Katherine got home paranoid and confused. Kelvin's change of status was a huge blow, and she was struggling to accept the new development. She sat on the sofa, trying to wrap the whole situation in her head, "who exactly is he? What if he is the new Chairman Pamela spoke of? She questioned herself, like someone was out there who could hear her.Her heart began to race, if Kelvin eventually became the chairman, her job as the manager of the Fubris Company wasn't safe. She gasped softly, trying to calm herself. A sharp pain struck her head, and she cried out in pain. Over the past few days, she had been overthinking and overworking as well, just to impress Pamela, and now Kelvin's arrival in the company was looking genuine. How will she look him in the eye every day she goes to work?She laid down on the sofa to rest a little and free her mind from worries. But a call from Pamela woke her up immediately, bad timing it is. She sighed on seeing the caller. She dropped the phone back on
It was 9 p.m., in Boston, the Capital city of Euphoria. Kelvin and Pamela had got to the family house a few hours ago. The house was deserted, except for the presence of security men and servants.Kelvin was sitting in the sitting room, waiting patiently for the arrival of his big family. Pamela joined him shortly, and just in time, horns from different cars sounded from outside.They both smiled at each other, the house was about to book again. There was never a boring time in the Woodluck family home, not when Kelvin was present. But now that he had returned, a lot had changed."Where is he? Where is my son?" A deep masculine voice roared happily, his excitement could be heard in his voice as he spoke. Kelvin stood up from his seat with a smile on his face. It was Gregory, his father. He sauntered towards his father, and they fell into a warm embrace. "My boy!" His father said, patting his back, so much joy in his heart. After 3 years, he was seeing his son again. Then came a crowd
3 days had gone by, and it was finally time for the first board meeting, since Kelvin and Pamela took over the company. They had left the Capital and returned to Vancouzer a day earlier, to solidify their attendance at the meeting.It was snowing heavily that morning, as Kelvin sauntered towards his Lamborghini AVENTADOR SVJ, packed right outside the hotel where he lodged. He had sent back every security guard his family sent to look after him. One thing he hated was to appear rich and powerful amongst people.He loved and admired his ordinary life, he could go anywhere he wanted, at any time. As he got to his car, he waited for Pamela to join him. She came down afterwards, with two hefty security men following her behind. On seeing her and the security men, Kelvin sighed. He shook his head and crossed his hands together."Is that necessary?" He asked, but she ignored his question, with a smile on her face. Pamela liked to be respected and feared, especially when she was new to a pe
The sun was at its peak in the sky, but its heat had been shielded by the winter weather. Kelvin had landed in Boston a few minutes ago. He drove speedily to the Better Life hospital and ran into the hospital impatiently.All eyes fell on him as he sauntered past the nurses and patients awaiting one thing or the other. One of the nurses was coming down his path, on seeing him, she knew he was a Woodluck. Her jaws dropped, as she waved at him in amazement. "Good morning sir," a large number of the nurses greeted in unison, but Kelvin was not hearing them. He walked briskly, without minding what they were talking about. Back in his office in Vancouzer, he had received a call from Uncle Theo, saying his grandpa had collapsed, and was on life support now. He left Pamela to handle the company and rushed down to the hospital immediately. When he got to his Grandpa's ward, he stopped at the entrance door, on seeing his Mom sitting beside his bed. Her eyes were red and filled with despair.
It was raining heavily on a Sunday evening. Pamela and Kelvin had purchased two mansions in Vancouzer separately, for their comfort.Frank visited Vancouzer, he couldn't meet up with Kelvin in Boston, and he needed to see his best friend, even though he came mainly because of Pamela.That evening, he and Pamela had gone out for a walk. Pamela was sitting in the bar, her face sad and moody. No matter how Frank tried to cheer her up, she couldn't forget the fact that her Grandpa may not wake again."Hey," Frank whispered, as he returned to her with two glasses of strong alcohol. He thought maybe it would help ease her mind, but she wasn't drawn to his mischievous smiling face."You can't beat yourself up Pamela, come on, granny ain't even dead yet. You just have to believe that he'll get better, no matter how long it takes." He said to her, She looked at him and sighed. Some of her hair fell across her face, and he stretched out his hands and tucked them behind her ears. Their eyes met
At around 9 p.m. the same night, Kelvin had dozed off on his sofa. He had received several missed calls from Frank, who had been standing right outside his house for over an hour. Frank dialed his number again, and luckily, the ringtone could wake him up this time. Kelvin Jumped on his feet, seeing 19 missed calls and 5 texts from Frank. He quickly read through the texts and found out that Frank had been outside. "Fuck me!" He muttered and sauntered towards the door. As he opened the door, his sleepy eyes fell on Frank's angry countenance. Kelvin quickly put his hands together, in the form of a plea. A wild smile spread across his face, but Frank's expression remained hardened. He quietly pushed Kelvin aside and entered the house, without saying a word. "Come on bro, I'm sorry. I've been asleep, I can't even believe I slept this long. Like bro, everything is fucked up these days, I don't even know how to react." Kelvin said to him as he took a seat opposite him."All the more rea
It had been 3 days since Frank left Vancouzer. He still couldn't get his mind off Pamela. He sat in his room in Boston, staring at his phone. He wanted to give Pamela a call, but he didn't know what her reaction would be. He bit his lips in confusion and dropped the phone on the bed. He felt so uncomfortable, so he decided to text her.At least, he wouldn't hear whatever insults she would rain on him. Pamela was sitting in her office, with her eyes on her computer screen when Frank's text came in. She was too busy to attend to her phone, but when she stole a glance at the screen, she saw the message sender, it was Frank. She sprang up and quickly picked up the phone. Her heart started racing, thinking of what he could say to her by text. She read through the message, he was apologizing for kissing her the other day, and expressing his genuine love for her. A warm smile appeared on her face. She couldn't believe it. She had thought he would be mad at her. She stood up from her sea
Around 7 p.m. the same day, Pamela had retired back to her mansion. She was stressed out and needed to rest. With her white sexy lingerie, she lay still on her sofa. Her mind couldn't get away from Kelvin's warnings. She tried to convince herself that he was mistaken, but she couldn't believe it herself. She gasped softly, thinking about her weekend date. When she finally got what she had wanted, another thing was up to take away her happiness.She lay still, facing the ceiling, and thinking of what to do. After so much consideration, she decided to postpone their date, or probably put an end to it. She picked up her phone to dial Frank's number. But how would she tell it to him? She gasped when she realized that she wouldn't be able to tell him. So she decided to send it to him via text. After texting him that she won't be available for their date on the weekend. She left for her room, with sleepy eyes. When she got to the room, she heard a loud thud from outside, and quickly chec
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