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
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
“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
In the late hours of the day when the sky was clothed with dark clouds. It was about to rain heavily like a sudden downpour catching everyone off guard. Even at a time like this, Julius did not mind stepping out of the lecture theater. His life was like a storm brewing on the horizon as he took a deep sigh and stared at the road ahead of him. Every day, he had to resume work after lectures as he could not afford to miss his hourly pay, coupled with the fact that he had a strict boss who did not condone lateness. Checking his broken watch like a groom who could not afford to be late for his own wedding, Julius hurried to his bicycle and jumped on it like a racer ready to take the first position. Hence, he began to aggressively pressure the pedal for the bicycle to go faster. As the bicycle was going very fast and he could feel the air singing melodies into his ear like he was listening to a church choir singing in harmony, Julius widened his cheeks like a happy kid who was holding h
Julius could not believe his eyes, and it was as if he were having some kind of nightmare. However, as much as he wanted to wake up, he did not. “Is this a dream? Is this real?" he said suddenly, even more confusingly. “Of course not; this is not a dream, you moron." said Olivia as she crafted her face into an irritating stare because the presence of Julius in the hotel room already disgusted her. Immediately, his heart jumped out of his body as it began to pound heavily like African drums in the jungle. At this moment, his composure was all messed up, like a device infested with a virus. He opened his mouth for words, but nothing came out other than his jaws dropping in more shock. Again, he looked at Alexander standing before him. Seeing his naked chest again and his obvious six-packs spoke volumes, like he had been working out for this day to come, and he was ready to f**k Olivia aggressively like they were in some kind of sex competition. In the same way Julius looked at Alex
Shamelessly, Julius placed the pack of condoms on the floor as they wanted and closed the door behind him as he left the room. There was nothing he could do. He was the guy with the cute face but no strong arm like Alexander Reed. Moreover, everybody knew Alexander Reed to be the spoiled brat on campus. He easily got any lady he wanted because of his riches and also because of his broad chest and muscled arm. Even if Julius had not thought about how influential Alexander’s family was and had not blindly raised his arm into a punch on his face, he knew it was certain for him to be beaten into a pulp by Alexander while Olivia would mock him even further. “Olivia, why?” Julius unconsciously said her name again, letting out a heavy sigh as he continued to walk through the hotel grand corridor. After that, he began to reflect on how Olivia had treated him like trash. Thus, he muttered, “How can she do this to me?” Being broken like a jar that fell from a skyscraper was an understatement
The next morning, the city felt like a breath of fresh air. Puddles reflected the city lights, and the air was cool and crisp. It was indeed a welcome relief from the previous night’s heavy downpour. Hence, the streets, now washed clean, shimmered under the morning sun, creating a familiar yet rejuvenated cityscape.Julius rose from his poor mattress and got ready to visit the rightful place his father had told him to go. His father, a wealthy tycoon, had sent him to poverty training since he was ten years of age, as it was according to their family tradition. Their belief in this training was that a wealthy heir without poverty training might someday lead the family’s companies and resources into bankruptcy. For this reason, if the heir trained in poverty and embraced street orientation and smartness, he would be able to overcome all challenges, and the companies would thrive even further under his leadership.For ten years, Julius had been in poverty training without any resources f
“C’mon, Alexander, let him be. He is probably here to ask for a janitor's role at this prestigious bank. He needs to work his butt off to be able to afford this original Rolex wristwatch you bought for me. Hahaha. So, let's leave him. We have a party to attend, remember?” Olivia said as she placed her hands on Alexander’s chest and kissed his cheek after her words.Though it still hurt to see a woman he loves kissing another guy and being all lovey-dovey with him in his presence, Julius only looked aside as he made his entry into the Fortuna Elite Bank.The interior of Fortuna Elite Bank welcomed visitors with a blend of opulence and modern comfort. The polished marble floors echoed each footstep, leading to plush leather chairs arranged like islands in a sea of prestige. Soft ambient lighting created a warm atmosphere, while the air hummed with the quiet efficiency of transactions.The teller counters, gleaming like polished mahogany, stood as bastions of financial service, inviting