“Well, I will not say directly if she is dubious or not, but what do you call a person who lied that I initiated the settlement. She came here unannounced, made a scene at the gate before she was allowed in, and she said "I initiated that settlement, haha.” Julius laughed once again. “Master Julius Sabbath, we want you to be very direct so that our audience close and beyond could understand what you are saying really. What do you mean by she created a scene at the gate? Sir?” “Okay reporter Jasmine, I will be very direct now. I did not initiate the settlement. Whether we settle or not does not matter to me. I mean look at me, do I look like it is going to have an effect on me if I don’t settle any differences with Olivia? Of course not. She knows this and she tried to settle our differences. She she here on announced and when my security at the gate won’t let her in, she made a fuss out of it.” “Okay, Master Julius Sabbath, you mean she started trouble at your gate so that she could
“Of course, Master Julius Sabbath, you turn out good. I can see that and I know everyone can see that as well. But we have more questions about the announcement of the heir.” “Okay go ahead,” Julius sounded. “From what we saw from the rumor which flew around, and of course from what we researched. If you record right, you will see that after you became a heir, no one knew, or better to say, most people if not all got to know that you are in fact a heir to the great Sabbath Family. They only got to know after you were announced on their official i*******m handle. What do you have to say about this sir?” “It is quite simple, reporter Jasmine. When I became the heir to my family wealth and all, Yes, the announcement took a while but this is solely because of my decision. You see, by nature, I am not a loud person. I mean, I don’t like showing off. I just do my things because I want to do them. And I know making my family announce me immediately will deprive me of my privacy, I just hav
The words Juliius said during the interview session and most especially that Julius called Oliva selfish hit her heart as if an arrow had been shot to pierce her heart and immediately she felt more heart broken than a broken jar on the ground.“How can Julius said this of me on the news?” she muttered to herself as she kept staring at her phone screen and saw how reporter Jasmine rose up from the comfortable leather chair she was sitting and Julius rose up with her and as they offered their hands into a shake. “I pleaded with you, I was sincere with you Julius and you still did me dirty like this on national TV?”Oliva could not be more sadder than she was right now and even at the time the waiter walked back to her table and placed the coffee on the table, she only rose up and left a dollar note and a few cents on the table. She said nothing, not even having a sip of the coffee but only walked away from the table and further away from the coffee shop. This time, it was the evenin
“So, tell me about you.” Gabriel asked immediately, rising from his height stool and pulling it closer to Olivia. With his body almost touching that of her body, Olivia felt his luxurious aromas washed over her and she loved what she perceived. Hence, right at this instance, she smiled, then she finally took a shot of her drink. “Perhaps we share these five and I will pay for everything. What do you say?” Gabriel said with a smile and with this, he saw how Olivia nodded like a gentle bird enticed by his presence. “So, you asked about me right?” Olivia sounded suddenly and gently as her smile continued. “You want to tell me you did not see the news a couple of moments ago?” she said further. Taking a look on her face again, he suddenly exclaimed, “Oh! Olivia Stone? Julius' ex-girlfriend?” “How could I not see that?” he said but hence continued. “Julius did you dirty on that interview, man. But look, I don’t care whatever he says about you. I hate Julius. And the enemy of m
When she placed her head on Gabriel’s shoulder like a romantic movie star who had been given the role of acting as a lover to Olivia, he gently placed his palm on her forehead and smirked right behind her.When she was not looking, and verily he saw that she closed her eyes for about a few seconds, Gabriel brought out his phone and, with just one hand, he texted, “Mission begins,” and he tucked his phone back into his pocket as he let out a smirk.Letting out a smirk did not end every one of his reactions; right then, he picked another shot of drink from the bar-height table and gulped it down.Hearing the sound of how he gulped, Olivia opened her eyes to see another empty shot on the table; thus, she saw again that there was only one shot of the drink left.“Are you sure that you love me, Gabriel? I don’t like it when my heart is played with,” she said immediately.“Will I buy a lady who does not like a G-Wagon? That costs so much to gift to someone I am not attracted to. But to give
After driving for a few minutes in the city, Olivia realized that Gabriel had directed her to the same five-star hotel Alexander had taken her to the night Julius had come to deliver a set of condoms to them. However, she chose not to mention it and instead asked, “Do you come here often?” In response, Gabriel smiled like a Cheshire cat. “No,” he answered gently before continuing, “Would you believe me if I told you it’s my first time in this hotel?” Staring sexily at Olivia, Gabriel awaited her response. “Oh! Really?” Olivia replied. “Yes, really,” Gabriel affirmed. “What about you? Have you been here before?” Gabriel inquired. “No,” Olivia lied. “It’s my first time here as well, but I heard this is a kind of expensive hotel, though not as luxurious as the Sabbath Luxuria,” Olivia said. “Did you know that the Sabbath Luxuria is owned by Julius Sabbath?” Gabriel said it suddenly, sending a shock down Olivia’s spine. “What?” she exclaimed in shock. “Yes, the Sabbath Luxuria i
