“Now she is the deal. I want you and your family to help me bring him down. I can’t do this on my own; I need you and your entire family involved in it. I need my inheritance back as fast as possible, and the idiot stole my girlfriend too. He began to sob, then suddenly became serious again.“I want him out of my way; I want him dead; I want him crushed. I just want him out of my way for good."He said it angrily. Bill nodded his approval of the plan.“You can convince your daughter to track him into our trap, can you?”.'Yes, I can do that." Bill agreed without even thinking; all he wants is to be rich again and free from this stupid bondage of being a help to a boy old enough to be his son.“Fine then, I will let you go, but if you fail me, I will have your flesh ripped and fed to the birds".On hearing these dangerous threats, Bill goes on his knees and begins to beg.“Please spare my life; spare my family. I will make sure they all agree to the plan. I need my life back. I am tired
It’s been a couple of days since the incident. Peter was sitting in his office, exhausted from working the whole day. He took a deep breath and scanned the office. His eyes caught the picture of his dad hanging beautifully on the wall. He smiled and walked over to the portrait. He traced his finger on the old man’s face. Hi, my smile broadened. He shut his eyes and wished his father had stayed longer. He is happy his father was able to find him before he passed away.Just within a few months, his life had taken a new turn, leading to an unpredicted breakthrough. He has lived as a destitute man all his life with his mother, even though he has been told how she stole him away when his real mother passed away.Life has not been easy for him growing up, and so he is determined to grow so wealthy that his children and grandchildren will inherit his riches without fighting over any property like his Uncle Kennedy and his son Victor.The loud buzz from his phone made him turn in that direct
Angry and fuming, he left the restaurant.“How can that be good for nothing? Ask the management to take me, Victor Coleman, out of a restaurant that we raised from scratch. This has to be the strangest thing I have seen all day,” he thought in his heart as he drove back home.On his way home, a little traffic caused him to slow down a bit. He blared his horn at the vehicle directly in front of him. “The fuck out of my way, old lady," he yelled, and even though she could not hear him, he kept cursing and screaming to herself.He finally got his chance to speed away, and immediately he turned left. He heard the sirens humming after him. He peered through the rare mirror and sighed.“Damn bastards!” he mouthed before pulling over with his hands still on the steering and his legs still on the breaks.“Take your legs off the breaks," the instruction came from the vehicle behind him.“What the fuck is he saying?" he asked himself.“Get your legs off the brakes," the instruction came, and th
This was also the very first time Victor would be humiliated publicly. By the time he got home, he was sent to vent his anger on any domestic staff that showed up in his way. His chest swelled with anger over the humiliation he had just received a moment ago. He screeched into the front of his father’s mansion and pulled just a few minutes away from the building with his suit in his hand.A notification soon pops up on his phone. He squints his eyes and peers into the screen to read it.“I am not ready for all of right now,” he signed and locked his phone screen. He punched the doorbell, and in no time, the maid came running. From where he was standing, he could hear the light thuds on the floor as she approached. When she pulled the door, she came face-to-face with two dangerously looking pairs of eyes. She has always known Victor to be rude, and she has no choice but to greet him still because he is her boss.“You are welcome, sir." Margret greeted. Victor didn’t even bother to gi
In front of the Greene Group building, Kayla worked.Kayla had earned her reputation as a renowned businesswoman at Greene Group, the largest Jewish mall in the city. The family was known for its vastness in the Jewish business coupled with a decade of excellence. Their products were top-notch, and no other company in the city matched their energy when it came to delivering quality products.Not only was she charming, but she was extremely capable of handling the branch as the branch head. She had worked for this family for ten years with dedicated service and loyalty that she could pass on to her family.As she pulled into the parking lot, she spotted a familiar car at the end of the parking lot. She decided to pay no attention to it. She wasn’t going to let anything of minor importance disturb her peace this morning. She took out the brush and laid her hair flat, and when she was sure it was neat enough, she grabbed her bag and made her way out of the car. Just as she got out, she
The bang on Kayla’s door got her lifting her eyes from the system sitting before her on the desk. Kayla’s office held an ambience of a harmonious blend of professionalism and warmth. Streamlined chairs, designed for both comfort and functionality, dot the workspace, creating a seamless balance. On the wall, diverse picture frames were proudly displayed, capturing moments of achievement and shared experiences with stakeholders.On her left is a medium-sized counter built into the wall. It contained a lot of files and other official documents valid for her position.Whoever it was didn’t even wait for her to approve their intrusion.“Mr. Taylor Greene,” she called in shock. She stood in utmost bewilderment. Mr. Taylor never shows up at the store unless there is an emergency.She quickly got up from her seat with a smile on her face, but the smile quickly disappeared when she sensed Mr. Taylor wasn’t here to play.“Is there a problem, sir?” She asked, wiping her hand against her dress.“
