The meetings with the managers and directors took a little over an hour but it left Rhys completely exhausted, luckily he had enough knowledge and ideas to tackle some of the problems brought up to him. In the conglomerate, there is an order in rank and an hierarchy that must be followed. For common employees, it wasn’t easy to meet with the higher-ups, they could only reach out to the director of whatever department they worked in. After answering most of their questions to the point of being almost exhausted, he dismissed them all, leaving only himself and Zain in the office that he had chosen. It had a window view of the city and the view was spectacular. When he noticed that his father and grandfather hadn’t reached out to him after the commotion with Christopher, he was confused. He tried to called them but he could only get through to their assistants which meant they were on an important trip or were having an important meeting that they were too busy to receive the phone.Be
“Do us both a favor and just leave.”“There is no way I would leave, I think you must have not noticed something. I work here, so you’ll have to get used to seeing me each passing day.” She said haughtily as she rolled her eyes. Unexpectedly, Rhys burst into laughter, his stomach clenched as he laughed loudly. “What is funny?” He was beginning to piss her off and if it wasn’t because of what she wanted and how powerful he had become, she would not be seen ten feet close to him.“I didn’t know this was a circus show and you were the master,” Rhys manages to say in between laughter. “Why do you think you were able to get a job here? Do you think you are truly capable?”Her eyes widened in surprise, her mind was trying to process what he was saying. “What do you mean?”“Do you think you’ll be here without my orders?”Before she could give a response, the door of the office swung open and a man sauntered in with a huge smile on his face, he seemed like the ray of sunshine on a cloudy da
After slamming the door shut on Johnathan’s face, Rhys returned to his seat, looking like nothing had happened. He carefully took out a wipe and sanitizer from one of the drawers of his desk. He sprayed some sanitizers in his hand and then wiped it afterwards. “Who knew what diseases she is carrying on her.”Jonathan rushed over to his side with a fan boy look of admiration on his face. “Oh my goodness, Rhys you were so cool. I thought I was going to die, the moment that woman attacked me but you suddenly swooped in out of nowhere to save me. Like the ones in the fairytales, all that is left is for us to share a kiss then we live happily ever after..” The smile on Rhys face turned ugly as he heard Jonathan’s words, from what he heard, it began to form a different scenario in his mind. He shuddered at the thought of it and began to regret his actions. “Say it like that one more time and I would personally gorge out your eyes and make you eat them like grapes.”“Eww, I tried that once
It was eight in the evening, Rhys was still in the office, he had been able to convince Zain and Jonathan to leave while he worked over time. At some time in the afternoon, Rio had showed up and was asleep in the inter-dimensional space. Suddenly, he received a message, it was from someone he was least expecting. Atlas.Meet me at El Fuego Bar at nine.Rhys shrugged, and replied ok. What could possibly go wrong. He got dressed, as he was leaving, he contemplating on informing Zain about where he was going and who he was meeting but, he shrugged off the idea. He stepped out of the house and got into a car, driving to the bar which was about an hour away from the conglomerate. An hour later, Rhys was so confused when he arrived at a bar which was somewhat calm, he was a bit convinced that Atlas might be playing at something, he shrugged but he still enters the bar. He walked straight to the counter, where he saw a familiar figure. “So why did you want to see me, dearest cousin?” He i
“If anything happens to my son, I would make sure everyone involved goes down with him.” Lydia glared at her husband. She blamed herself for her son getting hurt, she blamed herself for not being careful and assigning more guards to protect him. Where were they when he was leaving the conglomerate? Why would they leave him to go all alone? “Where are the guards I assigned to him?” She demanded from her husband. “I want an explanation or they can leave their lives behind.” She was no longer nice but looked like a malevolent woman who was out for blood.Alessandro glanced at Johnathan, silently pleading for help. Johnathan gently patted his Aunt’s hands. “Auntie, I’m sure Uncle would give us an explanation soon. You don’t have to worry about it.” He tried to reassure her.Alessandro received a message, his face turned pale as he checked the content. He threw glances at his wife, wondering whether or not to inform her.His small actions didn’t go unnoticed by her. “What happened? Has th
“Anything upward of five minutes could be considered extended.”“And my son’s heart stopped for five minutes and then seconds, isn’t that what you said?” The frown on her face was becoming more scary, a murderous aura was also coming from her.“Yes, Mr Fernandez brain was deprived of blood for that period of time, his heart was not pumping blood for that period of time.” The doctor quickly noticed the change in her, he silently prayed as he chose his next words carefully “You said varying degrees of damages,” Johnathan reminded him. “Varying in what way?”“The brain will tolerate a loss of circulation for only a short period of time. As a rule, if deprivation continues for more than five minutes, damage will usually result.” The doctor’s heart thumped loudly. ‘I don’t want to be here anymore’ He cried to himself. Inside the surgical room, they had all nominated the one who would informed Lydia of the news and unfortunately, he was chosen. He began to blame his luck.Five minutes and
