It was only four hours after the interview, and Julius had already summoned the secret service to his home office. They sat around a polished mahogany table, the tension in the room palpable as they deliberated on how to expose Mr. Thornton.“We can just do what we have always done. Master Julius can go on the news and declare Mr. Thornton has been maltreating his employees. Then we can sue him and make sure he pays all his employees the wages and incentives he owes them,” Gabriel, the love expert, suggested, his voice steady but eyes glinting with determination.Julius leaned back in his chair, fingers steepled, a contemplative look on his face. The room fell silent, awaiting his response.“I don’t think that’s the best idea,” actor Adrian interjected, his tone sharp. “What if we set him up, make him fail a test, and then blackmail him? Then he’d pay for everything he owes the employees.”Jonathan, the ex-ranger, shook his head, his expression stern. “Then what’s the difference betwe
"Ladies and gentlemen, we are not ready to begin the boarding process for flight 234 to Dubai. At this time, we would like to invite our first-class passengers to board the aircraft. If you are seated in first class, please make your way to Gate 12. We thank you for choosing to fly with us today and wish you a pleasant journey,” announced the airline gate agent.Mr. Thornton, upon hearing this, immediately rose from his seat, carried his bag, and began to walk down to Gate 12 as the announcement had instructed.In his hand were his valid passport, visa, health documentation, travel insurance, and credit card. Hence, he was wearing a long coat, well-tailored pants, and beneath the coat, a well-fitted suit.Perched on his nose were fine, transparent glasses, and atop his head was a hat, all of which signified him as a well-to-do man.Slowly, he walked and eventually climbed the stairs leading inside the plane and sat on the chair.He was very comfortable in this chair, such that it enab
After 16 hours of the journey, Mr. Thornton finally arrived in Dubai. Stepping down from the plane and heading to the terminal, Mr. Thornton entered the vehicle that had come to take him.The chauffeur was in a black suit and black hat, wearing hand gloves. His face was passive the instant Mr. Thornton entered the vehicle, and with just a word of greeting, “Mr. Thornton, welcome Dubai,” he drove off gently.***As Mr. Thornton arrived at the luxury office building in Dubai, he was immediately captivated by its awe-inspiring exterior. Towering high above the bustling city streets, the building stood as a beacon of modern elegance and sophistication.Its sleek glass facade shimmered in the radiant sunlight, casting reflections of the surrounding skyscrapers and azure sky. The architectural design boasted clean lines and contemporary flair.Stepping out of the vehicle and approaching the entrance, Mr. Thornton was struck by the grandeur of the building entrance.“Welcome Dubai, Mr. Thor
In no time, Mr. Thornton found himself in Germany. Still dressed in the same style but in different colors, he related with the Influencer in Germany, but it also proved futile.He faced similar results in France, China, and South Africa.“We apologize for the inconvenience, but we only render exclusive service to the Great Sabbath Family and do not serve any competitors,” was the feedback he heard each and every time.Similarly, Mr. Thornton sought Julius's connections in the UK, Saudi Arabia, Dubai, South Africa, and Mexico, all within the span of one week.“We are sorry for the trouble of coming down here, but we only render exclusive service to the Great Sabbath Family. We do not serve any other competitors,” they all said one after another in the UK, Saudi Arabia, Dubai, South Africa, and Mexico.“Fuck!” he cursed loudly in a bar where he had gone to cool his head. Thinking about this alone was like a heart attack to him.“You do not seem happy today, Mr. Thornton,” the bartender
“I know what you're thinking: you thought we were going to show you ads during this break, right? But instead, you were shown a video of Mr. Thornton in a bar, drunk because of his peril.”“I know you have many questions about whether what we did was legal and if we have violated Mr. Thornton's privacy. I want to use this medium to declare that when we last interviewed Mr. Thornton, he signed a document allowing us to investigate him privately. So, yes, this is lawful, and we have not violated his privacy.”***“What?” Mr. Thornton couldn’t believe his ears. He now remembered the moment he signed a document presented to him with a smile after his last CNN interview.“F**k! NO!” he screamed.“I didn't read that f**king paper! Why am I so dumb?” Mr. Thornton yelled at himself once again.In his frustration, he punched the wall fiercely and continued to scream like a frustrated, depressed man.***“Shocking, right?” reporter Jasmine continued.“As a channel that prioritizes its audience,
Just as Mr. Thornton saw this on TV, he didn't bat an eye before he quickly launched the CNN app and scrolled into the comment section. In this way, he began to read:“There are two things that affect a man’s journey. The first one is his excitement. A man is usually happy and will do anything you demand from him when he is exceedingly happy. One source of a man's happiness is his business. When a man’s business is doing great, he is sure to be a happy man. The second is his wife. If he marries a good wife who wants the best for him, then he'll surely be very happy.In contrast, there are two things that make a man sad, depressed, and frustrated, such as how Mr. Thornton was at the bar. This can happen when a man’s business goes south, and there is nothing he can do to save it. Or when he marries a bad wife who keeps making his life hard.”“I understand what you wrote, James, but here I want you to paint the picture as it is. Do not try to make Mr. Thornton the victim. He is not the v
“It pleases me to see that you are still doing great, contrary to what the TV has shown of you.” Julius's voice sounded impassive and, at the same time, mocking Mr. Thornton.Hearing this, Mr. Thornton fired back, “You bastard! After everything I did for you, this is how you repay me, huh?”“After everything you did for me?” Julius responded.“Do you remember how often you didn’t pay wages? How would you make sure to use us like slaves? Do you remember how you went on vacation with employees' incentives? And what did you do on those vacations? Sleeping with girls?”“F**k you, Julius!” Mr. Thornton retorted. “How I choose to spend my vacation is none of your business,” Mr. Thornton said once more, then continued.“So, this is who you are, huh? You bit the hand that fed you. When you had nowhere to go, who received you? Who accommodated you when no one was going to give you a job? Who gave you a job and made sure you did not go hungry?”“Hahaha!” Julius laughed as he heard these words c
Just as Mrs. Willer continued to talk on TV, Mr. Thornton began to remember all that he had done for her and wondered why she decided to testify against him.In this sense, he remembered the evening he was about to leave work and had already told his employees they could close for the day. Mrs. Willer was down the road with her heavy loads; she needed someone to help her lift a load heavier than a whole truck could carry to her apartment upstairs.When she sighted Mr. Thornton, even though he had just ordered some ladies to his office and was at the door, wanting to receive them, she called loudly, “Mr. Thornton!”Happily like a quokka, Mr. Thornton told his ladies to wait for him in the office and he walked to Mrs. Willer to help her with her loads.“Is this how you repay me, Mrs. Willer?” Mr. Thornton voiced aloud again amidst his thoughts. Hence, his thoughts continued.In this same way, he remembered the night he was leaving work early, while his employees were still at work, rend