It was past 9 p.m. when Kelvin's convoy drove into the Woodluck's family compound. He sauntered into the house immediately, paying zero attention to no one, not even his team of security. As he walked into the house, he blinked rapidly, as if trying to clear the fog of confusion that had settled over his thoughts. He was the opposite of himself at that moment l, as Pamela's words punctured his heart, leaving a large hole that needed to be mended.Becca, his Mom, was seated on the sofa, watching the news as he entered. She was surprised to see him because he didn't inform anybody that he would be coming around."Honey? Hey, you didn't say you would come here today," she said surprisingly, and he shifted his gaze to her. "Well, that's because I never planned on coming." He said abruptly and walked up the stairs. Seeing him in that mood, Becca knew something was very very wrong. She chased after him hastily, knowing he would lock his door as usual. She caught up with him and entered th
Kelvin woke up to his blaring alarm. He darted his eyes around the room and saw his tiny alarm clock beside the bed. He frowned and grunted in pain, as his head banged painfully, as an effect of excessive alcohol intake. He quickly turned off the alarm and sighed in relief. He could barely remember any of what happened the previous night, but he was sure he had left Vancouzer out of annoyance. He sighed and held onto his forehead to conceal the pain, fighting its way to him. He was too tired to walk, he needed more sleep, so he thought it might be best to lay down a little. As he rested his head on the pillow again, he caught a glance at his phone lying right before him. He stretched out his hand and reached for it. When he unlocked the phone, he was staring at 5 unanswered calls from Cara. He sighed deeply and dialed her number. She was lying on the bed when the call came in, and after two rings, she picked it up abruptly."Hello, listen, I don't know what's going on over there,
As they left General Orlando's residence, he instructed his driver to go to his private house in Boston instead, he needed some time alone. The past 48 hours had been hectic for him. He was yet to figure out what happened to Cara, and why she suddenly acted strangely like she had seen a ghost. As they left the expressway and cut into a beautiful street, 3 cars burst in front of them and parked in the middle of the road. Kelvin was taken aback. "An Ambush?" He questioned himself in his thoughts and remained still waiting to see the next move. Immediately, Mark Muller alighted from the Maybach in the middle of the other two cars.Kelvin sighed tiredly and relaxed in his seat. He opened the door and walked out to meet him. His eyes flashed with an intense, seething rage, and his brows shot up in a menacing scowl, as he plodded gently."What's this, Mark? How dare you stop me in the middle of the road? What you have to discuss with me, should be discussed in my office in Vancouzer. Now
Kelvin was sitting in the garden inside his Vancouzer mansion when one of his security guards approached him. He was deep in thought on Mark's words. Mark believed that the information he had on his family was dangerous, and he claimed that many out there would want to see his family fall. Kelvin knew it was only a matter of time.He needed to make a quick move, but he was in the dark. Several times he thought about confronting his parents or Uncle Theo. But given that they just got their Granny back, he thought it wasn't the best time to take such news home. "Boss, you have someone here to see you. He said his name is Gallagher," the security man announced on getting to Kelvin's position. Kelvin furrowed his brow. His eyes squinted as if searching for clarity. "Gallagher?" He asked in surprise, and the security replied, "Yes boss."Kelvin was quiet for a moment, staring at the open. He couldn't seem to understand what Gallagher would want after he had gotten his son back. "Bring
Frank and Pamela had traveled to China to finalize a business deal, they were supposed to give feedback to Kelvin after the trip, but when they got there, they found out that all was not well.The deal has been hijacked by another firm. Frank pushed to find out more about who snatched the deal from their grasp in the dying minute. He found out that it was none other than Domart Corporation, Mark Muller's Company. Given the situation, the trip to China was fruitless and had no choice but to prepare for their return with sad news. Frank entered the hotel room, where he and Pamela had lodged. In his hands were 2 plates of ice cream. He winked at Pamela who had been on her laptop since they found out about the business deal. "You want some?" He asked, smiling at her like nothing bad had happened recently, but she ignored him and fixated her gaze on her computer."How do you do this? How do you just pretend like both bad things just happened?" She asked, without looking at him. He sighe
"I don't need anyone to remind me of what I did. It wasn't a mistake, but in my defense, I can say that I misunderstood the whole situation. Besides, we were married, we were supposed to share each other's secrets.""If you hadn't kept your true identity from me we wouldn't be here today, so don't try to put all the blame on me. You had your fault too!" She yelled, chasing after him as he walked along the passageway.Kelvin sighed and kept walking like he hadn't been listening to her. His silence provoked her the most, and she held his hand and pulled him back. Their eyes met, and he inhaled."Alright, fine. What exactly do you want, Katherine?" He asked in a very calm voice, and she paused. She darted her eyes around, she wasn't expecting that gentle question because she hadn't thought of how to express herself. She widened her eyes in surprise l, and he gazed at her eyes, expecting her to speak up. She inhaled deeply and let out a long breath, but she couldn't say the words. She co
