Brock held his jaw and his eyes widened in alarm when Alex's hand made contact with his cheek. Who could imagine that such a weakling like Alex could pack such a mean punch. "You hit me?!" He muttered incredulously and Alex nodded. "What an effrontery?! He replied angrily and Alex stared at him impishly. He didn't have time to reply to anyone that decided to be useless. "You don't want me to punch you more in the face, do you?" He retorted.Brock's eyes widened even considerably in shock. This man before him was different. He wouldn't imagine that Alex would tell him off. Such a weakling! He thought. It was impulsive of Alex to strike him across the cheek.Realizing that he was on the ground, and was at a disadvantage, he picked himself up. "You'll hear from my lawyers for assaulting me. I will make sure that you don't go Scot free."Alex scoffed at him, he didn't have time for the balderdash that Brock wanted to project to him. "I wish you all the best." "Are you kidding me?" Broc
Grandma and all the members of the clan were present. He didn't even know that Brielle had so many family members. Alas, he was being schooled. He walked in gently. The former Alex would have been intimidated by the numerous eyes that threatened to swallow him but not him, he had been reinvented.He climbed the small stairs, "I can see that there's a family gathering." He spoke as he walked further. Grandma stared at the boy in front of her, she didn't understand why he was so proud. "Aren't you even going to greet us?" She inquired impishly.He stared at her with slightly raised brows and nodded, " My bad, good afternoon, grandma." He greeted.All the cousins and relatives stared at him. He was rude, they thought but he couldn't care less for their thought because it didn't bother him one bit."Are you going to greet only Grandma?" One of the women had the guts to demand and he stared at them with utmost contempt in his eyes. "Having people staring at you with judgment in their eye
Alex recited the number in his head, ignoring every distraction that threatened to weigh him down as he marched towards the end of the road. His mind and heart were calculating so that he didn't make any mistakes. He looked around, there was no cab in sight simply because their house was not located at the heart of town and secondly, it was the second to the last house on the street. Hence, he continued his journey hoping that he didn't forget the number. Finally, a cab appeared and he decided to go away. He flagged it down and immediately he entered the cab quietly"Where are you going sir?" He muttered the words and the man set out, wondering why his passenger was acting weird mumbling things to himself. "May I turn on the music?" The cab driver asked him. He merely shrugged so as not to make a mistake in any of the numbers. Finally they arrived at the company and he rushed out, paid the man and walked into the building.Employees greeted him again, sitting straight in fear for t
"How did you allow these people to operate? It's unfair to the health of the workers don't you think? Don't tell me that you weren't aware of the state of this place because I sure won't believe that. You must have eaten here twice or thrice." The owner of the cafeteria came out of her office with a remorseful look but Alex wasn't having it. " Mrs...?" He raised a brow."Martha." "Mrs Martha I have a question for you and you will answer honestly. How long have you been cooking here?" He inquired and the woman's gaze flickered to Martins who didn't bother to look her way. He was in support of whatever judgment that was about to be passed on her because this wasn't the first strike. She had been warned severally with the promise that she would change and the emotional blackmail she put the old man through making him reconsider his decisions on firing her and that time he didn't want to sound like a bad person but now, she had finally met her match and he was here for all of it. He f
Alex purchased a new phone on his way back home because he needed to be able to make personal calls. it took a maximum of thirty minutes before he was done and he went home. It was a stressful day and he wanted to crash on his sofa. The only thing was that the house looked a bit empty because of Brielle's absence. That reminded him, he needed to call the number again. He would be meeting with the lawyers the next day.The phone rang twice before the person picked up the call. " Hello, who am I speaking to?" He paused for a minute. It wasn't Liam's voice. His brows furrowed in confusion. Did he copy the wrong number?"Liam, how are you doing?" He inquired and the person cleared his throat. "What do you mean by Liam? I don't know what you're talking about." The man responded and he nodded. I hope I didn't make a mistake, he thought."So, you're not Liam. Pass the phone to him." He ordered.The man chuckled from the other end. "You're serious about this? Wow." He replied, "I don't k
The next morning, Alex was already out of the house immediately and was on his way to the lawyers' office. The cab pulled over in front of a huge high-rise building with a large billboard carrying large lettering of the company name."M and Cole." He sighed, paid the cab man, and walked into the lobby. It was a wide room with double ACs hanging down the wall. It screamed class and pure professionalism and he started towards the receptionist desk. "Good morning, Mr. Alex. It's a pleasure to meet you. Barrister Williams is expecting you." Meyer the secretary told him the moment he reached the counter."Good morning, Mr. Meyer. That's correct, may I know the way to her office?" He replied and the man pointed towards the door. "Please take the right turn at that curve. You'll see the barrister's office."He gave him a curt nod and finally walked in the direction he was pointed at. He wasn't expecting to see the delectable woman before him. She was pretty young and he almost doubled i
Alex marched out of the office after signing the agreement and headed straight to the house. There was little to nothing that he could do concerning hastening the process; he was sure that he could get something else done.He entered the cab and they drove off to the office. Upon his arrival, he was met with employees already waiting in the lobby as they signed in and he merely walked in ignoring their very presence which made them a bit fidgety." Good morning sir." Joyce the receptionist spoke first, jolting the rest of the people out of their forgotten state and he simply ignored them, walked forward, and entered the lift. He was not here for greetings but rather that their jobs be done.The first place he went to was the kitchen. He saw that it had been emptied and he nodded. There was no way that someone would be allowed to bring in dirtiness and cause illnesses in the camp under his watch unless he was not present.He ignored them totally and walked towards the door, they still
It took all the restraint in Alex not to tell that man to fuck off and he knew that if he was pushed to the wall again he would actually do that.His door swung open and Martins walked in breathing heavily. His gaze was fixated on Alex who had a hard look on his face. He was late and he knew that was going to cause friction in their relationship because Alex had specifically instructed that no one came late. He didn't suffer defaulters."I'm sorry for arriving late. I woke up a bit late." Martins apologized.Alex's gaze traveled to his shoes and swept back to his face in thorough inspection. "So what do you say?" The kidnapper inquired, rolling his gun in front of Brielle who was shuddering at the blast of the wind. "You will also live by my conditions. You're not doing me any favor by maltreating her. What if I decide not to hand over what would you do?" He challenged. "You wouldn't dare do that. Do you want your beautiful wife to lose her life? I mean I knew that you were heartle