Camila heaved a deep sigh as she dropped her purse on the couch, then yanked the painful heel off her feet and shoved it aside in one kick. She growled and slumped onto the nearest couch in sight which also happened to be the largest of all the couches in the house. She laid on her back and slapped her palm over her face.“Camila!”She heard Keith call from outside but she did not have enough strength to open her mouth and give a response, so she lay still waiting for when he would notice her.“Camila! Ba_,” Keith trailed off and she suspected he must have noticed her and her suspicion was confirmed when she heard his approaching footsteps.“Baby, are you okay?” Keith quizzed, kneeling beside Camila, with his gaze studying her covered face worriedly. “Do you feel sick? Tired?” Camila grumbled something under her breath that Keith didn't quite catch. “Huh? Please say it again, baby. I'm beginning to worry,” Keith inched closer to her, pondering on whether he should yank her hand off
Frank heaved a sigh, biting down on his tongue. His face was as pale as someone who had seen a ghost, and he looked nothing like the man he was. He appeared to have lost some weight and unlike the properly ironed suit he was usually always wearing, he was just dressed casually in a random black round neck top and plain blue jeans but the most contradicting accessory to his character was the face cap he has on his face, pulled so closely to his face as if to shield his face. His shoulders were held up high but unlike his previous pride stance, he was held up in a more awkward and uncomfortable looking way, with tension oozing from him. Frank's hand automatically moved to his left arm and then ran his fingers against the surface of his bandaged wrist, his mind traveling to how he had gotten it, the venom and anger he had seen in the eyes of his ex girlfriend, and an involuntary shudder went down his spine, he gulped down nothing. It has been two days since the unfortunate accident had
Frank twirled around to see a young man standing behind him, “Please come with me, Mr. Thompson has been waiting.” Frank stiffened once more, why on earth does he keep getting the feeling that everyone in this entire building had been expecting his coming? What gave him more chills was that Keith Thompson was sitting patiently on his desk waiting for him, like a lion awaiting its prey. He let out a nervous chuckle as he took in the man standing before him dressed in a dark blue suit, and suddenly Frank regretted that he had come to the company dressed like this, he had no excuse for not getting all kitted up for the meeting really, but he now had no employee or any other person working under him and so it was hard for him to get things done himself, with the fact that he had not lifted a finger to do anything much in a long time. And how does one begin the process of washing clothes? He thought to himself, a picture of the heap of dirty suits he had in his laundry room. He snap
Frank was continually feeling pushed to the edge the more it appeared that Keith felt inconvincible. He rubbed his sweaty palms against the surface of his jeans and then gulped down nothing. This was his only option at the moment, it was either this or he died of fear from constantly looking over his shoulders because of the Hockings family on his tail. He glanced down at his bandaged wrist and brushed his fingers over the surface, and a shudder ran down in spine from fear of what Sheila could be plotting against him at this very moment, the promises she had whispered into his ears that day were still very much fresh in his mind_ and he has known Sheila Hockings long enough to know that she would so anything in her power to fulfill those promises.“You do not understand, Keith,” he said all in one breath, taking one step closer to Keith's desk.Keith eyed his movements suspiciously and his brows drew together in disapproval which Frank did not miss and took an intentional step back ho
Sheila stood at the edge of the restaurant, looking at the entrance anxiously. She was dressed suspiciously in all black, with an outrageous scarf tied around her face along with huge sunglasses masking her eyes. Her stomach grumbled loudly, catching the attention of some of the waiters and waitresses passing by,Sheila growled, with her face scrunched up in annoyance. “What are you all looking at?” She snapped angrily, even though both of her cheeks were flustered from embarrassment.The people immediately dispersed in an attempt to avoid her wrath, and once they were all out of sight Sheila's stomach growled once again, this time much louder than it was the last time. She bit down on her lower lips, then leaned forward to scam the area and luckily for her no one was within her radius and no one had heard that. The aroma of the food was almost on the brink of driving her insane, sending her self control down the drain, worsening her hunger and it only made it worse that she could not
Camila looked around the restaurant in awe, taking in each exquisite design and work of art, her mind easily figuring out that this place was a deal breaker and would be insanely expensive. As she approached the reception of the restaurant, she did more survey of the place, she did not pay any attention to Keith as he conversed with the blonde person who was currently typing something into the computer asking Keith some questions about his reservation, it was not until when Keith drawled so closely to her ear, sending a shudder down her spine that she finally snapped out of her daze,“I see you like the place,” Keith drawled into her ear.She giggled, inching away a bit. “Damn, that tickles.”Keith beamed, his face brightening with a teasing grin. “Why are you always so ticklish, you naughty girl?”Camila's face turned bright red and then she put a hand over his hand to pinch lightly, “Get your mind out of the gutters, lover boy. I'm ticklish, yes but it is completely normal.”“Of cou
