CHAPTER EIGHTEENThe woman then put her phone away and flashed Roman a smug grin. “Did you hear that? My son will be here very soon! When he get here, I will have you and the Administrator apologize to me on your knees! I will also give you ten folds of the slap you hit her." “I can't wait for him either! I will make sure he lick my shoes when my son gets here." The woman's husband spewed out with a disdainful snort. Katherine, who had found her confidence back, spoke with arrogance. "Do you hear that? I heard the man is working in the Public Relations, you can imagine how powerful he might be.” “You don't have worry that, Kate! I will be waiting here for her son!" He turned his gaze to the salesman. “Mr. Salesman, won't you apologize to me? Are you also waiting for the woman's son?” Roman muttered. The salesman snarled at Roman, "I don't ever believe you are the owner of the mansion. I am going to investigate on this matter. I promise, you are going to beg for mercy by the time
CHAPTER NINETEENAndrew never for once expected Roman to be the one his parents were talking about. About two years ago, he had known Roman as his benefactor. Roman Cooper was the one who had connected him to the Public Relations industry. Making some recognition, and substantial amounts of money is all thanks to Roman. “I'm sorry Mr Cooper! My parents didn't know who you were. If not, why would they disrespect you! I apologize on their behalf!" Andrew uttered while on his knees, pleading profusely. The woman was utterly dumbfounded when she saw Andrew begging on his knees. It was embarrassing and humiliating. A comfortable man that her son is, she never expected this. She was glaring at her son furiously. “What's going on, Andrew? You are embarrassing yourself in front of this worthless being! He should be the one kneeling and begging for mercy, not the other way round!" Even Katherine and the salesman didn't understand what was going on anymore. “What's wrong with you, Andrew
CHAPTER TWENTY Everyone glanced at him, and had question looks on their faces. He was trembling as he held the phone. He slumped to the ground, and shrieked in fear, “What have you done? Do you truly call the Head Office? My job has been terminated! I'm jobless.” Roman sneered disparagingly, “You decide to taste my wrath. Losing your job is your decision, you decide not to bend to my will. A Responsible Man doesn't go back on his bet!" He continued with a wicked smile on his face, “If you had gotten on your knees and apologized earlier, you wouldn't have encountered this heartbreaking news." With that being said, he laughed out sinisterly. Suddenly, the environment is polluted by the loud blaring sound coming from the salesman's phone. Trembling vehemently, he answered the call, and a thick masculine voice erupted from the phone. “We hereby announce the devastating news but the management has decided you won't be working for the institute anymore. Your termination letter has be
CHAPTER TWENTY – ONE After all the ruckus, Roman prepared something to eat, and watched his favorite Television Program. Looking at the time far away, he walked into his bedroom but he didn't get to sleep. He tried to perform the Divine Skills. Suddenly, waves and waves of things started to flood his head. Everything about disease and healing, martial art skills rushed into his head, and he was trembling vehemently due to the strong feeling. Due to Roman still being in the early stages of the process, the amount of the Divine Skills that he could absorb was still considered to be little. However, slowly but surely, he could improve himself over time. After a short period of time, Roman had no choice but to collapse on the floor. Everything was so strong, and as an amateur that he is, he can't control it just yet. The birds chirping early in the morning woke Roman up. The rays coming from the sun shone into the room. Roman yawned loudly, and shut the drapes, preventing the rays
CHAPTER TWENTY TWORoman went over to the ambulance, and overheard their conversations. “My Son mustn't die! Do everything in your power to save him." The woman mumbled as she was clouded with fear. He called on the woman's attention and said. “I can see you are having some problem! Your Son is dying, I don't think you can make it to the hospital!"Everyone in the ambulance glanced at the man, and a glint of disappointment and anger flashed upon their eyes when they saw how Roman looks. “What do you think you are doing? You should move out from here! How do you know he can't make it to the hospital?" One of the nurses in the ambulance spat disdainfully. With a smile on the woman's face, she said politely, “I'm sorry gentleman but you don't have to say such thing. My Son won't die but live! Thanks for the concern, you can go!""C'mon, call on the traffic regulators and let's leave here for the hospital. My son must not die!” The middle aged woman remarked while the people in the a
In a dimly lit room, a young man walked into the room, with a bowl of water on his hands. It was none other than Roman Cooper. "Here is it!" Roman dropped the bowl of water in front of his mother-in-law, Jessica Rodriguez. Jessica Rodriguez, his mother-in-law, had requested for a bowl of water to wash her feet. It's a thing she does on a daily basis. It is known as her normal routine. She glanced at him in disdain, and nodded her head in response. Without looking at the bowl, she dipped her hand into the hot water. An agonizing tone filled the room, the water had burnt her hand. Glaring contemptuously at Roman, she yelled at the top of her voice. "You scoundrel! What have you done? You just burnt my hand, why are you so filial?" Shooting him a deadly glance, she demanded.The rage she felt in her system couldn't be measured. She was really pissed at him. Roman, on the other hand, didn't bother to say anything, he stood at her front calmly. His face was emotionless as he stared
CHAPTER TWENTY FOURRoman waved his hand dismissively, “Let's put aside, what are you doing here in the first place? Is there anything wrong?" He asked, glancing at the lady in front of him. Putting on a smile, Angelique mumbled softly, “Mr Cooper, I really want to drive you to the company. Have you forgotten we've a press conference and a party today?” Realization dawn on him, Roman glanced up at her apologetically, "I'm sorry about that, Angelique! I totally forget about that! You shouldn't have bother coming here in the first place. You te only stressing yourself.” Angelique looked a little bit dejected, she never expected Roman to have forgotten about the party. Nevertheless, she waved it off. “Mr Cooper, who should I stress myself for if not you? You had saved me from the Xander's Family yesterday!” “Come off it, Miss Brown! I did what I should I have done. The job of a medical practitioner is to save life.” Gently, Roman uttered. “By the way, I will always have to thank yo
CHAPTER TWENTY FIVEHearing what Angelique said, Roman felt awkward at the question. He gulped down nervously and glanced at her. He totally understood what she's talking about but he didn't want to talk about it. “Angelique, you shouldn't talking about this! We are going for a party, remember!" He mumbled, trying to divert away from the conversation. A sly smile flashed across her face, she totally understand Roman's words. Yet, she wasn't going to give up. She continued, “Why did you rejected me? Am I not beautiful enough? Is there something I'm doing that you don't like? Roman, please tell me, what's going on?" Roman sighed in exasperation, "Have anyone tell you about not being beautiful? You are, but I can't go into relationships with you!” His masculine voice laced out softly. Angelique spoke out hurriedly, “What is the reason? There must be a reason, Roman! Just tell me and I might find some solution to it." At this moment, Roman was getting antsy, "Don't get me wrong, A