Maxwell was sitting with Mirabella at home after the close of work. Grandpa had just left them to have some rest upstairs, as usual. The duo were busy on the field with their little cousin picking on the mat when Maxwell's phone began to buzz. “I will beat you off this chess game, Mirabella gave Maxwell a promise.You can't. I am good when it comes to chess, and I plan on going to international competitions with it. My phone…” Maxwell replied, searching for his phone, where he threw it. He was so busy that he didn't notice the phone had fallen off the mat and was now resting on the grass underneath the mat. He pulled it out and checked on the caller. “Why is Vickie calling me again? I thought I made it clear the last time,” he murmured. Mirabella winked at him, and he began to blush.“Please hold on." He said it with a finger pointed out. He swiped the phone and placed it on his ear.“Yes, what do you want?”.“I'm dying, Maxwell. Please come to Huggies Cafe; I don't know what I ate.
Maxwell and Mirabella had just gotten home. They had planned to sort things out by themselves with the police so it wouldn't escalate to the public, but just when they got into the house, Grandpa cautioned them, holding his phone in his hand.“What in the heavens name is happening, Maxwell? What is this rubbish I see online?” Grandpa asked casually. “I can explain." Maxwell said, but as he wanted to speak, Mirabella jumped in and blamed the whole incident on herself. “I caused it, grandpa. He didn't want to go there, but the lady told me that she was dying, so I asked him to go. See, we have our evidence against them.”. Maxwell turned to face her in shock."Yes, I have my evidence. There's a small chip on your wristwatch. I know you didn't notice it. I kept it there for a reason. I smelled something was wrong, and when you told me Vickie was not a clean person, I decided to add that chip to record everything, and I am glad I did. She pulled the chip from his wristwatch and played i
Because of Mrs.Veronica's words, Maxwell turned and left. Athena watched him leave. Her eyes are teary and cold. She knew their relationship had been successfully torn apart. Her mom had never liked Maxwell from the beginning, but for her to go to the extreme of chasing him out of the house is something Athena cannot believe. She wiped her eyes and got back inside while still feeling the humiliation from work earlier in the day. She feels really bad for hitting Maxwell without first finding out what really happened, but it was already too late to regret it, though the guilt was going to linger for a while. When she could no longer make out his image, she walked into the house.Maxwell walked a long distance, angry and fuming, until it was dark enough for him to trace John to his little guest house. For weeks, Maxwell traced him when they had the issue at school, but he decided to refrain from his plan when he met his grandfather. He flagged down a taxi and went straight for the Blue
Vickie couldn't stand the message Maxwell had just given her. After he left, she hurriedly got a change of clothes and headed to John's guest house. When she got outside her apartment, she flagged a taxi and hopped in. Her entire body shook vehemently as she approached the venue. She hoped it was just some sort of Photoshop, but if it was real, then she was in really big trouble. John's father is the governor, and he would fish her out as one of the culprits for his son's misfortune. She panicked and bit her lower lip in regret. But it's too late for all that show of remorse. For the years she spent with Maxwell, she knows he doesn't go back on his words. And if he had shown her what he had done, then that was it. The moment the taxi got into a traffic jam a few blocks from the Blue Club, she tapped the driver from behind. The man stopped abruptly. She threw the cash at him, ran out, and jogged off the remaining distance. It was 8pm, as she checked her wrist watch. It was a bit la
She managed to put the call through and leave it. “His father is the governor of the state, and he will be here soon,” she told the doctor with pride. The doctor didn't say much to her. He went his way and asked the nurses to get things prepared for the surgery. Vickie sat in the reception for a while and then decided to stretch her legs a bit. A tight cramp in her legs, she sighed slowly relieving the hurt as she could barely feel her feet on the ground. She got out of the entrance, and then, just as she was about to take a left turn towards the back yard, she heard the blaring sirens coming from the approaching vehicles. Her heart pumped loudly into her eyes. She paused and turned, her eyes widening. She saw the patrol coming in from the front gate. She ran back inside as fast as possible, smiled at the nurse at the front station, and comported herself. His excellency is here," she informed the nurse with a fake smile on her face. Through her eyes, the nurse could see the fear
Maxwell hugged his grandparents, gave them more money, and told them to keep his identity a secret since he was still not safe to announce himself. Grandma testified that Mason had not disturbed them since the last day he brought trouble to the house.Maxwell smiled and hugged them again before going back to Grandpa Richard's place.Vicki ran out, cursing and leaping. She went to the apartment to rest for the night.The surgery was done successfully the previous day. Vicki woke up with an ache all over her body. She stretched her broken leg and still felt the pain, although not as much as the previous day. She sat and took a deep breath while reminiscing on all that had happened in the past few days. It seemed like she had been in this situation for a hundred years of her life. She yawned and got up to give herself a quick look in the mirror. Her face was pale, with two pink lines cut across her left cheek. She touched it with a free hand and cursed.“I cursed the day I met you, Ma
Vickie ran off to her apartment. She had made her plans to expose Maxwell, whether by hook or by crook, and whatever it would cost her. The money mentioned for whoever has information about John's case is too huge for her to leave behind. If she has to ever lose something, then it should be Maxwell and not the money involved. She knows the governor doesn't go back on his word. She woke up early in the morning and dressed herself in her black hoodie and sport shoes. She pulled her hair down a bit to cover the scars on her face. A whopping $500,000 would change her life for the better. She picked up her bag and strapped it over her shoulders. With a little ache on her arm, she held the arm, applying a little pressure to it. “Damn!” She screamed and recalled that she still had a good number of medications to take to alleviate the pain. The moment she got out, she boarded a taxi straight to the governor's office. A lady welcomed her at the reception with a smile.Vickie surveyed the sp
She stopped just in front of the city bank, where she had planned to cash the check quickly, before running off. She tapped the driver, passing the cash to him. She smacked her lips together, bubbling her gum loudly to his hearing.“Here’s your cash." She said it rudely to him and hopped out.The taxi driver looked at her and frowned slowly without saying a word to her. Vickie scanned the environment to see if anyone was following or tracking her. She rolled her sleeves when she was sure no one was following her. She got through the gate into the bank premises.Inside the banking hall, she did a little survey with her eyes for the perfect counter-teller officer she wanted to attend to her. Her eyes met directly with a beautiful lady with a slender feature. She smiled and stayed in the queue. The person before her finished with his transaction and left, leaving her standing face-to-face with the slender attendant.“Welcome to City Bank, ma’am. How may I assist you today?” The lady spok