‘What should we expect from this confrontation?’ The question kept ringing over and over in Sheila's head. Something was not right. Something was definitely wrong. At this point, Sheila imagined Keith to be in a panic state and trying to find a way to save his skin, but instead, he was organizing a freaking conference meeting, with thousands of media. There was something certainly off about this arrangement, someone who was in panic would not be in the right mind to want that and with such an accusation to his name, he should not be desperate for a public exposure. Yes, something was so wrong.“A conference meeting with the media?” Frank asked in awe, interrupting the awkward silence that lingered in the atmosphere after they both read the public announcement. “Why on earth would he want to do something like that?”Sheila rolled off the bed, barely sparing Frank any glance. “That is a good question indeed, why would he want a meeting with the press?”“And also publicly inviting us too
Frank glanced up at Sheila with a questioning look, his eyes narrowed at her uneasy figure pacing around the room. He felt suddenly choked like the walls of the room were closing in on him. He did not feel so sure he wanted to have anything done for Sheila, especially during a period this crucial. Yes, Sheila did come up with good plans with great impacts, she was excellent at it, but not until recently where almost all her plans would only just have good starts but no longer ended so well and instead only got them in trouble and with dozens of repercussions. He has not even been able to get over the repercussions he was facing for the execution of the online bashing they did, but Sheila did not know that, sincerely she didn't care all that mattered to her was that her plans get done the way she wanted it.“What? You should not act so rashly this time, Sheila,” he advised, with a small growl mumbled beneath his breath. Sheila paused her pacing then turned around to face Frank with an
Sheila remained seated in the front seat of Frank's car, leaning against the door to study her face. Of course, she had ensured that Frank put no mark on her face, she could not do that to her gorgeous face, but her eyes were red and puffy with her nose bright pink from all the crying she had done at the cost of the bruises on her wrist and waist during the infliction. The spots were both sore and aching all thanks to Frank's expertise in handling the delicate assignment. She glanced at Frank and then smirked when she saw the red scratches on his hand, well one could blame her for losing her temper when she was getting her bruises done, she had gotten so angry that at one point she snapped then retaliated and her anger only fueled more when she caught a glimpse of the mocking smile on Frank's face while she was whining which had only made her more angry and more keen on her retaliation plot. She leaned back into the car cushion and pulled back the arm of the sweater she had worn to h
Sheila ignored the unpleasant trail that went down her spine and went back to the mission at hand which was to act like the perfect victim and sway her way into the hearts of the people here so they could sympathize with her and help her kick this asshole butt. Her eyes darted towards Keith again and she was met with a lopsided grin, his eyes trailing her every move and stalking her like a prey to be devoured, but he should not be the one looking like that when she was the one going to be doing the devouring today. She took her gaze away from him and took it back to the crowd gathered and watching her curiously, her gaze met briefly with Frank whose face was hard and emotionless, he only gave her a quick nod to acknowledge their eyes meeting but his eyes remained pensive, making Sheila think for a quick moment what was wrong with him before moving her gaze to her father whose look was not in her way but instead glaring at Keith with such spite. She sucked in a deep breath, it's time
Keith kept his eyes fixed on his ex-wife who had been out to get him because of her supposedly justified hate, she looked like she wanted to puke the little color she had on her face when she came in looking battered had long slipped off her face, her eyes widen open and almost popping from its socket, one would almost believe she had seen a ghost. He shook his head, Sheila has been proving to be more dubious than he would have ever thought, she was going extreme with her attempts to get back at him for whatever reason she hated him in the first place, claiming to be raped to drag him down was one thing but getting intentional injuries to prove it was on another level of extreme, one he would never have thought she could do especially since one could easily get makeup done to fake a bunch of bruises but from the bruises Keith had caught a glimpse of, it was obvious that was not a work of makeup, he glanced briefly at Frank sitting at the front roll and narrowed his gaze, he was certain
Sheila was fuming, in fact, she felt like she would explode from all the anger piled up in the pit of her belly. Not only had Keith turned her plan on her but he humiliated her in front of hundreds, she was sure the news was viewing right now live on various platforms, the anger that Keith had waited until she spewed all her lies before he revealed the truth. He had outsmarted her yet again, for fuck sake she should have suspected something was wrong when she kept meeting his gaze to meet him giving her that creepy smile. She was not just fuming, she was furious. And she felt so disgusted with herself her body still crawled from all the hands that had touched her when the people had surrounded her and thank heavens for Frank or she would have gotten into a fight with the stupid reporter that called her a lying whore. She was more than fuming, and to be sincere there could be no words to describe the anger she was feeling.With her jaw clenched so tightly it looked like it would hurt,
“Wow, Mr. Thompson you sure are buying so many properties,” one of the workers in the Thompson properties incorporated said as he tagged alongside Keith. The worker also happened to be the newest recruit to the company and was on his way to resume as the new assistant manager of Keith. He looked young, around his early twenties and Keith could see some similarities between the guy and Mr. Kevin, for starters they were always running mouths, but what would one expect from the uncle and his cousin? Keith did not actually take in Mr. Kevin's cousin because of their relationship but because he had truly been impressed with the records the small man had presented, and for a man this young he had already achieved what others could take years to achieve. He also needed to be around more young minds for more refreshing and renovating ideas, that was the reason behind the plan of recruiting. And on the outside business prospect, Keith just happened to take an instant liking to the young man.
“Thompson, that bastard.”Sheila raised her head at the sound of Frank's voice, she watched the door patiently until he pushed the door to their room open and slammed it harshly shut as he stepped into the room. She took in his large figure with a raised brow, his hair was messy like it had gotten fingers run through thousands of times. He had gotten rid of the suit jacket and tie, even the buttons on his shirt had been left undone, and it was not long before she noticed he had also gotten rid of his belt. Sheila scoffed, it seemed to be that Frank got impatient and undressed on his way up, which she found funny. His shoulders were slumped in defeat and his body was tense, his nose was flared and his eyes were filled with anger. “What got you this riled up? What did Thompson do this time?” She questioned curiously, dropping her phone to turn to Frank and give her full attention to him. Frank scoffed, “He bought yet another of my property.”Although the news was not pleasing to Sheil
"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