Julius said nothing, and Mr. Turner said nothing; the only thing that prolonged the silence between them as Mr. Reynold and his girls made their exit was the prolonged silence. Hence, suddenly, Mr. Turner, having been swung into surprise by the way Mr. Reynold delivered his job, fluttered his eyes and said, “I will be right outside, sir.” He cleared his throat and thus left Julius alone in the room, where he still wore his surprise like a garment. Finally ready, Julius stepped out of his private, luxurious room in a perfectly fine, body-fitting black suit and dark shades that looked so cute on him. For the first time in a long time, his hair was perfectly styled to the back, and he looked so handsome, like a model ready to be photographed, with his pictures sent to various magazines. His shoes were polished to a dark shine, just like a black diamond, shining with elegance and worth. On his wrist was an iced stone wristwatch, and by merely looking at it from a distance, even the blin
Inside the lecture theater, the lecturer was standing a few inches away from his projector, and he was also pointing at his projection to guide his explanation of the particular topic he was lecturing about.It was at this moment that Julius opened the door suddenly, and everyone in the lecture theater turned to look at him, including Olivia and Alexander, who were obviously sitting together.In this instance, each student, including the lecturer, was shocked to see how Julius looked anew and different. With each stare at him, Julius could see that their eyes told a new story about him.Silence prevailed at this moment; the only thing that made a sound was Olivia’s heart, beating faster as if in trepidation. Once Julius peered at her, he could see regret dancing in her eyes, as even Alexander was not as cute as Julius in this different form. None of the students in the class matched his handsomeness, and no guy in the school could stand his cuteness."Ju ... Julius,” her shivered voic
His feeble punches could only hit thin air and nothing more because, like a graceful dancer, Mr. Turner easily dodged his punch and kicked him toward the theater door very easily. However, it did not mean that was all Alexander did."Ahhhhhhh!" He screamed again like a child, clenched his fist, turned, and ran toward Mr. Turner. “I will f**king kill you,” he shouted amidst his screams. Yet, if Mr. Turner blinked, fear was a blatant lie.He did not quiver, nor did he fidget like dry leaves; he only waited for the punch to come at him in that fast motion. Thus, suddenly, he stopped it, like James Bond stopping a punch at him. Continuously, Mr. Turner held his punch from hitting his face with his palm, and before a blink of an eye was complete, he twisted Alexander’s wrist and pushed him toward the wall."Ahhhh!" Alexander screamed for the third time, like a frightened child staring at a monster in the face.Mr. Turner made no sound. His movements were like water. Such stillness, such si
“I apologize for this, Alexander. I want to assure you that this will not happen again,” the Vice Chancellor said immediately. Consequently, Julius saw both of them exchange handshakes as they both stood up.“Oh! I forgot, sir, Olivia is not with these two,” Alexander quickly added.“I can see that, Alexander. Don’t worry, you may leave while I deal with these two brats,” the Vice Chancellor said immediately.“What?” Julius exclaimed again. He could not believe what he just heard the vice chancellor of the university call them. Nevertheless, the way he exclaimed his shock didn't mean that Alexander did not leave the office with Olivia.As they were leaving, Alexander looked Julius in the eyes and smirked at him like a cunning fox. "Olivia, come." He called; thus, Olivia walked right to him, and he smirked once again, looking right at Julius."Are you jealous?" He mocked. He then purposely held Olivia’s hand as they were walking to the office exit door. Suddenly, they stopped once they
Walking out of the gate of the entire school premises and heading straight to where the car was parked, Mr. Turner opened the door for Julius, who then got into the car.Mr. Turner and Julius said nothing to each other all the way from the Vice Chancellor’s office. The only things communicating were the sounds of their footsteps, resembling a conversation in Morse code.Suddenly, just as people had looked at him when he entered the school building and as they did when he left, Julius took out his phone and turned on his internet connection, then he walked his eyes upon the streets of Twitter.Observing his phone, Mr. Turner realized its screen resembled a spider's web with fragile lines crisscrossing in a chaotic pattern, and its body looked as beaten as crumpled paper, bearing the marks of rough handling.“I apologize for my negligence, sir,” Mr. Turner immediately voiced from the driver’s seat, bowing like a humble servant.“But I do not understand. What are you apologizing for? You
As they arrived at the hotel, Mr. Turner parked in front of it like a vigilant guardian. Right at this moment, Julius saw the valet already standing in position to get into the car just after he would get out of it.Stepping out of the car, as Mr. Turner had already opened the door for him, Julius saw the valet bow at him. “Welcome, sir,” he heard the valet greet before the valet got into the car and drove it from the front of the hotel to park it at the appropriate place.“Welcome, Master Julius,” greeted Secretary Julia, who was also waiting at the front of the hotel as if she knew already that her boss would arrive at this instance.“Hello, Secretary Julia. How was your night?” Julius greeted her back with a bold smile on his face.“Fine, thank you, sir,” answered Secretary Julia as they both made their way into the hotel.As Julius entered the hotel, with each security guard he passed, he saw them greet him by bowing their heads like reverent sentinels, paying homage to their lead
“But buying a university might not be as easy as it sounds, sir. We have to go through rigorous steps before we can acquire the university,” Mr. Turner said, bowing to Julius like a respectful servant and acknowledging his master's wisdom."Do you think I don’t know that, Mr. Turner?” Julius rose to his feet and began to saunter up and down slowly, his hand to his jaws, as if pondering the intricate moves of a chess grandmaster.“I am no fool, Mr. Turner. Remember how smart I was as a kid before my father sent me on this poverty training? The poverty training was just to make me develop a tough skin for the dirt the world throws at me. And now that I have tough skin, it is time to use my brain with it.”"What do you have in mind, sir?" Mr. Turner asked again, like a curious friend eager to uncover the next exciting plot twist in a captivating conversation.“I need a secret service,” Julius declared.“But, sir, the secret service is only used by the President of the United States of Am
Having reached downstairs, Mr. Turner, obeying the instruction of his master, ushered the reservation clerks to the entertainment lodge from the front desk and had them entertained with everything they wanted. In the same manner, Secretary Julia was led to the presidential entertainment lodge, and all guests were ushered to the hotel club and bars, offering them free drinks and free upscale socializing and entertainment, like hosts orchestrating a grand soirée to ensure their guests experienced the epitome of hospitality. “Has everything been set?” Mr. Turner confirmed with the head of security immediately. “Yes, sir. We have moved each employee and each guest to appropriate places, and no one can see the master's men coming in now.” The head of security bowed to Mr. Turner as he spoke at this moment. “What about the CCTV cameras?” Mr. Turner inquired again. “The CCTV cameras are off, sir. We are all good.” The head of security answered once more. And with this, Mr. Turner took a