The news hit Eric like a ton of bricks, making his mind race with a thousand thoughts.Seven dead bodies were found in an abandoned warehouse, among them Alexander Hargraves and his six men. Eric couldn't wrap his mind around the news that had unfolded, nor could he comprehend how they had all died.The realization that the shocking device which had killed Alexander had been wielded by his own hand left Eric stunned and unsettled. How had his simple plea for help from the mysterious ring unleashed such chaos? It was a question that ate at him, gnawing at the edges of his consciousness.As Eric was still lost in his thoughts with what had transpired, when his thoughts were interrupted by the sudden intrusion of Calvin, barging into his home with an urgency that mirrored the turmoil raging within Eric's own mind."Where have you been?" Calvin demanded, his voice laced with concern. "I've been trying to call you, but your line was unreachable."Eric sighed heavily, his shoulders slumpin
The hall buzzed with excitement as guests flooded into the venue for the 35th anniversary of Johansson Enterprises, Calvin's father's company. It was a big deal, with lots of important people showing up, all eager to see what they had in store for the anniversary.Greg Henrik, one of Calvin's older brothers, looked calm and collected as he talked to a waiter, giving him instructions about serving only the VIP guests. After the waiter nodded and left, Lucas, the other brother, approached Greg Henrik, noticing his confident demeanor."You seem pretty relaxed tonight," Lucas commented, eyeing his brother curiously.Greg Henrik smiled confidently and put his hand on Lucas's shoulder. "Tonight, brother, we're going to come out on top," he declared confidently. "Dad may think he's got everything under control, but I've got a plan."Lucas raised an eyebrow, looking skeptical. "What do you mean?" he asked cautiously.Greg Henrik's smile turned into a sly grin. "We'll see who's in charge by th
As the bucket of acid crashed to the floor with a deafening thud, Eric's instincts kicked in, pushing him out of harm's way just in time. A smirk played across his lips as he watched Greg Henrik's stunned expression, the shock evident in his wide eyes."You thought you could catch me off guard," Eric mused, his voice laced with amusement as he stared at Greg Henrik from afar. "But you underestimated me."Around him, the guests murmured in hushed tones, casting nervous glances at the now vacant table where Eric was supposed to be seated. Security personnel rushed to the scene, attempting to restore order as the current host on stage desperately tried to calm the crowd."I can't believe someone would do such a thing!" one guest exclaimed, shaking their head in disbelief."They found a bucket of acid on the ceiling," another whispered, their voice tinged with fear. "It's lucky Mr. Radcliffe moved when he did."Greg Henrik, still recovering from the failed attempt on Mr. Radcliffe’s life
As Mr. Johansson prepared to announce his successor, a sudden commotion interrupted the proceedings. Gasps filled the air as a bucket descended from above, its contents splattering across the stage and drenching the esteemed businessman in pig's blood."Oh my God!" someone cried out in horror, the shock evident on their face.The audience erupted into murmurs and exclamations filling the hall as people recoiled in disbelief at the dreadful sight unfolding before them.Mr. Johansson, stunned and disoriented, attempted to move, but his feet slipped on the slick surface of the stage, causing him to lose his balance and tumble to the ground."Dad!" Calvin's voice rang out, filled with concern, as he rushed forward along with other concerned guests to help his father.Greg Henrik watched the scene unfold with a satisfied smirk, his eyes gleaming with malicious amusement at what he had planned. Even Lucas, who stood nearby, seemed taken aback by the unexpected turn of events, his expressio
Amidst the chaos and confusion, the sound of sirens pierced through the air as the police arrived at the scene. Eric had made the call earlier, ensuring that justice would be served for the heinous crimes committed by Greg Henrik and Lucas Johansson.As the officers entered the hall, their presence sent a ripple of anticipation through the crowd. People stepped aside, creating a path for the law enforcement officers to make their way through the throngs of guests.Lucas Johansson, his face pale with fear, attempted to blend into the crowd, but the officers had already spotted him. They approached him with quick movements,their expressions stern and fearful."Mr. Lucas Johansson, you're under arrest for conspiracy to commit murder and attempted assault," one of the officers announced, his voice carrying authority.Lucas stammered incoherently, his attempts to deny his involvement falling on deaf ears. The officers swiftly placed him in handcuffs, his protests drowned out by the murmurs
“Eric,” Emily's called out to him, her footsteps sounding against the sterile walls of the hospital corridor. Eric's heart clenched at the sound, a wide range of emotions swirling within him…anger, disbelief, and above all, betrayal."Eric, please, wait!" Emily's voice trembled with urgency as she reached his side, her hand reaching out to touch his arm. But Eric recoiled instinctively, his gaze hardening as he met her tear-filled eyes."Don't," he bit out, his voice sharp with resentment. "I don't want to hear it, Emily. I saw everything."Emily's breath caught in her throat, her eyes wide with desperation. "No, Eric, you have to listen to me," she pleaded, her voice cracking with emotion. "That man, he's just an old friend. He... he forced himself on me. I tried to push him away, I swear."But Eric's remained unyielding, his heart hardened against her pleas. "Save your excuses," he retorted bitterly, his jaw clenched with anger. "I don't believe a word coming out of your mouth."Te
Maxwell Steel was a wealthy and influential businessman, known for his charming personality and persuasive words. He had built his empire on lies and deceit, preying on the hopes and dreams of the less fortunate.His false company, named "Golden Opportunities Investments," promised incredible returns on investments, guaranteeing a full 100% profit in just two months. Elderly people, hoping to secure their financial futures, eagerly invested their life savings into Steel's scheme, believing his promises of wealth and prosperity.However, as time passed and the promised returns failed to materialize, frustration and anger began to brew among the investors. Six months had gone by, and still, they had seen no profits. They gathered outside the offices of Golden Opportunities Investments, demanding answers and the return of their money."We trusted you, Steel! Where are our returns?" one elderly woman shouted, her voice trembling with frustration."We worked hard for our money! You can't j
As Maxwell Steel's thugs closed in on Dolores, a fierceness blazed in her eyes.She stood her ground, refusing to cower in the face of danger. Maxwell loomed over her, his expression twisted with rage."You think you can disrespect me and get away with it?" Maxwell seethed, his voice dripping with malice. "You'll pay dearly for your insolence."Dolores met Maxwell's furious gaze. "I am not afraid of you," she declared, her voice ringing out defiantly amidst the chaos.The other protestors watched in astonishment as Dolores stood up to Maxwell, her bravery unwavering.It was a sight they had never witnessed before, a single woman standing fearlessly against a powerful and ruthless tyrant.Enraged by Dolores's defiance, Maxwell ordered his thugs with his hand to take action. With a cruel smirk, one of the thugs delivered a series of brutal backhanded slaps to Dolores's cheeks, each slap sending shockwaves of pain through her body. Despite this torture, Dolores refused to yield, her s