Alessandro, Rhys father was still in the hospital waiting room, he had managed to subdue his wife who insisted on not leaving the hospital and had fallen asleep on a chair. Rhys still hadn’t come out of the anesthesia and he was beginning to get worried because the doctor had told informed them at least two to three hours. Before she slept, Lydia had already filled him in on what the doctor had told them, about all the bleeding the bullet had caused and all the ruptured arteries. Alessandro had called a doctor who had taken part in Rhys surgery.“It was most likely the two bullets that had hit him and went through. People have the misconception that a low caliber gun might not do much damage but that isn’t true. The bullet doesn’t just go through clean, it bounces around inside the body like a rubber ball off all furniture in a house before it goes out the window. The bullet goes caroming around the body doing all kinds of damage before it exits the body.” The doctor had said over the
Dr. Melendez, the doctor who had operated on Lowry was both tired and hungry and he wanted to go home and sleep for at least twelve hours but that won’t be happening anytime soon because Alessandro and Lydia had come to see him in his office. Lydia was the most aggressive, wanting to know when Rhys would wake up and what they were doing to help him wake up. While Alessandro was firing questions at him as if he was being cross examined in a witness stand. What is the prognosis doctor? What is the significance of his reflexes? Was it a sign that his condition was improving?The worst part was the repetitive questions, it was as if the man wasn’t previously saying anything at all and was muttering incoherent words. ‘Do they want me to be God’ Dr Melendez thought, ‘They want me to say if he’ll live or die, if he’ll recover completely or of he’ll remain as he is’ He was slowly about to lose his mind from all the questions that were being thrown at him. “Can we do something to help him?”
And so she watched, helpless and frustrated, as Rhys fought with his life.Rhys was a force to be reckoned with, his fists flying as he took on Nikolai, Christopher, and Atlas. The three men were no match for his skill and determination, and soon they were all on the ground, defeated. Rhys didn’t even notice Elena, who was tied up and helpless, tears streaming down her face. She couldn’t believe her ears as she heard Rhys’ voice, strong and confident, as he fought for his life.“Rhys?” she whispered, her voice barely audible.But Rhys didn’t hear her. He was too busy taking down his enemies, his focus solely on the task at hand.Elena’s heart ached as she watched Rhys, her love for him overflowing. She had thought she would never see him again, and yet here he was. She struggled against her bonds, trying to break free, but they were too tight. She was trapped, unable to move or escape.And so she watched, helpless and frustrated, as Rhys fought for his life. She knew that he was stron
The helplessness was suffocating, crushing her beneath its weight. Nikolai gloated, his eyes gleaming with triumph. “You see, I’ve always wanted to gain control of the Fernandez family. And now, with you in my grasp, I can finally do it.”Christopher stepped forward, his eyes cold and calculating. “Yes, Lydia, you’re a valuable pawn in our game. And soon, you’ll be nothing more than a memory.”Lydia’s eyes widened in shock as she realized that Christopher was a traitor, a betrayer of the worst kind. The revelation was like a punch to the gut, leaving her breathless and reeling. “You’re a monster,” she spat, her voice muffled by the gag.Christopher just laughed, his eyes glinting with amusement. “Oh, Lydia, you have no idea what I’m capable of. I’ve been playing a long game, and you’re just a small part of it.”Nikolai chuckled, his eyes gleaming with approval. “Yes, Christopher has been very helpful in our plans. He’s been instrumental in capturing Rhys as a child, and also in poison
The room seemed to darken, as if the shadows themselves were closing in around them, suffocating them with an unseen force. The air was thick with anticipation, heavy with the weight of unspoken words. “When did this happen?” Jonathan asked, his voice firm, but laced with a hint of desperation.Rhys’ eyes narrowed, his mind racing with possibilities. He could feel the tension building, like a storm about to break. “What’s going on?” Rhys mouthed to Jonathan, his voice barely audible over the pounding of his own heart.Jonathan held up a hand, signaling Rhys to wait, his eyes fixed on some unseen point, as if trying to will the answer into existence. The silence was oppressive, a physical force that pressed down upon them, making it hard to breathe. Rhys felt like he was drowning in a sea of uncertainty.“I’ll mobilize my men, Uncle. We’ll find them,” Jonathan said, his voice reassuring, but laced with a hint of doubt.Rhys’ eyes widened, his heart racing with fear. He knew that someth
