“To save myself from losing in court today, I had to file for the dismissal of the case. You have put a stain on the reputation I have spent decades establishing. Now, not many lawyers will hold me in great esteem after learning about what happened. All thanks to you!” Barrister Kingsley fumed at the Does and their attorney.The Does and Barrister Mike lacked the courage to speak as Mr Kingsley continued to rant about his embarrassment, as though they had directly forced his hand into filing the NolleProsequi. Already under immense pressure from the Pentad Society, they didn’t want to escalate the situation further.But August couldn’t tolerate hearing the Does blamed for Kingsley's own actions. “You’ve said enough already, Mr. Kingsley,” he interjected firmly. Tina and her father’s mouths dropped in shock at his audacity. But soon, their expressions turned to anger.What had August done? He had certainly provoked the man further, and there was a real risk of Kingsley turning his wrat
“The Wades are what?” Mr Kingsley startled. He then turned an unbelievable gaze towards August. He was wasn’t lying after all!“You heard me right. Now come over to my house, the other Pentad members are waiting for you,” Mr Turner added before ending the call.His mouth dropped agape after the call. How is it possible that a member the Pentad society could go bankrupt barely within two hours?“What’s the matter, barrister Kingsley? Did you hear the news from someone you would believe now?” August taunted.The man frowned. “Tell me how you came to know of the bankruptcy, so quick?” He asked glaring at August disdainfully.“Does it really matter how I came to know of it. What matters is that it happened to them because they tried to ruin the Does. What I’m trying to say is this; you and your family might even end up worse if you decide to do anything against the Does,” August said with a chuckle.Mr Kingsley was exasperated, “is this supposed to be a threat or what? And what makes you
She removed the card and quickly dialed the contact number on it. The phone rang, but there was no answer. She called again, but still, no one picked up. Undeterred, she tried repeatedly, and on the eleventh attempt, there was finally an answer."Hello, who is this?" a female voice asked rudely. Tina hesitated for a moment. She was calling Mr Kane—how did a lady end up picking?“Hello, is this Mr Kane?” Tina asked slowly still baffled.“No, this is his secretary. What do you want?” She replied sharply.It wasMr Kane’s official line that was on the card, only a few persons had his personal line.“I am Tina Doe from Resonant Audios, the audio company Innovative Technologies just partnered with. There is something urgent I need to speak him about. Can you please connect me on the line with him?”“No!” the lady quickly declined. “Do you think Mr Kane is just an ordinary man you can speak with anytime you feel like? My boss is busier than the president himself. Right now, he is in a meeti
“Yes Miss Doe, I’m the one on the line,” the man answered dropping Tina’s jaw; she wasn’t day dreaming or hallucinating it was actually Mr Kane! Was the secretary toying with her or what, when she said he was in a meeting.“Bu—but your secretary said you were in a meeting with the board members and you would not have my time till next week,” Tina asked confused.“Yes, she is right. I just excused myself from the meeting because my young master learnt that you were trying to reach me and instructed me to attend to you with immediate effect,” he disclosed.Tina was in a daze. Her mind was a whirl of questions; Did the Gibson heir really instructed Mr Kane to leave a meeting with the board members to attend to her? Was she worth it?: Compared to the Gibsons fortune and power, the Does were not more than beggars to them. What baffled her the most was how the Gibson heir came to know she was trying to reach Mr Kane. Does that mean he knew who she was or what? “Or maybe it is because he le
And again, the question went down the drain unanswered. The other Pentad members were as clueless about everything as he was. “A big mouth said all his properties were confiscated and the police were looking for him, maybe they apprehended him and he is now in their custody,” Mr Kingsley said referring to what August told him.“No, I don’t think he is in the police custody,” Mr Ken Philips objected. “I have a lot of ears in the police and they all confirmed the police are still looking for him,” he said rubbing his white beards.“That means he is still on the run. My sources said his bank debts have skyrocketed by 500 hundred percent out of the blue. It means someone influential must be involved in this!” Mr Turner said astutely. “But who could that be?”For some minutes they all took a journey into their brains to crack out a more powerful mogul than them who probably hated Mr Wade that much to influence his bankruptcy in such a small time. But they all returned with no answers.“Wh
Mr Turner was more confused than frightened. What could make Mr Kane this angry at him? He had not recalled doing anything to provoke him, why would the man cut him off so harshly?Mr Turner was a billionaire but Mr Kane was an emissary to a zillionaire! His anger was something Mr Turner would worry about."You must be out of your mind to go after a company partnering with us. What nerve!" Mr. Kane said angrily. From his voice, if one had never seen Mr. Kane before, they might assume him to be a human lion; he wasn't ranting, he was almost roaring.Mr Turner was lost in confusion; the Pentads had several business partners in the city and he could not remember doing anything to offend any of them. He was not aware that, Mr Doe’s Resonant Audios had just partnered with Innovative Technologies yesterday.“Your partners?” Mr Turner startled. “Believe me, Mr Kane, there must be a misunderstanding somewhere. I would not dare mess with a company affiliated with yours,” Mr Turner said quickly
