The moment Kayla left with the driver. Peter receives a call from Tyler that the building has been opened and the soldiers' guarding habits are all gone. Everywhere was cleared.“That's good”. Peter said to him“They are gone, but they left a note, sir,” Tyler said.“What kind of note?” Peter asked him calmly over the phone.“It's a brown envelope, and I don't know what's in it. It has your name on it." Tyler said it with affirmation in his tone.“I'm on my way," Peter said and grabbed his keys. He didn't have to dress formally; he was not going to have any official meetings. He drove as calmly as he could, not exceeding the limit like he would on a day when he was really upset.When he got to the office, the entire vicinity was clear of the military men who stood by the gate and its environs. Peter smiled at his little victory, and the butterfly in his heart began to bubble. He walked in and checked if everything was intact. The office's main gate was still locked the same way it wa
“Great then”. Peter said it with a shrug on his shoulders. "Well, I am not scared of castigations from the public. I did nothing to you, and if you have any problems with my brand."Well, I rule around here." Fredrick got up and grabbed Peter by the neck, but Peter pushed him, so he fell to the ground. He began a fake cry. “I thought you were here to ask for my forgiveness. But no, I was wrong the entire time. Oh! No… I can't take this; you are so mean to me." Fredrick faked the cry, and after some time, he got up sharply. “Harris, did you get that part?” He asked his assistant, looking at him squarely.“Yes, I did. Every part of it”.“Good for you. Harris, you can stop the video now. We got the part we wanted." Fredrick said that and dusted himself. He began to take the bandage off of his head, and then the one on his leg was last. Peter stood and watched. “If that's it, then it's fine. It's my word against yours; let's see what the world will choose." Peter answered and walked aw
Tyler was done typing his post when the knock came on the door.“I'm coming, '' he answered sharply, placing the laptop on the dining table. He had ordered a pack of chicken pizza about ten minutes ago. He checked the time on the wall. “That's so fast." He shrugged and wiggled his shoulders briefly as she strolled to the door. He whistled slowly and grabbed the knob. He pulled it, and when the door opened, he stood there in shock.“Whoa! What the hell did you do that for?” He screamed as he took another punch from his attacker. He fell to the ground. Victor looked down at him and got into the apartment. You know I have been watching you closely. I know your schemes and every step you and your foolish boss take, now see? He didn't even bother to protect you or something. And you are here acting like a die-hard fan." Victor snarled the words at him.“What do you want, and what the hell are you doing in my house?” Tyler asked with boldness in his tone. Victor kicked him hard in the ribs.
Peter and Kayla left the hospital, and as usual, Peter asked some of his smart men to keep an eye on Tyler so no one would hurt him. They left the room talking about his eyes and how funny they looked. They were by the hospital when Peter's phone rang. "Hello,” he answered the strange caller.“That wasn't the agreement, and you know it,” Frederick's voice blared from the end of the phone. Kayla watched Peter's face as he spoke into the phone. She was already irritated by the caller's entitlement. “You thought you were smart; well, I am smarter, and I just wanted to let you know that you are just a big joke. Enjoy the downfall of your company, and I hope you are persecuted fairly. Never meddle in my affairs again." Peter barked into the phone and ended the call. There was no way he would spend a minute talking to the bastard over the phone.“Who was that? Kayla asked as she got into the car with Peter. “Frederick”.“What does he want? Hasn't he done enough damage already? She aske
As the van rumbled away, the atmosphere inside was tense. Fredrick winced in pain as the medical team examined his wound, their expressions grim. Outside, the station loomed, a perfect reminder of the impending trial.Peter paced back and forth in the dimly lit hospital room, his mind a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. Relief flooded through him like a warm current as he replayed the scene of Frederick being led away in handcuffs by the FBI agents. Finally, justice was served, and the nightmare that had plagued his life for so long was coming to an end.Tyler, lying in the hospital bed, watched Peter with a mixture of concern and curiosity. "Hey, Pete, are you okay?" he asked, his voice weak but filled with genuine worry.Peter turned to face him, a smile spreading across his face. "Yeah, Ty, I'm more than okay. I'm ecstatic! Frederick's been caught. He won't be able to hurt anyone else ever again."Tyler let out a sigh of relief, his tense shoulders relaxing against the pillows. "T
Kayla hurried into the building. She had not finished her work design for the presentation she will be having in a few hours.All the chaos during the week had made her not conclude what she had to do. She raced up the stairs through the ground floor and went up to take the elevator to the fourth floor, where her office is. She scurried fast, and when she landed on the first floor, she didn't bother to look at anyone but the mission she had ahead of her.She hurriedly went into her assistant's office. Alex was busy too when she got in.“Good morning, ma'am.“. Alex greeted her happily and helped her carry her bag in.“Are you done with the design for the marketing agency on the 6th floor? You know they are only a few steps away from here. We need to finish it so they don't see our company as incompetent like the others.”."Yes, I have that done already.".“Oh! That's great. You know I have a presentation after now, and I need time to finish up a few things. No one must come here until
Alex rummaged through her phone and dialed Peter's phone. She panicked as he picked “Sir, Kayla slumped at work, and we are at the hospital." She panicked. “What hospital?” Peter asked.“Landmark Specialist Hospital," She said over the phone.“Okay, stay calm. I will be with you shortly." Peter said that and dropped the call. This was his fiancée; she was as important to him as he was to himself. He hurriedly snatched his keys from his desk and headed for his car in the parking lot.Peter's heart sprinted as he bolted through the large office corridors, his mind swirling with a flood of worry. Kayla, his lovely fiancée, was in the hospital, and he couldn't afford to waste a single moment. The tenacity in Alex's voice had ignited a wildfire of concern within him, driving him to move with an adrenaline speed he hadn't known he possessed before now.Outside, the air was crisp and a bit smokey, and it did barely little to calm his nerves as he fumbled with his car keys, his hands shakin
Alex stayed back in the room and watched the nurses do what they had to do. Fixing the drip line on her wrist while Kayla still lay unconscious on the bed. She watched till they finished, and then she brought out her phone and called their boss to report the situation.“We have finished, and there is no need for you to panic; your friend would be fine. She should be awake after a while,” the nurse informed her. Alex nodded even though she doesn’t understand what’s going on with Kayla yet, but whatever it is, she believes that Peter will handle it.Meanwhile, at the doctor’s office, Peter sat even more nervous than the first time he had come into the hospital. The doctor’s office is a large, neatly arranged room with nice white blinds, a center table and chair for the doctor, and three extra chairs for visitors. On the left side is an artificial hibiscus flower, standing in its glory. The office had a nice fragrance other than the drug-lingering room he had been in before. It was chill