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Inside an eccentric-looking house, Gregg sat across from Rhino, whose expression reflected a mix of fury and hope. The room, dimly lit, added an air of secrecy to their conversation."Rhino, my man, I gotta hand it to you. Escaping police custody is no small feat," Gregg praised, a sly grin on his face as he acknowledged Rhino's audacious escape. Rhino, though still seething with anger, couldn't help but feel a sense of accomplishment at Gregg's approval. "Had to pull some strings, you know. Can't let those cops hold me down."Gregg chuckled, leaning back in his chair. "You always find a way to keep things interesting. Now, what's the plan? You're not just here to bask in your successful escape, are you?" Rhino's eyes glinted with determination. "Burton Investments. I want in, and I want to take it down from the inside."Gregg's eyebrows shot up in surprise, a gleam of admiration in his eyes. "Well, well. Looks like we've got ourselves a grand scheme. Count me in, Rhino. Let's b
Karla drove in silence, the rhythmic hum of the engine accompanying her thoughts. Duncan, seated beside her, seemed lost in contemplation, his gaze distant. After more than 20 minutes of aimless driving through the quiet streets, Karla stole glances at him, unable to decipher the emotions on his face."Why are you stealing glances at me?" Duncan suddenly asked, breaking the silence and prompting Karla to pull over at the side of the road."If you want to tell me something, do so instead of giving me those weird glances," Duncan remarked, his observant nature evident throughout the drive. Karla took a deep breath. "Duncan, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to blame you like that back in Abigail's house. I'm really sorry."Duncan gazed at her, his expression unreadable. "I took no offense. Anyway, your apology is accepted.""That's like it." Karla smiled. "So?""So??" Duncan questioned."What now? Rhino is roaming around freely somewhere in this city, and we need to get him, with or without
After breakfast, Bella stormed into Lisa's room, frustration etched on her face. She vented her discontent, accusing Lisa of doing nothing while Duncan seized every opportunity to impress Ma'am Luna."Mother, I'm trying my best. It's not easy," Lisa snapped back, defensive.Bella, undeterred, insisted, "Well, your best isn't good enough. Duncan is gaining ground, and it seems like things are in his favor at the moment.""I know it seems that way, but I'm working on it," Lisa defended herself.Bella crossed her arms, her frustration evident. "We can't afford to let Duncan have the upper hand. Do something, and do it quickly. Your grandmother shouldn't be won over by him."Lisa, feeling the pressure, nodded solemnly. "I understand, mother. I will step up my game and make sure Duncan doesn't get too comfortable." Bella's frustration bubbled over as she confronted Lisa. "You're working on nothing. If Duncan gets even a small promotion, know that you're losing your position in the comp
Stopping and glancing back at Duncan, Zinnia scoffed, "What a useless bag." With a few disdainful steps, she halted in front of the coffee room. Spotting Lisa inside, seemingly content, Zinnia entered and immediately accused her of shamelessly pursuing Duncan, who happened to be her husband, even within the company.Lisa, maintaining her calm demeanor, countered, "I just want to be friends with him, Zinnia."Zinnia, unrelenting, insulted Lisa, "Friends? Don't make me laugh, Lisa. You're just another woman trying to get her claws into Duncan. Well, it won't work."Lisa, unfazed by the verbal attack, responded with a measured tone, "Zinnia, I have no interest in your husband beyond a professional relationship. Keep your insecurities in check.""Insecurities? How dare you say that, bitch?" Zinnia's eyes narrowed, her disdain evident.Lisa, seemingly unfazed, chuckled and casually disposed of her empty coffee cup. She turned to face Zinnia with a mysterious smile. "You should be gratefu
Duncan, reveling in Lisa's inability to respond, continued to taunt her sadistically."Can't find your voice, Lisa? How ironic," he sneered, relishing the moment.Lisa, frustration and helplessness etched across her face, glared at Duncan, her eyes conveying a mix of anger and desperation.Duncan, thoroughly enjoying his perceived triumph, added insult to injury. "Guess you won't be doing much talking anymore, huh?" He chuckled mockingly, emphasizing the gravity of Lisa's predicament. Unable to articulate her emotions, Lisa's hands clenched into fists as she watched Duncan revel in his perceived victory. The silence weighed heavily in the room, amplifying the emotional tension. Duncan, with a final smirk, decided to leave, leaving Lisa to grapple with the aftermath of her own actions. As he exited, he couldn't resist one last jab, "Maybe next time, think twice before trying to play games, Lisa." With that, he walked away, leaving her alone with her silenced thoughts and the conse
Interested, Zinnia leaned in, urging Lisa to share the crucial information. Lisa, appearing relaxed, simply scribbled a note, "I'll tell you, but let me grab something first from the kitchen." Zinnia, growing impatient, nodded reluctantly.Minutes passed, and Zinnia's irritation mounted as Lisa seemed to take her time. Finally, Lisa returned, holding a bottle of yogurt. Annoyed, Zinnia questioned with a raised eyebrow, "This is what you needed?"With a calm demeanor, Lisa wrote, "No, something else." Zinnia sighed, realizing Lisa was playing a deliberate game.Lisa wrote, “Get me a bottle of chilled apple juice from the kitchen.”Rolling her eyes, Zinnia went back to the kitchen to fetch the juice Lisa wanted. Returning, she handed it over, demanding, "Now, spill the beans!" Lisa, maintaining her calm facade, wrote, "What I have to say is far more important to you than you realize." Zinnia's annoyance shifted to curiosity, a mix of impatience and genuine interest evident in her exp
As Abigail's jeep roared away, the lingering sound echoing in the air, Ma'am Luna turned to Gregg with a stern expression. "Did you spill our secrets to her?"Gregg, maintaining his composure, assured, "Not all of them, just what she needs to know." He avoided their gazes, not wanting them to see through his presumed white lie.Laila, visibly concerned, questioned, "Why would you trust her with anything?"Gregg, with confidence in his voice, replied, "Abigail can be trusted. She's Rhino's niece."Laila, growing frantic, retorted, "I don't trust her!"Gregg, calm and collected, explained, "There's nothing to worry about. If she screws us up, Rhino gets messed up too. She won't risk that."Ma'am Luna, steering the conversation, asked, "What can Abigail help you with?"Gregg, his eyes glinting with determination, revealed, "She's going to assist me in executing the next phase of my plan to eliminate Archi's son."Intrigued, the group pressed for details about Gregg's plan. “What's you