Mr. Andrew just got back from the campaign headquarters. The day was the most uneventful for him, as he walked into the house like one who had just escaped death.Immediately after he got to what seemed like the middle of the living room, he screamed out loud in pain, “What!” Mr. Andrew stood still in shock, staring at Scott. “That foolish boy!” He added, rage evident as he scattered the crystal vase with fresh flowers and the sculptured object on the table. He panted heavily with clenched fists. “How dare he?” He seethed.He already called Scott on his way back and narrated to him what had happened at the campaign headquarters.“You don't need to worry about him; he is just a boy like you referred to him, who thinks he is now a big shot,” Scott said as he carefully moved backward a bit. He could still remember vividly how his boss slapped Nancy.In Scott’s mind, ‘if Mr. Andrew could slap Nancy, then who is he?’ Let alone now, he had to face an iceberg of humiliation from the public.
Jack and Blade got back late the previous day from Nick's side. They got delayed at Nick's place because Blade had to wait for his boss to return from the campaign headquarters with Nick. And even after they did, they still had a little time to pop some champagne and all.Due to time, Jasmine had to sleep over at her brother's place as she was so exhausted already, while Jack and Blade found their way back to the house.As soon as they got home, both of them retired to their various rooms and slept straight, without thinking twice. They were exhausted too, just like Jasmine, but they managed to get back home.As the day broke, they had already freshened up and had some time to themselves, respectively, and it was already getting to noon. Just immediately Blade came to meet Jack, the latter dropped the phone he was nonchalantly scanning through on the glass table right in front of him and quickly popped the question he had in mind for the longest time.“How were you able to get the vid
Jasmine and his brother had moved to see their mom.Different thoughts coursed through Nick's mind as he wondered who Jack was exactly because of the influence and money attached to Jack's name. But thinking about it was like trying to solve a puzzle with incomplete pieces, so it left so many unanswered questions in his head.On their way to Stamford, it was a cool drive from Nick until he decided to break the silence: “I need to ask you something, and I need you to be honest with me on that.”With the tone his brother spoke, Jasmine could sense that what he wanted to ask had something to do with Jack. She had seen how Nick was in awe when they were at Jack's house until the moment they left. Even though he tried so much to wave it off, it was quite obvious.It was safe to say that instead of taking Jack by surprise, it finally turned out that it was Nick who was taken by surprise.“Are you guys dating?”“Dating who?” Jasmine understood what Nick meant by the question he just threw at
“To have a very clean job that won't be traced, the boys need more time to run some investigations on how to carry out Jack's elimination,” Scott explained and then proposed.“Boss, I suggest that while we are still on the plan to get Jack down, what about strategically launching a campaign, maybe for an upcoming political position you would want to vie for? I think that will help you regain some power and influence.”“It seems like you don't get it; I have lost dignity in politics, and also, the public has turned against me. Besides, which political party is going to accept me? They are all saying that I'm not safe around their children. How else do you want me to explain to you?” Mr. Andrew narrated through gritted teeth.“So sorry, boss. I understand. Sorry for trying to get things wrong.”“It's fine.” Mr. Andrew just realized something that flashed through his mind, and he said, “I feel for my daughter right now. Did you think I overreacted?”Scott was scared to let Mr. Andrew kno
“Attention passengers,” the captain announced, "this is your captain speaking. We are currently beginning our descent into New York City. We expect to touch down in approximately 10 minutes. Please turn off all portable electronic devices and stow them away at this time. In preparation for landing, please ensure your seat belt is fastened snugly, and your tray table is returned to its upright position. If you have any loose belongings, please stow them under your seat or in the overhead compartment. We will have the cabin lights dimmed shortly after landing. The weather is relatively sunny, with a temperature in the 60s°F (around 15 °C).“Lastly, the flight attendants will be coming around shortly to collect any remaining trash. Thank you for choosing British Airways, and we hope you enjoyed your flight,” the captain concluded.Not long after, the plane landed, and the air hostesses made way for the few passengers in business class to exit first before those in economy class.Richard
Officer Wilfred turned to Richard and asked, “Do you want to put me in order? Don't you know he is the airport director, Commissioner Ken, and is entitled to decide my stay here?”Richard was shocked by what he heard, and at the same time, he had the feeling he had spoken to the director wrongly, but he still couldn't apologize. Even if he did, that may not have changed anything anyway.The ones Richard referred to as boys were the law enforcement officials the man got from the headquarters.“Please, sir, forgive my ill manners.” Officer Wilfred apologized again to Mr. Ken, but Richard seemed unmoved.“Do you wish to do your job properly, or do you want the boys I brought from the headquarters to do that?”“I will do the job, sir. Please give me a second chance,” Officer Wilfred pleaded.“We have to commence that as we head to the secure search room. And any form of incriminating move from you will be punished severely by the government. For your notice, I doubled the surveillance foo
“Hi, Jasmine.”“Hello, Blade,” Jasmine replied as soon as she picked up the call.“Were you able to get back today like you envisaged?” Blade asked.“Yes, I did. In the afternoon, though.”“Ok, that's fine. How is your brother?”“He is fine. We came back together, but he is at his place currently.”“Ok, that's fine. My boss said I should get the lawyer’s phone number from you, the one you mentioned to us the other time.”“I knew you wanted to say something. You haven't called me and asked me how I am doing,” Jasmine teased. “I knew you were driving at something. So, which of them, if I ask?”“That's hilarious how you would say that anyway,” he chuckled and continued, “the one you explained to us the other day that the Late Lord Rock hired to oppose in the court case against one of the shareholders in the incorporation was having something to do with hard drugs.”“Oh, you mean barrister Lucas Joseph?”“I think so, but you should know better. I can't remember the name, to be precise, bu
Mr. Moe had gone to see the barrister he heard would oversee his son's case in a court trial. Everything happened so fast that a date has been fixed for the court appearance, as the barrister has already presented the case to the court for approval.At that moment, Mr. Moe went to Barrister Lucas Joseph's office. “Please come inside and have a seat,” Barrister Lucas said, gesturing Mr. Moe to a seat, just directly opposite him, with an executive office table in-between the two of them.Mr. Moe's outfit was on point as it spelled nothing less than luxury, with a whiff of fragrance that could snap anyone back to their senses.“Thank you, Barrister,” Mr. Moe said to him as soon as he sat down.The barrister glanced at him and then said, “So, what brings you to my office, Mr. Moe?”“Oh! You could still remember my name. That's cool; you must indeed be a brilliant man,” Mr. Moe proclaimed with a chuckle.“Why not? Of course, I do.” The corner of the barrister's mouth curled into a sneer, w