On a Friday night, Kelvin strolled out of his house in a white outfit. His glowing skin radiated behind his clothes, as he walked towards his fleet of luxury cars packed right before him.It was the day for Mark's birthday, and he had promised to be present, no matter their differences. He was greeted by the familiar faces of his security team. "Boss," a cacophony of voices rang out, and he waved before entering a Mercedes Benz in the middle of the long convoy. They drove off to the hotel where the party was being held.When they got to the scene, there were beautiful fireworks in the area, creating a beautiful atmosphere. There was a group of guitarists towards the left of the compound, and a small crowd gathered around them watching them play.After inspecting the area for safety, Kelvin's security opened the door and Kelvin alighted from the car. Despite being rich, he was a party lover. He widened his eyes in astonishment, and his mouth fell open as he stared in disbelief, admir
She stepped into the house and flung her handbag onto the sofa. Her eyes were red and anxious, she decided to seek comfort from her mom, but when she got to her room, she noticed that she hadn't returned from her trip to Boston.A deep sigh escaped her mouth, seeing the whole house untidy. She pressed onto her forehead, trying to delete the thoughts of Kelvin in her mind. The memories of them together were stuck in her, and it has become a part of her. A call popped into her phone, and she checked the caller. It was Pamela, a wild smile spread across her face, and she quickly picked up the call. It was shocking how intimate their friendship had become."Hey, babes! What's popping?" Pamela's soothing voice sounded from the phone, and Katherine sighed and closed her eyes. She opened them again with a grin on her face."You won't believe that happened today. Kelvin must hate me already. I kind of ruined his day. It's a long story, but to cut it short, I took your advice and followed him
Early on Monday morning, Mark Muller had been arrested at the airport while trying to flee the country. It was just a day before the final court hearing, and the handwriting on the wall was becoming clearer. That Tuesday morning, Kelvin and Pamela left the house for the court judgment. Kelvin pulled up at the court with his Lamborghini Aventador, while Pamela followed shortly with a fleet of luxury cars as her convoy. All press and media personnel chased after her as she alighted from the car.“Good morning miss, what do you have to say to the public about your recent disappearance? Were you kidnapped and held captive against your will?" Their desperate voices rang out in unison. Different questions kept popping up, but with the presence of the security men, she was able to find her way into the courthouse peacefully. The hearing began shortly, and after the hearing, the judge called for silence across the room. It was time for judgment to be served.Sitting at the front row, Kel
As expected, Kelvin had filed a case against Mark Muller and General Orlando, accusing them of plotting every single attack on his family, including the disappearance of Katherine and Pamela.The city was boiling with the big news, every lip had the story on them, whispering to whoever cared to listen. General Orlando being a prolific person in the country, his involvement in the case took the government by surprise. Many rubbished the news until today, the day of the hearing. After the court case, every piece of evidence presented by Kelvin seemed to tally with his claim, but due to the caliber of people involved, the judge had postponed the judgment by two weeks. Kelvin got home that sunny afternoon, his face was beaming with a smile. He felt victorious at the end, even if the damage done couldn't be undone. As he entered the house, he went straight to his room and collapsed on the bed, his face fixated on the ceiling. He gasped softly, and a thought crossed his mind. He stood
Two weeks had passed since the rescue of Pamela and Katherine, and their whereabouts remained a secret between Kelvin and his hired gun. Pamela and Katherine had settled in Bucham, a distant city from Cintria. Kelvin kept them under the guidance of Tyler, his long-time friend. For old-time's sake, Tyler had taken Pamela and Katherine in just as Kelvin instructed, and he kept their location a secret to himself. One morning, Pamela woke up with a moody face. She couldn't sleep all through the night, the urge to return to Cintria was growing on her, but she knew she had to obey Kelvin's instructions. She couldn't make things complicated for him. She sauntered towards the door, and just as she tried to pull the door open, someone pushed open from the outside, and the door struck her on the forehead. She grunted angrily in pain, as she raised her face with a furious glare, she saw Tyler staring down at her confusedly.She furrowed her brow, staring back at him. “Am I disturbing?" He a
