Everyone's eyes were on the door. Mr. Edgardo waved his hand to Cali, one of his boys, to go ahead and find out who is at the door. But would Galo the gatekeeper allow a person who is not known to the family to enter inside the great Chavez mansion? No one appeared to be startled except for Vincenta who had a curious expression written on her face as she strictly fixed her gaze on the door as Cali quietly opened. Even with how much she trusted her network of criminal allies, she was still having a tinge of doubt about the success of her mission and that's why she has device another plan that would make it much easier to destroy Carl in the face of her husband. But at some point she became confident again; "That cretin is trapped. He cannot escape from those dangerous exterminators of mine, and today has already been set aside for his miserable demise. He won't ever survive and return ever again." Once more, she was consumed by malicious thoughts before she grew cool and smiled so
"My chambers was supposed to be the last place anyone can go without my permission, but someone has managed to crack through and penetrated into my office and stole two thousand dollars sealed in a brown envelope on my office desk..." "Such tremendously foolish act occurred between last friday to today.. " "Now I want to ask. Who stole my money?" The query was like tremor from a volcano banged on everyone's heart. Everyone blinked their lips in bafflement and indistinct mumbling could be heard amongst the family members and quite also from the housemaids. Vincenta didn't simply say nothing. "What! Who is soo audacious and thinks he has the teremity to steal from your office? She bawled instantly. "What the hell?! How did that happened?" Valeria uttered in shock. "Is that even possible, Dad? No one have the keys to your chambers and offices except you and Sebastian here, " while directing her fingers towards the aged man standing closely behind her father, Vivian said, disrespe
"I suppose we are here already, I'm very sure we have lead on to the right place, " says Y.Yul whose full name is Yul Yung, an indigene of Japan federation who has returned back to the Highlands after a long while. Cracking through his GPS Tracking device, he reaffirmed his assertion again in another milk tone.. "We've gone a long distance from the Highlands to this eerie woodland, and it's already haunting my emotions, Yul. Are you sure about that?" While surveying the environment, Matt groused, "Is this place a jungle or what?!" He held a small touchlight firmly in his grip and he had a small black rucksack resting on his back like he was going for a tour. The broadness of some of the leaves on trees and the weeds on the floor were soo unusual and frightening. "Look around man, I don't see even a single sculpture around here not to talk of a block.. We have been following your GPS, so where the hell are we Yul? Or is your GPS broken already..?" "Sshhh..." Yul made Dante's n
If Matt and Dante were like Yul, they would have taken pictures of him shivering with a pale face. Matt tightened his grip more on his gun and Dante was fully prepared with a sharp edged pen knife on his left hand and a small dagger on his right hand. He is also quite a good fighter as he has little experience in Martial art from his father who is also a Martial artist. "Holy mother of God.. " Yul shrill in fear. He was the only one able to see a brown trouser and a black boot standing beside the other back of the broad tree. What terrified him most is the long rifle the man was carrying, he could see the mouth of his gun almost kissing the floor. He saw the leg of the man moving and turning and he guessed that the guy with the dread voice is actually having his eyes around to see if he could get hold of anything on sight as he seemed to be inspecting the part of the forest. "Who really are these guys and why are they roaming around this forest with heavy guns, " he pondered thoug
When Mr. Edgardo viewed the CCTV footage of his office on his iPad, his eyes grew large. "What! I cannot believe this!" He voiced out loud. He was very ill at ease on what he observed on the screen as he and Elder Sebastien together watch the CCTV footage with an incredibly puzzled look. Elder Sebastien took off his pair of glasses, blows on it and then re-applied them again. He then looks intently on the screen to verify the identity of the thief who is soo audacious to break into Mr. Edgardo's office. "Brother, what did you see?... Have you seen the criminal?" When asked anxiously, Rosella remained calm despite her uncertainty about how she would react if it turned out that the culprit was one of her cherished nephews or nieces. Being a retired commanding officer, she did, however, need to use some of her influence to deal with the circumstance. She hopes that the crime has been perpetrated by someone else or perhaps an outsider. She uncrossed her legs from each other after cr
Julia was alone in her bedroom. She laid on her bed feeling very uncomfortable. The voices of the Chavez family chattering were soo audible across the mansion especially the voice of Madam Vincenta and that of her wicked daughters of jezebel who are not ready to return to their husband's home because they cannot bring themselves to serve on their husband's feet despite how comfortable their husband's are in life. The strong voices coming from the living room made the glass of her windows to clink and the iron metals on the windows to vibrate. Little tears were flowing down her face and dripping from her eyes as she gulped back the saliva that was hanging in her mouth from what had just happened. She sounded like she had been quite sober for a long time because she didn't seem to have enough tears or energy. She somberly listened to every talk the Chavez family had going on and felt a great deal of sympathy for Carl because she believed he was innocent and might have been set up.
"Here is your hot coffee Young Master," A vibrant elderly man dressed in chef cloth walked up to Oliver with a cup of hot coffee in a glass plate. He bowed his head low before Oliver as he demonstrated his loyalty and respect. Oliver brow knitted immediately he saw the man... He yells, "What took you soo long to bring my coffee Old Man?" with a face of disgust, he said. He looked at the cup and the plate used in serving him his coffee. He had his back relaxing comfortably on his favorite recliner; he preferred not to lift his back from the chair to pick his hot coffee, "Bring it closer Alias!" He ordered the elderly man who then came a bit closer. The elderly man, Alias has been working with the Acevedes family as an humble servant for many years. Despite the very good amount of money he's been paid as salary, he also grew to be more relative to the members of the family as he provided a great deal of service for more that forty-five year. Meaning that he served Oliver's mother b
"Why is Sir. Arias mopping the floor for you Oliver? What happened to the maids?" Scarlett voice engulf with astonishment when she noticed the elderly man perspiring in an area with complete air conditioning. It was easy for anybody to easily see the substantial brown stain on his white chef's apron. She was taken aback by that because Arias was never a culinary staff member at the Castle. Did he simply wear a chef apron just to deliver coffee to Oliver.?! She thought... Oliver became irate; "Is Arias not a part of the servants of this Castle? Or does he have another work in this place aside from serving his boss the way he is supposed to in any fucking way he is being ordered?" "...I am the boss in this house after our father. Whatever I do or whomever I command is my business and every person living in this Castle must accept it whether he or she likes it or not and that includes you Scarlett!" He gibed with pride, reminding Scarlett that he is above her in the family as the onl