Robert didn't sleep the whole night. His eyes were open, fixed to the ceiling and filled with tears in his grandfather's room. It felt like the night would never end, like the torture and pain he was feeling would never end as well. Raymond knocked on the door several times to find out if he was alright, but he asked him to leave every single time. Just as his eyes were beginning to flutter with drowsiness, a bright light pierced through the window. He got off the couch immediately and headed to his room. There, he had a quick change of clothes before heading down to meet Raymond, and of course, Fransisco."Good morning, sir." Raymond said as soon as he saw him walking down the stairs. There was a smile on his face. One that Robert could not fathom at first. "Are you okay?""I'm fine." He said sharply with very steady eyes. He didn't seem like someone who had sobbed all night, maybe because he was very good at hiding his feelings. "We need to go to the station now.""But you've not h
"He will be down here in a bit. We should wait in the car, so we can leave immediately he gets here." Raymond announced as he walked down the stairs. Robert immediately opened the door and walked out on hearing that. "Umm... Ryan." He called as he walked towards the car. "Some people will be here later today to do some fixing in here, let them in. They will show you their ID cards first.""Yes, sir." Ryan nodded. He left as soon as Robert waved him off."Sir..." Raymond called hesitantly. "Please, I need to speak with you.""What is this about, Raymond? You know this isn't the time for conversations that are not...""It is very important, sir.""Alright." He sighed and got in to the car. Raymond walked to the other side and got in as well. "What is it?""It's about Fransisco." He paused and swallowed hard. "I... I heard him in his room." Robert squinted with concentration. He didn't trust Fransisco one bit and with the way Raymond was speaking, he was ready to hear the worst."What
The detective squinted as he looked at his colleague. He turned back to Robert with a stern face before speaking."That is a serious accusation, sir. Are you sure about what you are saying?""Sure? Not exactly. But I really suspect that they might have had something to do with this. About Michael, I do not know how involved he might be. But Sophia? She even went to Juliet's house once to talk bad about me.""And how do you know that?""I saw her leave the house. I tried to ask her why she had come but she ignored me, and left hurriedly. Also, Juliet told me about it when I went in.""Hmm..." He sighed softly as he wrote something in his notebook. "And why would this Sophia want to talk bad about you to your girlfriend?""Sophia and I used to be married. But we got a divorce right before I met my grandfather. After that, she tried had to get back in to my life, but I refused. I think that made her very angry because she said questionable things after, things I didn't take serious.""Sh
"Now listen to me, you creep. You are just bluffing and..." The call ended before he could say anything else. He grunted in anger and walked back to where he was before. Raymond had alerted the police officers inside, and a chase had began to get Olivia. Robert walked back to them, breathing heavily."The police are after her." He tried to catch his breath."I know, sir. Let's meet with the detectives at once. I got everything she said on tape.""Yes!" Roberts eyes lit up. "Let's go, then." The two men rushed in back in to the building. Fransisco followed slowly behind them, but when he saw that they were really ahead of him, and wouldn't notice if he wasn't with them, he moved back. He looked from side to side as he rushed out of the premises. Meanwhile, many policemen ran out of the building like a colony of ants, each person dispersing themselves into different cars. Soon, the cars were out of sight. Robert walked out of the building with Raymond beside him. "It's a good thing you
Yes, talk to me, John.” Robert Williams, the exotic billionaire, worth $2 billion from his many businesses, said to his responder on the phone.“Sir, you just made $40 million from last night's deal with Mr. Patrick.” The caller said to Robert in an overly excited tone.Robert smiled, looked at the beautiful lady seated beside him as he replied to John, the caller.“What do you expect, John? Am a fucking billionaire. Now send $5 million to my beautiful wife's account immediately.”His last statement before ending the call sent the woman beside him gasping for breath. His beautiful wife, Sophia, the daughter of a multi-millionaire was lost in the thoughts of her rich husband sending her $5 million just like that.“Honey! That's too much. You just gave me $10 million two days ago.” She said to him.Robert looked her in the eye, raised her dropped jaw with his hand, and answered her,“Nothing is too much for you, baby girl.” He kissed her and she hugged him tightly, appreciating his demo
Robert was met with the most unexpected sight, more like he was seeing a ghost or something. He stayed mute for a while just to carefully assess the reality before him if he was dreaming again. He cleared his eyes over and over again, staring at the lady who remained on the bed covered to the chest by the bed cover and undisturbed about his presence like she didn't know him.He couldn't even tell when the expensive bottle dropped from his hand and made a mess all over the place. While in a state of shock, the lady decided to end his misery by speaking to him first.“What?! Did you see a ghost?!” She asked him and returned back to her phone.Robert snapped back to reality and called out her name,“Sophia!” She was his wife and they have been married for four years now. He dreams all kinds of wild dreams, but never could he dream up, day or night, the reality that was before him. His wife of four straight years cheating on him with a total stranger in the hotel where he worked. And to
Robert's night which began with a glimpse of hope as he satisfied himself with his billionaire dream had now ended with him behind bars. His boss's instructions were adhered to with utmost seriousness and urgency, landing Robert in jail for the very first time in his life.What did he do to deserve all of this? He kept wondering to himself inside the police cell. Was it a crime to love someone and get married to her? Although he had experienced a lot from the Richards, Sophia's parents, those were nothing compared to what he had just experienced with his wife.“She's my fucking wife for God's sake,” He said out, hitting his first on the beach he sat on as the thoughts came back to him, “Why would she do this to me?” He sobbed and cried. The feeling of betrayal mixed with anger made his heart even more shattered than the bottle he dropped.After several rounds of thought here and there, he got an idea to make a call. He thought to call his mother-in-law, sure she would ease up on him a
Robert took the pen, and without a second thought or proper consideration, he signed the papers in the appropriate spaces. All he wanted was to be released from the prison he was in so he could go back home and heal, by then his wife's madness must have dropped down and they had talk things out like married couples do.“Can I go now? I need to return home and rest.” He asked, looking at Michael and not even trying to fake a little appreciation for his generosity.Sophia looked at him in wonder like she couldn't understand what had gone wrong with his brain.“Did the officer hit you so hard he knocked off your brain?” She asked him.“And what do you mean by that, Sophia?” He asked her, surprised by her question. What else could she say to him, she'd already given him all classes of abuses, questioned his manliness, called him a wretched husband, hit his head with a lamb stand, called the security on him, called him a madman, and now she's calling him brainless. He couldn't help but wo