“Assholes!" Kelvin cursed as he sauntered into the house. He went directly to the bar and poured himself a glass of whiskey.“Fucking assholes," he cursed again. He was panting heavily, after a long day at the police department, he had failed to convince the police that Mark Muller was behind the sudden death of Frank. Given the situation, it became obvious that Mark must be monitoring his movement, somehow, he managed to find out whatever he did or discussed with anyone. “Maybe he knows about Juliana already, or maybe he doesn't." Kelvin thought. He paced around the sitting room, thinking of the next move now that Frank was dead. His phone rang, and he glanced at the screen. It was a call from Dead Target. He sighed and dropped the glass of whiskey on the table gently. “What?" He said abruptly as he picked up the call. “I believe you have a mission for me. Let me hear it."Kelvin exhaled and left his seat with a little worry all over his face. “I was going to call you, but some
Flying back and forth from Vancouzer to Boston was a hectic journey, but was it worth it? Kelvin sat comfortably in his jet, it was past 11 pm, as he flew back to Vancouzer. He had returned to Boston just as Juliana instructed in her texts, and the outcome wasn't all that he had expected. “Boss we're going down, please fasten your seatbelt,” the pilot announced, and Kelvin sighed. He did as instructed, and in less than a minute, they were on the runway. Kelvin gasped, peeping through the window. His mind drifted back to the moment in Boston, Juliana's palms caressing his chest, and building his urge till he couldn't hold back anymore.Flashes from the mind-blowing sex with Juliana came crawling back into his memory, and he let out a low smile. He took off his seatbelt and sauntered down the jet. His security team was already waiting at the airport with a fleet of cars to take him home. As they drove into his compound, he alighted from the car and darted his eyes around. “Where is
It was a new day as the struggle in the Woodluck household continued. Kelvin had been to several meetings, but all proved abortive in helping his Mom. The situation behind Uncle Theo's arrest turned out to be a big disadvantage for his course, and there was no one to turn to for help. He left the bed and started making his Early morning push-ups when he heard his phone ring. He abruptly walked over to the bed and noticed it was a call from Fubris Company in Vancouzer. “What the hell?" He said and picked up the phone. It was just 7:30 am, while would he be getting such a call he thought, so he picked up the call.“This is Kelvin, what's the matter?" He asked curiously, and a dull female voice greeted from the phone, “Good morning, boss."“We have a problem," the lady said and Kelvin furrowed his brow. “Mind going straight to the point? I have too many scheduled for today."“Sir a government agency just came into the company and ordered a total lockdown of the company, and every staf
On a Monday morning, Kelvin woke up late, it was a new day to face the troubles in the family. He grunted, struggling to leave the bed, but he clearly was too tired and needed more sleep. He glanced at his side clock, past 8 already. He jumped off the bed, today was the day when he got to represent his Uncle at the Silverwood Associates. He knew he couldn't mess things up by showing up late, so he rushed into the bathroom. In the blink of an eye, he was done and was dressing himself as fast as he could. A knock came on the door, and he paused. “Come on in," he screamed, and the door opened gently. An old woman walked into the room, wearing white and a kitchen apron on her.“Good morning sir, your coffee is ready as usual. Would you like me to make something else for you before you leave the house?” She asked, and Kelvin sighed. "Naah! Don't worry, Carolina, I don't have any time to eat. The coffee will do just fine,” he said to her and she took a bow before walking out. After dre
“What does the cunny lady have for me this time? I trust that you bring good news? Spit it, I've got no time to waste.” Mark's husky voice said over the phone. Mariana swallowed nervously, her eyes darted around the room as she thought of the best way to say what she had in mind. Mark was someone she knew to be impatient and arrogant, his temper issues were something to be concerned about. She exhaled, darting her eyes around the room.“What is it? I don't have all day." He roared, and she flinched. She swallowed hard and pouted slowly."Uhm… there is a problem," she said. Sitting on his sofa inside his sitting room, he raised his brow, showing his concern for what she had to say. " Spit it out,” he commanded, and she swallowed.Fear engulfed her, thinking about what he would do when she told him the situation."It's Gregory. It happened just like you said. He is deviating from the plan, I think he is going to the police or press, I can't tell which exactly.” "Hmm!” He mumbled in s
Katherine had her gaze steadied on the road as she drove downtown. A few minutes ago, she had a serious argument with her Mom, and it didn't end well. Her eyes were filled with sadness, as she stared at the road ahead of her. She had confronted her Mom about her involvement with Mark, but it didn't go so well. Due to her state of confusion, she packed her clothes and drove out of the house unsure of where she was going. It was past 10 pm when she drove into a hotel downtown. She decided to spend the night there, and then by morning, she would worry about getting herself another house. “Good evening, Ma'am," the hotel attendant greeted with a smile on her face, and Katherine blinked twice. She was not in a happy mood, hence her awkward expression. “How many I help ma'am??" The young lady on glasses said, and Katherine sighed. “I need a room for the night," Katherine announced, and she smiled. “Ok ma'am, hold on. Would you prefer a regular room or a VIP room?” After a short consid