As soon as Gabriel said that to Olivia, he saw how she let out a deep breath and smirked to herself like a cat with a very clear intention. In response, he said nothing but turned slightly aside, letting out a smirk as well."So, when are you calling the press?” Olivia asked again, suddenly. Just as she asked this, Gabriel rose from the bed. Without saying anything further, he walked to the floor, removed his trousers, picked them up, and then reached into his pocket.As he picked up his phone from his pocket, he turned to look at Olivia in bed, smiling at her. Then, he turned back to his phone and launched the text message app, which he unlocked with his fingerprint. He typed, "Mission is going as planned. Slept with the target. We are contacting CNN right away to announce us,” and sent it to an unsaved number.After sending the message, he immediately deleted it, then turned back to Olivia in bed, his smile conveying unspoken words yet perfectly understood.Seeing the sexy smile on
“Oh! I see.” Reporter Jasmine replied immediately to Gabriel's correction. As her crew set up the camera and lighting, Olivia and Gabriel glanced at their attire.Reporter Jasmine wore a grey suit with a skirt that fell just below her knees, and on her wrist was an analogue wristwatch with a black leather strap. Her crew consisted of four guys: one with a bald head, another with a full blond beard, and the remaining two with short hair and no beards at all. They all wore black hoodies with the CNN logo and black jeans.“Master Gabriel,” reporter Jasmine called, noting the correction from earlier. “We are ready and set. Please take your seat with Miss Olivia Stone, and we can go live on TV.”Upon hearing Reporter Jasmine's words, Gabriel tossed his cigar to the floor and stepped on it with his shoe. Then he walked over to Olivia on the bed and sat beside her. They held each other's hands like a couple intoxicated with love.“Hello, our esteemed audience. We are live again on the CNN ne
“Thank you, Ms. Benedicta, for the opportunity to speak in this interview session about the recent happenings in our society. And yes, a prenup is a short prenuptial agreement. This is a legal contract entered into by a couple before they get married. It outlines the division of assets and financial responsibilities in the event of divorce or separation. This is the case with Rebecca, according to her agreement in the prenup; she won’t get anything from the assets after divorce.“Now, regarding whether she is right to be happy as her husband has been sentenced to life imprisonment, I want us to understand that, first of all, it is a person’s right to be happy. A person who is not happy deserves to be happy. However, the cause of being happy can vary. To some, money makes them happy; to others, their husbands or wives make them happy; and to other people, the aroma of food and the sound of sexual talks make them happy.In the case of Rebecca, I can relate to her when she says she was ha
Answering that question, the screen boldly showed reporter Alfred, who then said, “Our dear viewers, you have heard from Rebecca herself. She has filed for divorce with Mr. Thornton, and she is the happiest that justice has been served. Right now, we will be transitioning to the studio, where Ms. Benedicta will take over this discussion. But before that, don’t go anywhere.”As reporter Alfred said this on TV and smiled, the screen transitioned into a commercial break. A renowned soccer player was seen on TV kicking his ball and finally kicking it hard into the sky. Suddenly, the ball speedily changed into the Pepsi logo, and then a bottle of Pepsi was shown on the screen.After the commercial, the TV transitioned back into the studio, where a woman was shown wearing a short-length suit. Her hair was somewhat red and very short. She held a pen and a notepad and smiled boldly into the camera.Beside her were five men in different colored suits. One wore blue, another black, another grey
The news of this soon spread across every blog, every news station, and on social media, with the caption, “Mr. Richard Thornton, the same man who set out to compete with Master Julius Sabbath's luxurious hotel, has been sentenced to a lengthy prison term.” As for this, the news broadcasters have it on their TV screens, like:“Hello, dear viewers, We are back again to give you the latest news in real-time. As always, you are our priority, and we make sure to keep you updated.Just a few minutes ago, Mr. Thornton, who wanted to compete with Master Julius Sabbath of the great Sabbath family, was sentenced to a lengthy prison term. We heard this from the judge himself when he pronounced the sentence in court.Among the testifiers in court who shared their experiences with Mr. Thornton were his neighbor, Master Julius Sabbath himself, his two daughters, his wife, his ex-wife, and three of his employees.While they shared their experiences with the court, each of their testimonies aligned
