary about my client, Mr. George Hopkins."The overweight attorney representing Mr. Joseph, whose face was always strained, cleared his throat. "Your Honour," he shot back. "Mr. Joseph was only acting based on facts he thought to be accurate. He was unawa
Still, a little bit of doubt gnawed at the margins of George's newly determined determination. Even when the obligations were paid off, a feeling of justice was still unsatisfied. There was a simmering sense that his uncles, now free men again, still had the capacity to cause problems. Yes, they were reprimanded, but leopards don't completely alter their spots. George still had a secret weapon in his sleeve—an ace that would eventually bring them to ruin. They may pretend to be sorry or show signs of humility, but he would see right through them. He was aware that their desire for riches and power persisted, like a ticking time bomb ready to go off.Meanwhile, another type of tension simmered in the air behind the antiseptic walls of the military jail. Seated opposite his imprisoned son Armstrong was a haggard man with a haunting expression in his eyes: Mr. Daniel Armstrong's father. The older Armstrong's eyes filled with tears, and the harsh fluorescent light glinted off them. Shame
The military prison facility's impersonal white walls made Armstrong feel insignificant. The luxurious furnishings and soft carpeting from his former confinement cell have vanished. Here, concrete was king and the sole decoration was a single fluorescent bulb that flickered and gave him a sickly, ugly glow.His thoughts were filled with the picture of Mrs. Janeth's stern glare, a terrifying reminder of his demise. In his isolation, bitterness was a continual companion, eating away at him. That George, his own cousin, had turned him in was beyond shocking to him. It brought back memories of a carefree, youthful period of life. George, beaming and teasing, the familial tie appearing indestructible. But that George was long dead, long since replaced by a man whose sense of justice and duty had hardened him. When Armstrong was originally discovered engaging in questionable activities directed against the Hopkins Group, which was led by George's father at the time, pardon had been grante
The sound of gunshots reverberated around the deserted warehouse. Mrs. Janeth huddled behind a stack of boxes, her heart a frenzied drum solo on her ribs. Angry lights shooting from across the room revealed dust motes dancing in the air. George's security system, a well-oiled apparatus refined for just these kinds of circumstances, was engaged in a vicious dance with Armstrong's men.The sharp sting of cordite and the metallic flavour of gunpowder filled the air. Mrs Janeth heard bullets squeak past her head and sink into the corrugated metal walls with a horrible thud. The guttural roar of automatic guns and the anguished screams of the injured broke the staccato pattern of firing.Colonel Petrov and his tactical battalion proceeded with well-honed precision across the large, open area. Their motions were lethal and precise, like those of ghosts in the shadows. Their guns fired in short, deliberate bursts that quickly and precisely neutralised Armstrong's soldiers. The sound of metal