Keith could feel Camila's eyes bore into his back as he made his way towards the restroom. He knew exactly where he was going since he was very familiar with the restaurant, this was not his first time coming here and he also happened to be well acquainted with the owner of the place, and were also into business together. And besides he had no business going into the restroom, he just had to go there and wait_It had been a day since Frank came to meet him desperate for his protection and he had been wondering ever since if he made the best choice by not helping. Frank was an asshole, a liar, a betrayal, and lots more but does that mean he deserved death? Keith had not doubted for a second when Frank said the Hockings would kill him, he knew just exactly what the vile Hockings family could do, after all, he had also been a victim of their whole charade and evil plots. Even though he did not trust Frank, he was not a man anyone should be trusting, and not to mention that Frank was n
“What you did was too far, Keith. You took away everything, did you ever think of how we'll survive?”“And I'm sure you thought about that too before leaving me to die in jail.”Sheila's mouth open agape as Keith fired back at her question, his eyes were blazing with different emotions but his composure remained completely normal if anyone were to be watching from the outside they would think he was all alone In here and not in any conversation whatsoever, and just his composure was enough to annoy Sheila and push her closer to the edge. By ‘closer to the edge' she meant, ‘I really wished I brought my gun and I could just blast this motherfucker brains out'Keith scoffed, “And I finally got her speechless, if only I had my phone with me now, I would take a picture of your face right now because it is more than priceless.”Sheila's jaw clenched and she took a daring step forward, her shoulders high up in a defensive stance almost looking stupidly confident as if she could succeed in be
"Abraham Corner, you are hereby sentenced to life imprisonment without the possibility of parole for the murder of Mrs. Genevieve. You are further sentenced to an additional 25 years for the murder of Adam Kurt and 15 years for the coercion and unlawful imprisonment of your employees. These sentences will run consecutively. May this serve as a reminder that no one is above the law." The courtroom erupted into noise as reporters shouting questions, spectators murmuring in shock, and some even clapping in approval. Keith turned to Camila, who sat in silent disbelief, her eyes welling with tears."It’s over. You’re free." Keith said softly as Camila looked at Evelyn, who stood tall and calm, a small but victorious smile on her face.The judge banged his gavel to restore order."Bailiff, escort the defendant out of the courtroom. Court is adjourned." The judge said as the bailiffs approached Abraham, he turned to Sheila, his face dark and menacing."You think you’ve won? This isn’t over."
"You’ll soon be free." He said as Camila nodded, her lips trembling as she smiled. Tears welled in her eyes, but she quickly brushed them away, determined to stay strong.Sheila walked to the center of the courtroom, holding a remote control for the court’s audiovisual system."Your Honor, with your permission, I would like to present a video to the court. Before I play it, I need to explain how I came into possession of this video." Sheila said to the judge. Mr. Nolan immediately rose to his feet."Objection, Your Honor. This is highly irregular. The prosecution cannot…" The judge held up a hand, cutting him off."Mr. Nolan, sit down. Ms. Hockings, you may proceed." The judge said firmly."Thank you, Your Honor." Sheila said, nodding as She turned to face the courtroom, her voice steady and commanding."This video was obtained during my investigation into Mr. Corner’s workplace. It was anonymously sent to me by an employee who could no longer remain silent. The footage, captured by a
"Overruled. Ms. Warren, proceed." The judge said firmly."Thank you, Mr. Wallace. No further questions." Sheila said, turning back to James. She called two more witnesses, each echoing similar stories of abuse, threats, and control. By the end, the jury looked visibly disturbed, and the courtroom buzzed with tension.Finally, Sheila took a deep breath and held up a document."Your Honor, I refer to Section 12.5 of the state constitution, which condemns any individual who uses power, intimidation, or violence to suppress others. Mr. Corner’s actions, as described by these witnesses, align perfectly with this behavior. This is not just a man who mistreats employees. This is a man capable of anything, including the crimes he’s charged with." She said as the courtroom erupted in whispers."What the actual hell! This man is a beast." Smart said, whispering loudly to Duncan."Focus, Smart. This is just the beginning. Let’s see how his lawyer responds." Duncan said, nodding grimly."Your Hon
