A week later Lady Tashia through her agents had ordered the foreign textile materials they would be needing to keep the family business running before things were sorted out with the Weldoms, just as Richard had predicted. Now, it was left for Steven to make sure those goods never got to the Weldoms just as they had planned. "I just pray everything goes as planned," Richard prayed He stole away quickly from the house to see how Steven was doing with the plan. With every step he took, his heart raced ten times faster than the previous beat. Immediately he got out of the Villa, he got his phone from his pocket and placed a call across to Steven "Good day young master," Steven greeted cheerfully. "Good day to you too Steven, How did it go?" He inquired.Richard held his breath and his heart raced faster, waiting for a reply from Steven. Those goods just had to go missing so that his revenge plan would see the light of day. "I was able to make the goods look illega
Meanwhile, Mrs. Luci's phone beeped silently at the side of her bed. Immediately she saw the name of the caller, her heart skipped a beat. It was the agent in charge of their goods ordered from outside the country. She just couldn't wait to hear that the goods had landed safely. "Good day mam," the agent greeted. "Good day to you too," Lady Tashia replied. "So how did it go?" She inquired. "Hmmm," the agent lingered a little before answering her question. Mrs. Luci's left hand shook violently as he waited for a response from the goods agent... "Nothing can go wrong," she said to herself as she continued to shiver. "T..the go..ods were seized by the custom service ma," the agent finally let out. "What!!!" Mrs. Victoria exclaimed. She rose forcefully out of her bed almost immediately. Her raging feets hit the hard surface as she moved up and down the room in a distressed manner. "What do you mean by that? For a job I paid you?" She fired. "Mam I tried my best, I swear," h
Meanwhile, at the Armstrong headquarters, something else was happening. Divo walked towards the large gate of the headquarters to continue with his assassination mission. A smile hovered on his face as he thought about the cruel death he was going to give to Richmond. "That's why I am the beast of the underworld," he laughed loudly. When he eventually got to the large gate, the security officer posted there stopped him almost immediately. immediately. "Hey," the security officer stopped him as he attempted to walk by without check. Divo turned around slowly and shot a grin at the security officer. "Hey," he returned. "What's is your mission here?" he inquired. "My mission? If you care to know, it is to get your boss and rip his head off frot his neck with my bare hands. After which I would take his rottening scule to my employers," Divo thought with a deadly smile on his face. "I asked you a question Mr," the security officer reminded, snapping him off his evil thoughts. "I
Tina continued to stare at him, her heart torn apart against itself. But she certainly could not go against the instructions of her boss, she would have to seek his consent first. "I will have to arrange a meeting with you and the manager, if he decides otherwise, I will have no say, but if accepts your proposal, I will send the proposed date to you," Evelyn explained. "We are very sorry for the inconveniences this might cause you," Evelyn regretted all she just said. Divo grinned at her with his anger stepping up gradually to his neck. He could not believe that this stupid company wanted him to return there. "Who does this fool thinks he is? Whoever this proud slut is, he is certainly worth eliminating and I will do it with great pleasure in my heart," he thought angrily. "What do you mean by all this you are saying," he thundered at Evelyn. "It's our company's policy, you can't see the manager until he requests to see you," Evelyn tried to calm him down but he refused to be
Lawrence stared at them with his heart divided against itself. His was left in such a dilemma that he shivered hard and his hearte ran cold. "What should I do now, Should I tell them or not?" multiple thoughts sprang up from his head. He drew a deep breath and decided not to inform them about it . He was going to get enough proof to make them believe that the ID card was perfectly forged. Lawrence slipped the ID card into his pockets as silently as he could and continued to stare at them as if nothing had happened at all. "I think we will have to go now and continue with our investigations," Ken announced. "Thanks for your massive help and cooperation," he appreciated warmly."You are welcome, anything for my boss's friends," she replied with a warm smile hanging on her face. Ken and Lawrence turned to leave immediately while Lawrence's heart continued to pound against his chest. "How am I going to prove my point to this dummy," he thought. He continued to think and finally
Kindsley pulled his eyes away from the gun on the table laying the far end and returned his gaze to Lawrence. He might have informed somebody that he was going to find out about this ID. He knew that Lawrence was never the perfect person for an investigation team, so he might be working alongside with somebody who might smell something fishy immediatelys he gets missing."There is nothing wrong with card," Kinsley said quickly and returned the card back to Lawrence. "Are you sure?" Lawrence inquired with his eyes narrowed. He could not believe that the card was geniue, it was just too good to be true. "I think you did inspect it enough," Lawrence added. "Nah, I did all that inspection. The card is very much genuine," Kinsley revealed. "But..." Lawrence tried to oppose but Kinsley stopped him immediately. "I know why you are suspicious. It's the unque background of the card which is owned by a very high standing company," Kingsley revealed. "But I must say that you had a very
On that fateful Saturday morning, the morning that was going to decide Richard's and Victoria's finally state as it concerned their martial life, Victoria sat on the sofa in the living room, chatting with a friend on her phone and gradally sipping freshly squeezed orange juice. Meanwhile, Richard went about the daily business in the house. His hands, his feet and every part of his body ached bad but he just couldn't stop. Then, the doorbell rang twice and Victoria Rose from the sofa to scream Richard's name. "Richard..." She yelled at the top of her voice. Immediately Richard heard her name, she came running up to her like a little child to his wicked step aunty. When he got to her, his racing face was covered with sweat and he could hardly breathe. "You called me," he said in between trying hard to catch his breath. "I know I called you dummy," Victoria thundered. "Didn't you hear that someone rang the doorbell?" She growled at him. "Oh! I was busy inside," Richard noted and
"It is a great suggestion but we cannot deny the fact that I am married to someone," Victoria returned almost immediately. Mrs. Luci turned towards Victoria the very instant she heard what her daughter just threw out of her mouth and she shot a glare at her. "Do you even enjoy living with that slut?" Mrs. Luci inquired trying hard to control a total outburst since Victoria was the center of attraction there. Victoria sighed inwardly, she might sometimes act like she hated Richard passionately but it was still worth it seeing him around. The fact was just that most of the time, her disgust for him and hatred always overshadowed her soft heart toward him. "Did you even hear what I just said?" Mrs. Luci inquired snapping her off her thoughts. "It's not that mum. You don't seem to get the point that I am trying to make here. The problem is not with me, it's with Richard," Victoria replied quickly. "How? Does he have a say in a matter like this?" Mrs. Luci inquired. "He doesn't b