Rhys’ eyes widened in surprise, and he leaned forward, eager to hear more. “What? That’s not possible. I’m the rightful heir.”“I know,” Jonathan said, nodding. “But Harrison seemed convinced that Atlas was the better choice. And Christopher, your uncle, has been backing him up.”Rhys’ face darkened with anger, and he clenched his fists. “I’ll deal with them,” he growled.Jonathan placed a hand on Rhys’ shoulder. “I know you will, Rhys. But you need to be careful. They’re not going to give up easily.”Rhys nodded, his expression serious. “I know. But I’m not going to let them get away with this. I’m going to fight for what’s rightfully mine.”Jonathan smiled, feeling a sense of pride and admiration for his friend. “I know you will, Rhys. And I’ll be right there beside you.”As they sat there, Jonathan couldn’t help but think about how much Rhys had been through. He had lost his family, his home, and his identity. But he was still standing, still fighting. “Rhys, I’m sorry,” Jonathan s
Rhys chuckled and shook his head. “I’m not a ghost, Jonathan. I’m alive.”But Jonathan refused to believe it. He took a step back, his eyes fixed on Rhys as if he was seeing a specter. “No, no, no,” Jonathan muttered to himself. “This can’t be real. You’re dead. I saw your dead body. Who the hell is trying to mess with me.” Jonathan hurriedly took out a gun from his jacket and pointed it at Rhys. “Who the fuck are you and why do you look like him?” His voice was cold and unfeeling Rhys stood up and took a step forward, his hands outstretched. “Jonathan, listen to me. I’m alive. I know it’s hard to believe, but I’m here. I’m flesh and blood.”Jonathan’s eyes welled up with tears as he looked at Rhys. He wanted to believe him, but his mind was struggling to accept the truth.Rhys took another step forward, his voice gentle and reassuring. “Jonathan, I know this is a lot to take in. But I’m here. I’m alive. And I’m not going anywhere.”A vast array of emotions swirled within Jonathan a
Rhys and Zephyr drifted off to sleep on the boat, the gentle rocking motion and the sound of the waves lulling them into a deep slumber. But as they slept, a warm light enveloped them, and they vanished from the ship. Rhys opened his eyes to find himself in a strange room. He was lying on a comfortable couch, and Zephyr was still asleep beside him. But as he looked around, he realized that they were no longer on the boat. They were in a study room, filled with books and strange artifacts.Rhys sat up, his mind racing with confusion. Where were they? How did they get there? He looked around the room, trying to find some answers. But there was no one there apart from him and Zephyr.“Rio, what’s going on?” Rhys asked, his voice shaking slightly.“I’m the one who teleported you here,” Rio replied, his voice calm and reassuring. “You’re safe, Rhys. You’re in a safe place.”Rhys’ eyes widened in shock. “But how did we get here? And where is here?”“You needed to get back to your family,” R
Zephyr’s face lit up with joy, her eyes shining like stars. “Thank you, Rhys! I won’t let you down, I promise!”Rhys smiled, feeling a sense of trepidation mixed with excitement. What had he just gotten himself into? Only time would tell. As they prepared to leave the island, Rhys couldn’t help but wonder what lay ahead. He pushed the thoughts aside, focusing on the task at hand.Rhys asked Rio, his mind still connected to his friend’s. “How are we going to leave the island?” he asked, his thoughts transmitted directly to Rio.“Break the barrier,” Rio replied, his voice clear and confident in Rhys’ mind. “It’s the only way off the island.”Rhys looked around, trying to locate the barrier. He saw a shimmering wall of light a few meters away, pulsing with a gentle blue energy. The barrier seemed to hum with power, its surface rippling like water.“That’s it?” Rhys asked, his doubts creeping in. “It looks so fragile.”“It’s not as easy as it looks,” Rio warned. “The barrier is powerful,
As they meditated, Zephyr could feel her connection to the island beginning to weaken since the disappearance of the Starheart. She knew that she would have to find a way leave soon, to return to the human world and create an identity for herself. But for now, she was content to sit beside Rhys, to focus on her own energy, and to help him heal. Zephyr’s thoughts turned to her own journey, to the island that she had been on for as long as she could remember. She really could not fault her parents for abandoning her but she really wished that they had found a better place for her. As she meditated, Zephyr could feel her energy growing stronger, more vibrant. She knew that she would be able to leave the island soon, to return to a new world. Zephyr’s eyes opened, and she looked at Rhys. He was still meditating, his eyes closed, his face peaceful. She smiled, feeling a sense of connection to him, of friendship even though throughout the time that they spent together, he was unconscious.
Rhys had his mind set on breaking the barrier and leaving the island behind. He thought of his family , how worried they were after the had found out about his disappearance. He lets out a huge sigh and rubbed his forehead. “How long was I unconscious?” He inquired from Zephyr “A year and two days.” Zephyr sat down next to him as she responded.What? The response came as a shock to him, he found it hard to believe that he had been unconscious and away from his family for more than a year. This fueled his resolve to break the barrier and return home. Zephyr’s voice broke the silence, her words soft and gentle. “Don’t worry, human. I’ll help you. We’ll figure out a way to break the barrier together.”Rhys’ gaze snapped back to Zephyr, his eyes searching hers. He saw a determination there, a sense of purpose that mirrored his own. “Thank you,” Rhys said softly, his voice barely above a whisper.Zephyr smiled, her eyes crinkling at the corners. “We’ll do it, Rhys. I promise.”“Rhys.”“Wh