The courtroom was tense with anticipation as Master Julius Sabbath stepped down from the stand. The judge, his face a mask of solemn contemplation, turned to address the room. The weight of the testimonies and evidence presented against Mr. Thornton hung heavy in the air."Mr. Thornton, please rise," the judge commanded. Thornton stood, his face pale, his eyes darting around the room as if seeking an escape from the walls closing in around him.The judge began, "After hearing the testimonies of multiple witnesses and reviewing the substantial evidence presented, this court must now deliberate on the charges brought against you. The accusations are grave and numerous, encompassing wage theft, domestic violence, sexual harassment, and corruption."He turned to the jury, ensuring their attention. "First, let us address the charge of wage theft. We have heard from multiple witnesses, including former employees, who testified to your consistent failure to pay wages on time. These delays an
As Michael Harrison left the stand, the judge turned to the bailiff. "Please call Master Julius Sabbath to the stand."Julius walked to the stand, was sworn in, and took a seat, facing the courtroom with a calm yet determined expression."Please introduce yourself to the court," the judge prompted."My name is Master Julius Sabbath," he began. "I am the heir of the great Sabbath Family who was once in poverty training when I met Mr. Thornton."The judge nodded. "Master Sabbath, can you tell us about your experiences with Mr. Thornton?"Julius took a deep breath and began. "When I first met Mr. Thornton, I was still struggling to make a name for myself and was undergoing training to improve my skills. Mr. Thornton hired me despite my circumstances, which I appreciated at the time."He paused, his expression growing more serious. "However, it soon became clear that Mr. Thornton had a very abrasive personality. He was always verbally abusive to his employees, especially the male ones who
A young girl, slightly nervous but determined, approached the witness stand. She was sworn in, and after taking a deep breath, she began her testimony."Please introduce yourself to the court," the judge prompted gently."My name is Emily Thornton," she said, her voice soft but clear. "I'm 12 years old, and I'm Rebecca's first daughter."The judge nodded. "Emily, can you tell us about your experiences with Mr. Thornton?"Emily took another deep breath, gathering her thoughts. "Mr. Thornton is my dad. At first, he seemed nice, but it didn't take long before he started changing. He would get really angry at my mom for little things. He would yell at her a lot, calling her names and saying really mean things."Her voice wavered slightly, but she pressed on. "One time, I heard them fighting, and I went to see what was happening. I saw him push my mom against the wall and hit her. She was crying and begging him to stop, but he wouldn't. I was really scared, and I didn't know what to do."E
As the court resumed after the recess, the judge called for order. The courtroom immediately quieted, and the judge addressed the court.“Thank you for your patience,” the judge said. “We will now call Mrs. Laura Thornton to the stand.”Laura Thornton, a composed woman in her late forties, walked to the witness stand. She was sworn in and took her seat, glancing briefly at her ex-husband before looking resolutely ahead.“Please introduce yourself to the court,” the judge prompted.“My name is Laura Thornton,” she began, her voice steady. “I was married to Mr. Thornton for three years. We have no children together.”The judge nodded. “Mrs. Thornton, please tell the court why you divorced Mr. Thornton.”Laura took a deep breath, her gaze unwavering. “I divorced Mr. Thornton because of domestic violence. For years, I endured physical and emotional abuse. Contrary to what Mr. Thornton has told everyone, that I extorted him and sex-starved him, the reality is that I lived in constant fear
---Emily, at this instance, took a deep breath, her eyes hardening as she looked at Mr. Thornton, and continued talking. “I worked for Mr. Thornton for two years. Like many others, I was drawn in by the promise of fair wages. But those wages were never paid on time. Sometimes they weren't paid at all. When we confronted him, he would dismiss our concerns, make excuses, and even threaten us with termination if we kept asking.”Her voice grew more intense. “But it wasn’t just the financial exploitation. Mr. Thornton created a hostile work environment through his constant verbal abuse. He would belittle us, call us names, and make us feel worthless. He thrived on our fear and desperation.”She paused, her expression growing darker. “And there was something even more sinister. Mr. Thornton sexually harassed me and other female employees. One day, while I was working late, he came up behind me and tried to touch my breast. I pushed him away and told him to stop, but he just laughed it off
In the early hours of the morning, this was the day every citizen had waited for, both young and old, men and women. The courtroom was filled with an air of anticipation and a sense of justice long overdue. The seats were packed with spectators, some standing in the aisles, craning their necks to catch a glimpse of the proceedings.In the same manner, reporters jostled for space, their cameras clicking and flashes popping, eager to capture every moment of this high-profile trial.Reporters were both inside and outside the court. On this day, “Today is the day we have all waited for, the day Mr. Thornton stands trial for his fate, whether he will be sentenced to prison or become a free man. Do not forget that Mr. Thornton has been charged with wage theft and domestic violence against his wife, Rebecca. Will he be able to secure his freedom? We can only wait and see,” reporter Jasmine said on TV while she smiled, and the TV screen transitioned to the court proceedings.As the TV screen