****Back in the courtroom, Mr. Doe, his daughter, and August were the only figures remaining. Even the ceramic-tiled floor had lost count of how many times Mr. Doe paced back and forth.August was the only calm person in the room. Tina, like her father, was equally troubled, her whole face was covered in sweat. She had just checked her phone for the thousandth time in the last ten minutes.“You should all relax now, I believe Mr Kane is handling the matter,” August assured.“Don’t tell me to relax, August. Mr Kane assured to call me back immediately after contacting his master, its been over ten minutes and still he hasn’t called,” Tina snapped.“Don’t be so naïve, Tina. Just because Mr Kane have not called you back doesn’t mean he have not done anything about the matter. Just relax!”“Why should she be calm, who knows, the new Gibson’s heir might be friends with pentads. I don’t think he will help us out,” Mr Doe retorted angrily.August frowned; all he felt towards the Pentad was
Seeing the scene was attracting more onlookers and the pentad billionaires were looking humiliated being filmed groveling before Mr Doe, a less in class, August decided to add more heat to the fire.“What did you say, Mr Turner? I think Mr Doe didn’t quite hear you clearly. Could you come again?” August asked slyly.He knew how embarrassed and angry Mr Turner felt saying those words, he wanted him to repeat it again so that he would feel even more embarrassed. Mr Turner clenched his fist very tight like he was about to throw a cricket ball, he felt like getting to his feet and punching the hell out of August before going back to the apology he did not want to offer in the first place. But he knew Mr Kane would not take it lightly if he learns he punched someone he assumed to be nothing more than a driver or PA to Mr Doe.His misconception saved him his life, Mr Kane would have skinned him and his entire family alive; if he had punched the Gibson heir!After hesitating for a few seco
“Tell me, Tina,” Mia continued, her words even more accusing. "Does our friendship, the one we’ve had since childhood, mean nothing to you? How could you betray me like this?" "Mia?!" Tina’s face twisted with confusion, her chest tightening as she struggled to make sense of her friend’s words."It’s only been four months, Tina. Four months!" Mia hissed, holding up four fingers as she stepped closer, her voice barely a whisper. "And already, you’re flirting with my husband. Don’t you have any shame?"Tina’s jaw dropped with the weight of the accusation hanging in the air. She opened her mouth to speak but the words were stuck in her throat.August frowned, he was already angered enough that Mia walked in to disrupt this special moment. Accusing Tina even made him angrier. Husband? What was Mia even talking about?"Is it really so hard for you to find your own man? Why must you meddle in my marriage?" Mia’s voice rang with bitterness, each word laced with disappointment.Tina was not j
The atmosphere was calm and steady when a convoy of ten cars arrived and parked in the parking lot of a certain restaurant in the city.A total of thirty to forty security men dressed in sleek black suits with black glasses on emerged from the vehicles. They scanned the surroundings with sharp precision before one of them opened a car door, revealing August.Since he wasn’t hiding his identity anymore, Mr. Kane insisted he took so much security with him.The onlookers were stunned by the grandeur of the convoy, so they began to gather around, curious to see which powerful figure would emerge from the cars."Look! It's the Gibson heir!" one exclaimed, pointing towards August with wide eyes as recognition spread through the crowd. “Oh my, he’s even more handsome in person. I can’t stop blushing,” one of the women in the crowd gushed.“I need to get a picture with him. The most powerful man in the city! That’ll blow up my social media for sure,” another chimed in as he eagerly retrieved
"Nice question. That’s what you should’ve asked earlier, instead of throwing insults at us," Mr. Turner sneered. He leaned back, then added calmly, "Aren’t you going to offer us a seat first? Maybe some wine? Then we can start talking." “Why should I? You are not welcome guests in my house,” Alexander snapped.“Believe me we are, you will consider us the most valuable guests in eight years after you’ve heard what we have to say”.Still frowning, Alexander hesitantly gestured towards a couch without saying a word and the men made themselves comfortable."And what about the wine? Haven’t you had your servants bring it yet?" the obese Mr. Montclair asked, his tone laced with curiosity."No one’s giving you anything—not even water," Alexander snapped, his voice edged with irritation. "Now, tell me why you’re here and leave!""Relax, Alexander," Mr. Turner interjected, trying to lighten the mood. "Don’t mind Montclair, the man’s always hungry. His wife even complains that he wakes up in t
