Keith stayed completely still in front of the large mirror in his room, playing with the button on the sleeve of his shirt. His mind was far away and wandering, he exhaled softly. He believed it was time, time that he finished off the Hockings, the more he is prolonging the revenge plans and matter the more he continues to expose himself and the people he has newly founded and has begun to care about so deeply into the way of harm. He was a changed person, Keith knew. He would look at himself in the mirror sometimes and compare himself now with Keith Thompson of that time. Aside from the physical differences, like the fuller and longer hair, brighter features, and a less worried stance_ character wise, he has gone through a lot of changes. The hurt and betrayal he got from the one family he loved once upon a time had pushed him into this change. Before Keith was softer and more forgiving, he would have never wanted retaliation or any of this prolonged revenge shit, before Keith would
Keith adjusted his suit jacket as he waited in front of his car parked in the court parking lot. He was waiting for Camila, normally they had been meant to come together but he had to come alone since she had a business emergency to deal with. It was today. The day Keith had not known he had been desperately hoping and longing for. Finally, there would be no more reason to keep stalling and awaiting the perfect moment, today was the day, the court session. The day he was going to deal with the loose ends and end it all, so there would be no reason to be involved in anyone's revenge play and he could finally focus on the future he wanted and dreamt for himself without harboring any hard feelings whatsoever. It was finally the day and Keith was desperate for it to be over already so he could get on with his life already.He glanced around and sighed when he spotted the place where his bodyguards were cooped up trying to hold back the overwhelming press that were trying to get to him and
“I didn't want you handling it by yourself, that was why I was rushing.”Keith's eyes widened as he took in the sight of Camila's flushed self before him, not only were both cheeks red but also her entire face was bright red as she mercilessly chewed on her bottom lip and avoided his gaze. He was beyond astonished, today happened to be the first time Camila was openly saying something so sweet to him. Yes, she was a sweet person when one got closer to her, but it was an extremely rare sight to witness Camila utter something sweet or cringe. She was not a person closed off about emotions she was just naturally shy about the exhibition of emotions which was like an extra chore for her, a chore she avoided at all costs. Now Keith understood why she had not wanted to respond to him.His eyes did not stray from hers as his lips stretched into a very broad smile that stretched up to both his ears, grinning happily like a Cheshire cat. “Awnn, Camila, I am deeply touched.”Camila did not rais
Keith watched as Sheila got down from the driver seat, their gaze jamming at once and for a second Keith thought he saw jealousy spark in her eyes but it was gone in a flash that he believed he imagined it because her eyes were back to being as cold always and for a second, moments of when he was still obsessed with the five foot two blondie flashed into his mind, the good and bad moments, the moments that made him see forever with her and the moments he was madly in love with everything about her, so in love that he became intentionally blinded. He tried to search deep inside his heart for an ounce of the affection he once felt for her if he could still find any, but no. His heart had completely frozen over for Sheila, there would never be warmth for her ever again. Maybe he had not completely hated her at first but now he did, from the very bottom of his heart. The Sheila he knew now has killed whatever feeling he has left for the past Sheila he got fooled by.“The troublemakers ha
“I want to report a case of fraud, your lordship,” he announced with a blank expression.Both Sheila and Frank froze where they were seated, their gazes moving to meet each other and then back at Keith. Frank gripped the arm of the chair so tightly that his fingers would have dug in if it was not because the chair was made of wood Sheila's eyes were as large as saucers one would be worried about it falling out of their sockets. Her body was rigid and her heart was pounding so harshly against her chest. This was the reason Keith was warning them to back out. Why had he been so keen on not going into the courthouse? She suspected at the beginning it was strange but she did think it was because he didn't want all the stress and drama but she could never have guessed it was because he wanted to turn the tables around on them once again. Oh heavens, they were in big trouble this time, Sheila was very sure of that.Mr. Hockings’ breath caught, Thompson's words rang over and over in his head
“Because the houses were not yours to begin with,” someone amongst the crowd replied to Frank with a glare. Mr. Hockings’ shoulders stiffened at the sound of the familiar voice, and even if he was afraid to look back and confirm that it was the person he did so anyway, and to his horror the person was who he thought it was, all the remaining color on his wrinkled old face flushed away and replaced with a horror-struck look. The courthouse erupted in loud whispers everybody curious about who the new arrival was.The judge frowned and hit his gravel against his desk, “Order, I will not tolerate nuisance in my court. It's either you cooperate or you will force me to dismiss this case,” he threatened.Frank's jaw clenched, in the depth of his heart he wished the judge would get pissed and dismiss the case. It was obvious from the look that graced Mr. Hockings’ face, it was obvious that the case was going to end up being In favor of Keith Thompson and he didn't want to have to witness tha
Mr. Hockings’ jaw clenched tightly together, as he tried to control his temper and glare at the stupid judge before him. He wanted to get out of this hellhole called a courthouse and get his hand on the stupid Mark Thomas who was ruining everything for him with his stupid big mouth. He forcefully took his gaze off the judge and met the gaze of his lawyer, Mr. Roger who was already staring at him with a look filled with questions and confusion, and a pointed look that said he was in trouble with the man later. Mr. Hockings knew why his lawyer was giving him such a stare like that. Mr. Roger had talked to him when he had asked him to take up the case, and his lawyer had told him to tell him everything, both the truth and the lies, everything that could change the fate of the hearing but from the look of surprise on Mr. Roger's face one could tell Mr. Hockings hadn't obeyed the instruction.The judge turned his attention to Mark, “Continue Mark,” he ordered.Mark nodded eagerly, “As I wa
The judge nodded as he scanned through the papers displayed in front of him while everyone in the court watched curiosity about what the judge's decision would be with the new change of events. But unlike the rest of the people, Mr. Hockings was currently in a corner at the end of the court with Sheila, Frank, and the lawyer Mr. Roger, with all their attention on Sheila's pacing father. They had taken an excuse for a private decision while Mark had been presenting his documents.“This is bad, really bad,” Frank moaned under his breath running his fingers through his hair. It was true that he didn't know who Mark was but he was not oblivious of what he had accused Mr. Hockings of. He was involved, so very much involved it had been his men who had been the cause of the man that had threatened Mr. Hockings. If this matter was to be investigated further then they would certainly be able to link it to him and he would be doomed, going downhill with the Hockings.Sheila glared at him, “Coul