Maribel looked up, just as Clara moved closer."My father killed your father because he deserved it. You should be grateful all these years that my father brought you up," Clara said with sarcasm and there was a stupid smirk on her face.Maribel found herself smiling. However, she wanted to punch the stupid smirk off Clara's face."And you are so happy about it. Your father is a murderer and it pleases you?""Well, I don't care actually. Besides, I'm taking over my father from wherever he stops. So, why should it not please me?"Maribel looked away. "You don't have the tendency to speak to me, Clara. I used to be in your position. It's until he starts using you for his selfish means before you discover the kind of man he is."Clara laughed. "You know what, there's a difference between you and me. You are the daughter of his enemy. I am his daughter. Do you think he jokes with me?" She yelled.Maribel turned a deaf ear to him. The pains she was having in her abdomen have suddenly multi
The figure got up suddenly and Derek saw what he was seeking. It was indeed a female.Derek didn't know where the switch was and the room was semi-dark. So, he couldn't really see who the lady was."Get up, Clara," Derek muttered thickly.The figure went stiff for a moment. "Who are you?"Derek smiled briefly and took a step closer. "Get up," he ordered.The figure hesitated briefly. “Who are you? My father will give you anything you want,” she moved slowly and the next thing he saw was a kick moving towards him. He dodged it quickly and hit the figure slightly by the side. The figure grunted as she was merely pushed aside. Before she could attack again, Derek pulled her closer and placed the gun on her temple. “Don’t move or I will pull the trigger,” he swore.He might not know how to aim but he definitely knew how to shoot.The figure shivered slightly. “Please, don’t hurt me,” she pleaded softly.“Switch on the light,” he ordered.The figure nodded once and slowly moved towards th
His head flew off at this. He couldn't think for a moment."Annabelle!" He called softly.There was no response, no stir, nothing.His heart almost stopped beating."Annabelle," he called again and shuddered her briefly.No response again.He didn't know where the bullet had penetrated but it had obviously done a lot of damage to her and the thought of it brought pure pain to him. He couldn't afford to lose his sister, not again.Benson got closer. "Boss, what is the matter?"Derek didn't say anything instantly. Instead, he placed her safely in the back seat and closed the door."Annabelle has been shot, and I need to take her to the hospital," he announced and got inside the driver's side. "Tell the men to pull back. Take Thomas to the hospital and we will discuss the rest later."Benson bowed slightly.Derek didn't look at him, as he started the ignition and drove out into the street.His heart was beating even faster as he drove. He increased the speed as he mentally thought of wha
"Derek, what're you doing here?" Amelia asked with a frown."I sure didn't expect to see you here, how come-?" her eyes flashed when she saw the Rolex watch on his hand."Can you even afford a check-up in this hospital?" Amelia eyed him in disgust. He was looking more handsome, far from how she'd imagined he would look after their divorce. Derek merely sighed. His ex-wife was still as rude as ever. "I'm here on behalf of a relative. What about you? Don't tell me someone got sick in the family, is it your mother?""How did you-?" Amelia was stunned, but she quickly caught herself. "My mother is perfectly fine, Derek! Your bad wishes can never affect her health.""If you say so." Derek chuckled and turned to leave. He didn't have time to waste speaking to this woman. But Amelia's voice stopped him. "I can see you're doing better, Derek.""Of course. My life has been sailing smoothly ever since we got divorced. That's one thing I'm grateful for."Her face turned pale. "No matter how m
The abrupt ringing of his phone jolted Derek from his thoughts. It was his secretary. "Sir, something terrible has happened!" the panicked voice came forth.Derek got to his feet immediately. "Calm down and tell me everything that happened.""After the board meeting today, we suddenly received a call from the Jacksons that they no longer wanted to do business with us, I was still trying to understand the reason when-" her voice shook. Derek clenched his fists. Morris had enough connections with the Jacksons to convince them to cancel their contract with him.And with a big company withdrawing, every other company called to cancel as well. "Sir." the secretary continued. "6 other top-tier companies have called to cancel business with us, even our shareholders are withdrawing their shares in a panic.""What?" Derek's teeth gritted. "What has that got to do with the shareholders?""It seemed someone published something malicious about our company that got our stock price plunging ev
The next morning, Derek got up with a slight hangover. He had quite a number of bottles of alcohol last night and now his head was hurting. He quickly took some painkillers and hurried to the bathroom to get ready. Last night, he had prepared a recovery plan for his company. He had also prepared a warning letter to be delivered to Morris' housekeeper. If Morris didn't heed to his warning, he already had a retaliation plan in place. He quickly placed a call to inquire on his sister's condition, but it was the same. No improvement. Derek sighed and quickly got into the bathroom. While he was getting dressed, he received a call from Benson. "Hello, Boss." "Speak." "We just received a request from the mafia lords under us. They want to meet with you." "At the same time?" "Yeah." Derek frowned. Something must be wrong for them to request a meeting so suddenly. "Do you have an idea why?" "No, I don't." Benson replied. "Alright. I'll be heading to Aircastle with Thomas
As the nurse unwrapped the bandage on his shoulder, Thomas' mind returned back to the incident back at Morris' mansion. Derek had risked a lot just to rescue his sister back then, and now she was unconscious. Right now, there would be a lot of things to take care of at the company. Why was he here, lazing around like this? "When can I get discharged?" Thomas sat up suddenly, asking the nurse. His bruises had healed, the only thing left was his left shoulder pain had reduced. "You should be able to leave by tomorrow morning." she replied. "What?" Thomas stared at her like she'd gone mad. "Why do I need to stay another day here? I'm fine already.""You ought to be discharged today. But your shoulder injury has barely healed, you still need to complete your treatment medications." She smiled, fixing the drip into his forearm. "Now that I've assessed your condition, why don't you relax and let me bring breakfast for you?""Hmm." Thomas nodded. Immediately the nurse stepped out, he
Thomas paced the hospital hall, his teeth gritted.He'd been trying Derek's line, but no one was responding. Benson was also unreachable, Sophia's secretary also confirmed that she was currently having a board meeting. What was going on? He could have headed to the company right away, but he couldn't leave Annabelle unguarded. "Doctor!" He rushed to meet them when they stepped out. "Annabelle's condition is already fairly stable, in fact she has started responding to treatment." the doctor assured him. "Oh, thank Goodness." Thomas was relieved that none of the chaos affected her. "You should also have some rest, Mr Thomas. You lost quite some amount of blood and you were just discharged today.""I can't rest if Annabelle possibly remains in danger.""No worries, sir." The doctor waved at someone behind. Two muscular men in police uniform ran up to face them. "We've acquired some police escort to guard the patient's ward during the course of the investigation.""Good." Thomas s