When Elaine woke up the next morning, her head was pounding. She knew why she was feeling so heavy. When she had returned home last night, she had cried her eyes out until sleep defeated her. It got to a point where she really couldn't tell why she was crying. But it didn't matter because the tears would not stop gushing out. She walked into the neat and beautiful kitchen to make herself an instant coffee. She was taking a sip as she wandered towards the living room.She took a minute out to stop in front of the big mirror that was plastered in the left corner of the hallway. When she looked in the mirror, she dropped the cup in her hand. A splash of hot coffee splattered all over her body, which gave room for a scream. But she didn't really care much about the burn. Not because it didn't leave a scar, but instead because of the person she was staring at in the mirror. Her eyes were so swollen to the extent that she looked a different person. She was tempted to think that when s
When the fist landed in Cory's face, his cheeks folded in, and his nose shifted to the side. The force of the hit was so random and effective, which made the impact even more fatal. "You lowlife pervert!!! How dare you touch my boss!!!" Charles barked at Cory. He drew another fist and was about to launch the attack. At this moment, Cory was very much aware of the situation. He stopped the hand mid-air. "How dare you stop me from teaching you a lesson! Let my hand go!" Charles seemed bent on wanting to break the jaws and bones of Cory. Cory added a little pressure on the wrist of Charles that he was holding. The pressure was quite subtle but effective. At first, Charles was still ranting and raving, trying to intimidate Cory, but then he lost his voice. "Ow. Ow, that hurts. Let go of me." Charles started to fight for his life. But Cory didn't let go of him. He held still on to the wrist of Charles, adding more and more pressure. Charles' knees had folded this time, and he was abo
Elaine rushed through the room to get to the door. When she got outside, she saw Cory walking away. She wanted to go after him but then noticed Charles. Charles was climbing out of the car, and his hand was now whole. Healed. At that moment, Elaine couldn't decide whether to run after Cory or just stand there and wonder how Charles got his wrist healed. Before she could come to a decision, Cory was already out of sight. He was nowhere to be found. "He healed me. I had no idea how he did it, but he healed me." Charles sounded really excited as he recounted the deeds to her. "I have to stop somewhere first before going for the meeting. There is someone I want to pick." Elaine brushed the odds off, walking straight to the car. When next Cory was seen, he was standing by the roadside waving a cab down. He knew that he wouldn't have to continue living this way. He would have to get himself a car as soon as possible. But that wasn't the right time for that. At this moment, he wanted t
He turned around to see the man who had ordered him to stop. It was a lanky man. The man looked well built. His frame was towering and quite intimidating. If Cory didn't have any supernatural abilities, he probably would be shaking and quaking just standing in front of the man. Coupled with his intimidating physique, the man's face looked like a personified rock. It would seem as though if an object crashed against it, such would turn into a fine pebble. The man weighed Cory's physique and outline with his wild eyes, looking Cory from the head to toe.Because of the nature of his eyes, it was hard to tell if he was looking down on Cory or if he was only doing his job. Cory didn't want to start having ideas, but he could tell that that was what judging eyes looked like"How may I help you?" The man inquired boldly. Cory smiled warmly at the man, reaching out his hand to shake the man's hand. "My name is Cory. I just want to talk to the receptionist. It won't take too long." Cory's
Cory knew for a fact that there was no other person in this place other than him. He was the only person sitting while the rest of the people were on their feet. This meant but the harsh truth that the man was referring to none other than him. Why, though? He couldn't place it. He had already come to the conclusion that the people here are quite decent compared to the likes of the cab drivers. He wasn't having wrong ideas and didn't want to nurse ugly thoughts. But the rich looking man was staring dead at him. His eyes held both flames and derision. Cory was trying so hard not to read an unnecessary meaning to this, but he just couldn't help himself. There was disgust and derision splattered across the intimidating face of the man. "What the hell! Is he still sitting?!!!" The man's tone increased, almost resulting in a yell. Cory had no reason to stand up. What in the hell is this? He thought he had seen it all, but obviously, he was just having ideas. "You should stand on your
"Let go of my hand!!!" The man barked, not realizing what Cory had just said. He realised that the grip of Cory on his hand was so strong that if Cory were to add pressure, his wrist might snap. He was scared to the end of his wits, yet he wasn't going to show his fear to this riff-raff!!!But then when he noticed that Cory was still looking past him. He slowly turned to look behind himself. When he turned, he lost his balance and almost somersaulted! His legs shook so heavily that it felt like his knees would fold in. Sweat pooled at the corners of his face when he saw the lady standing in front of him. Cory let go of his hand, and he sprawled to his feet, dropping on his knees all of a sudden and kowtowed to Anna! "Miss Anna! It's truly you! I thought it was a joke. I heard from my personal source that you would be coming unannounced to the company today as the new manager. I only thought of trying my luck whether or not I would see you. It was true. It's such an honor to meet
Arold knew that he had every right to dispute what he had just seen. From his own standpoint, there was no sense whatsoever in what he was looking at. Every sane person would perhaps agree with him on this one. But given by the fact that the card had been handed over to him by none other than the only child and daughter of Lord Theo! He dared not call it a lie. Cory, on the other hand, was wondering what the details of the card with Arold were. Although, Lord Theo had promised to send a company card through Anna, which Cory would be using henceforth. Yet he didn't really know what the card would be about. Cory couldn't ponder too much on that. Arold was shaking heavily. He dropped on his knees all of a sudden. He had heard about the new changes in the ownership of the Eagleville mall. In fact, he had come here hoping to come across Anna. By that, he would be able to find a way to speak with the new owner of Eagleville through Anna. That was what he was hoping dearly. But things
Arold was already wetting his pants when he heard this. He didn't even care that he was about fifty years old. He didn't care about age. What Cory had just said was so huge and disturbing. It was something that had unsettled his whole body system, and his head was heating. "My Lord. Please forgive me. Don't do this." Arold sprung at the feet of Cory, a relentlessly effort to grapple at the legs of Cory. Cory sent the tip of his shoes into the jaws of Arold. Anna gasped, clutching her palm to her mouth when she heard the crack of broken bones at the contact. Cory's face held no trace of emotion after the suicidal kick he gave Arold in the face. Arold's face was streaming with blood now. "Did she even get the chance to beg you?" Cory bellowed at him, his face tightening. When the image of the dying receptionist flashed through his mind again, he gritted his teeth. Something deep inside of him was awakened. He lifted his gaze at Anna. Anna was scared to look at him. Lord Theo was c