"Of course we remember," one of the men snapped, his frustration evident. "He was disowned and banished after his father discovered he was behind the attack and framed his own brother for it. But what does that have to do with saving ourselves?""Gosh, how can you be so shortsighted?" Mr. Turner groaned, slamming his hand against his forehead. "If Mr. Wade were still here, he'd understand exactly what I mean. The rest of you are no better than children!”Mr. Turner sighed, lowering his voice to a near whisper. “We all know how obsessed Alexander has always been with becoming the heir. What if we join forces with him, convince him to reclaim what he believes is rightfully his? He’s selfish and ruthless—he’ll agree. Not only would we save ourselves, but we’d also form a powerful alliance with the new Gibson heir once he takes control.”The other three men exchanged uneasy glances, they were clearly not buying with Mr. Turner’s idea."How is that even possible?" Mr. Kingsley snapped. "No
****In the living room of the Turner mansion, Mr. Turner lounged comfortably on the couch, his face hidden behind a newspaper as the television played softly in the background."These damn headlines again!" he spat, tossing the paper aside in frustration. "Six days, same nonsense. I'm done with it."He stood up, gesturing towards the television he frowned, "Even the news on TV is boring these days. I’d rather go fry in the sun than watch another second of this mind-numbing news," he muttered under his breath as he prepared to leave the room.Just as he turned to walk away, something on the television made him halt in his tracks."It's no secret to anyone in this country that the Gibson family's heir, Mr. Gibson, tragically passed away a few months ago..." Mr. Kane's voice came through the speakers."Mr. Kane? What's he doing on the news now?" Mr. Turner's brows knitted in confusion as he turned back to face the television. "At last, finally the Gibson heir has decided to unveil himse
Boris's heart pounded in terror as he caught the burning rage in Mr. Kane’s eyes. "Him... the Gibson heir? Impossible!" he stammered, clutching his chin in disbelief.Mr. Kane, seething with fury, unleashed a brutal kick to Boris’s stomach, knocking the air from his lungs. Boris doubled over, groaning in agony. "You ignorant fool!" Kane spat, delivering another vicious kick. "You're only breathing because of the young master. How dare you disrespect him like that?"Grabbing Boris by the collar, Mr. Kane yanked him up to his feet with a rough pull. As soon as Boris stood, Kane slapped him twice across the face with resounding force."Just a few days ago, your coward of a father was on the phone with me, begging for your life, too scared to face Don Maxino himself. I refused, but the young master? He went. He's the reason you were spared that day. Frankly, he should have let you die!" Mr. Kane sneered before going ahead to slap his face a few more.While Mr. Kane continued to punish Bor
"What do you mean?" Boris frowned, his brows knitting together as he looked both offended and confused.August smiled nonchalantly and shook his head mockingly. "Despite how bad you’ve treated me, I’d be generous and tell you to escape through the backdoor before the next two minutes," he said, his smile fading."Or else what?" Boris growled, his eyes narrowing with rage."You have one minute left," August replied ignorantly, his chuckle sly.James, flushed red with fury, stormed up to August and slapped him hard across the face. "You piece of shit! Will it kill you to stop bluffing?" he spat, seething. Gesturing to one of his men, he added, "Go get the sedatives and psyche-twisters. Since he can't keep quiet, we’ll make sure he does."Boris scoffed. "Such a shame, August, you’ll not be awake to hear our pleasure moans. By the time you wake up, we'll be long gone, and you'll be surrounded by the police. Maybe you should've kept your mouth shut." With a mocking laugh, he gripped the ri
August was exasperated, despite being at the mercy of Boris and James, he didn't seem to be afraid of them. "I wouldn't threaten me if I were you!"Boris's face flushed red with rage, he frowned and slapped August two more times. "Don't test me, you filthy waiter. You are at my mercy yet you dare to speak such nonsense. With just a snap of my fingers; these men will hit you to death," Boris warned, his voice trembling with rage."Try, if you have the balls," August sneered slyly. He knew Boris and James needed him alive too well to take all the blame for what they planned to do to Tina. No matter how far he pushed Boris, all he got was a slap or two across the face."That's enough, Boris," James interjected, gripping Boris’s arm as he prepared to strike August again. "I see what he’s trying to do, but what’s the point of hitting him? He’s already in a worse position. The charge for rape and murder is death by hanging—unless the judge is feeling generous, in which case it might be life
Seeing that August was no longer a threat as he was tied to a chair, a smug smile painted on Boris face."I thought you were the almighty Iron fist; you knocked me out with just a punch and look at what you did to James' face. I was beginning to think you would knock all these men down with your Iron fist. But Maybe I overrated you, you are not as strong as I thought"August seethed with rage. If he could untie just one of his hand, then he would've shown Boris just how much he deserved to be called Iron fist like he was mocking him. "I swear this time I'll make sure I knock you off for good" August growled.Boris then frowned and slapped his face hard. "You are lucky we need you alive for our plan or I would've killed you already!" Boris spat angrily yanking August's chin before slapping it again."Stop hitting him," Tina protested defensively. "Your problem is with me, right? You already have me, what do you want from him?" She asked frustratingly.James then approached Tina and ru