"Your Honor, members of the jury, today we will uncover the truth about the heinous deaths of Mrs. Genevieve and Mr. Adam Kurt, the accused’s secretary. The evidence points clearly that Abraham Corner killed both of them . While Mr. Corner has denied any involvement, his actions, motives, and the surrounding circumstances tell a different story." She paused, turning slightly toward Abraham at the defense table. "Let’s begin by calling Mr. Corner to the witness stand.""Mr. Corner, please take the stand." The judge said as Abraham stood, his movements deliberate and unhurried. Dressed immaculately in a tailored suit, he exuded confidence as he made his way to the witness stand. His face was unreadable, a mask of composure.After being sworn in, he sat down, clasping his hands lightly on the armrest."Mr. Corner, let’s start with your relationship with Mrs. Genevieve. Were you friends? Business partners?" Ms Harding asked, approaching him with a calm but piercing intensity."Neither. We
Abraham's lawyer came to see him in prison with threatening news.“No one is on your side. They are all against you,” the lawyer said as Abraham clenched his fists.“Make sure you do everything in your power to get me out of here. I can't be here,” Abraham said as the lawyer nodded.“I'll do everything possible. We have a hearing tomorrow. We'll make sure you win the case,” the lawyer said as Abraham sighed.The next day, Sheila prepared for the initial hearing. She wasn't going to miss it for anything. She was going to follow everything so they don't end up losing. While she was preparing, she suddenly felt nauseous. She ran to the bathroom and threw up.“Are you okay? What's going on?” Duncan asked, going to her but she refused his help.“I'm fine. What are you doing here?” She asked him as he felt bad.“Just wanted to check up on you,” he said.“I'm fine,” she said, walking out.The courtroom is tense as Abraham was brought in. Dressed sharply, he carries an air of confidence des
They searched through drawers, cupboard for over an hour but still didn't get anything while Abraham was attending to his guests. Adam came forward to say something when the atmosphere changed. Abraham wondered what the problem was until he saw Adam. He clenched his jaw, getting angry.“I have something to discuss with you, sir,” he said as Abraham dragged him to a corner “Are you trying to get me angry?” Abraham asked.“Sir, I need to report something to you,” Adam said but Abraham wasn't having any of it.“Get out. Don't show your face till this is over. Don't you have any shame? Seriously, I'm already getting pissed,” Abraham said, walking away.“Guys, you need to get out of there. Abraham is coming your way,” Riley said as Smart ran out immediately. Keith found a secret room. Just as he was about to check it out, Duncan held him in his hand.“We need to leave now. Abraham is coming,” Duncan said as Keith nodded.“Okay. Let's go,” Keith said as they left. When Abraham came inside
“Are you boys ready?” Duncan asked, joining the team as Smart scoffed.“We're not boys. We're grown ass men. One of us has a child while you're still in a complicated relationship because you chose to while I'm just being myself,” Smart pointed out.“He is not in a complicated relationship. He just isn't into any relationship. I heard Sheila broke it off with him. She said she was no longer interested in his back and forth relationship,” Keith said as Smart laughed.“That serves him right,” Smart said as he and Keith fistbumbed.“Guys, I'm right here,” Duncan said, announcing his presence.“You are? We don't see you,” Smart said as Keith laughed while Duncan rolled his eyes.“Whatever. Everything is ready and planned out. We just have to enter his house without being noticed and get right back,” Duncan said as they nodded.“Then let's do this. Costumes check, the guys who would keep watch, check and what again?” Smart asked as Riley came in.“Your ears and eyes, check,” Riley said.“W
New evidence has surfaced, and it challenges everything we thought we knew about this case. Could it be that Camila Joffrey, accused of murder, has been wrongfully implicated? How is it that Mr. Corner’s secretary is now tied to the crime scene? Was this connection overlooked, or deliberately concealed? And what about Mr. Corner himself? Does he truly have no knowledge of this development, or is he feigning ignorance to sway public opinion in his favor? As the investigation continues, we are committed to uncovering the truth behind these mysteries. Stay with us as we dig deeper into this unfolding story. Reporting live, this is Nicki Samson.Keith turned off the television as he leaned on the table, folding his hands.“So, what next?” Smart asked.“We will investigate his office. Vincenzo and I,” Sheila said, resting her back on the chair. She could feel a headache coming and she felt like vomiting.“I want you three to do something for me,” she said as Duncan turned to her.“What is
"Yeah, I saw him leave too. He was driving really fast, and he didn’t seem like he was in a hurry to get anywhere. It was... suspicious." A neighbor said as whispers were heard."The court will now take a recess. We will reconvene at 3 o'clock to continue these proceedings. Please remember that all court rules and decorum remain in effect during this time. Court is adjourned." The judge said as he struck the gavel.The courtroom is tense, the murmur of the spectators subsiding as the defense lawyer Sheila Hockings, rises to her feet, ready to call the next witness. She gestures toward Adam, who was seated at the witness stand. Sheila moves forward, poised and determined, as the jury watches attentively.“Remind me why I love her again,” Duncan said as Smart looked at him.“I don't know. I think you don't know your problem,” Smart said. Duncan pretended like he didn't hear what his brother said."Mr. Daniels, you are aware that you have been linked to the victim, and to the crime scene