Twenty-four hours was ample time to plan his movements, and he was not surprised when nothing went right. His arrival time was suitable: 11 a.m., Wednesday, June 10. Peter had hoped to park illegally in the wide parking space. He was ready to make trouble, but after a second thought, he changed his mind, as it would raise his social status, especially now that his bucket list of enemies piled up with each passing day. Greene Group is part of the companies he has huge shares in. From the records, his father had bought a large share of stock that was ten times the initial buying price.He is to have a meeting with their CEO in a few days, but since Mr. Taylor has decided to bite more than he can chew, it was best to pay him a cold visit.Peter pulled in, screeching his car's wheels hard against the tarred floor. A few other cars were parked. He was lucky to find a space besides one white SUV. He peered outside through his tinted glass. His Bentley stood out amongst all the other cars
The next morning, a man dressed in a well-tailored suit pulled in front of the Green Mall. He stepped out of his luxurious car and adjusted his suit collar briefly. With his suitcase in his hand, he worked directly into the building. Mr. Taylor had seen him through the transparent door even before he walked into the building.He knows his instinct never lies to him. Peter had threatened to get his lawyers involved in the matter before leaving yesterday, but he didn't think it would actually manifest until this strange, fine man walked into his mall with a briefcase."How—how may we help you, sir?" he stuttered. The order sales personnel had their eyes fixed on the man."You could be of help. In diverse ways," the man grinned at Taylor. —I'm Attorney George Clayson; I was sent here by Mr. Peter Coleman, and I bet you know him.".When the man heard him, he nodded. His instinct couldn't have failed him this time."Can we please talk privately... in my office?" he begged as he scanned the
Reynolds has his eyes on the records. He has checked all the files he printed out, but there was simply no name that matched Red's name. He wondered while sitting in his office alone. He has done all he could to make sure he wasn’t making any silly mistakes with the names.He paused, looked at the files for a while, and smiled. He knows that he will find what he is looking for. Just as he was about to scroll again, the door to the office creaked open. Cora was shocked to see him sitting behind his desk with his eyes wide open and focused on the door.“Hey Detective Reynolds! What are you doing here at this time? It’s the weekend, and you should be home." She said this to him as she walked into the room.“Well, I know it’s the weekend, but I have got so much work today before next week. Remember, the case with the Colemans is a very crucial one, and that is why I put you in my eyes to see the places I can’t see. “I see!” Cora exclaimed as she took her seat on the desk.“What’s your fi
Victor said this on his couch in his living room, wiping off the blood from his nose. The hospital seems to know him for always getting into fights, so he was not going to waste his time answering any questions or even driving down. The blood from his nose has increased incredibly, so he picked up his phone and called his personal doctor to come over. In less than thirty minutes, the doctor had pulled up outside the house.“You sounded really urgent over the phone." Dr. Kylian said as he hurried into the house.“I'm bleeding, doctor. I want to call if it isn't urgent." Victor answered. “I see,” the doctor replied, placing his first-aid box on the table.“You got into a fight again. Typical of you”. He teased and laughed.“The bastard always has a way of showing up here to fight me, and I am not going to let him beat me up all the time.”.‘Don't you think it's time you let him have his peace? You have done more harm than good around that man." Dr. Kylian said.‘Stay out of my family
“Talk to me, Victor." She pressured him to speak, and then he finally spoke by asking her the question that had been bothering his heart for almost two hours.“Do you love Victor?” “What? How dare you ask me if I love that goat? Peter, I am wearing your engagement ring, and I am carrying your child. How. Can you degrade me to that lebel? Is that how you see me? Is this what you think of me? Kayla was broken by his question. She looked at him and let tears well up in her eyes.“I saw the pictures of the two of you standing at a close range like lovers,” Peter lied.“A picture? Show it to me and tell me about the idiot who took the picture. This is a setup, and you want to believe it after all we have been through together?”. She asked in disappointment.“So are you going to tell me what happened today after the ice cream shop?”.“Ice cream shop? Wait a minute. Are you stalking me?”“Someone saw you, Kayla, so this is what you do behind my back?”. Really.Okay, Peter, now you are going
Peter sat in his office thinking about what he would do, and just then his alarm reminder for the meeting ahead came beeping. He turned his eyes to the phone and saw the notification. He grabbed his phone and got up. Just as he was about to leave the office for the conference room, Tyler came in to carry the laptop. Peter was already disheartened by the pictures and interpretations. He didn’t say much. He didn’t know what to do, but he was sure he would do something to protect his woman from Victor..He went to the meeting, and when everything was finalized, he got up from the chair, shook the men, and went back to his office."Boss, is everything alright?” Tyler asked as he had noticed his boss’s change of demeanor before the meeting commenced.“Sir, you look bothered. Is there a problem? Is everything fine at home, boss?” Tyler asked as she raced behind his boss, who had increased his walking pace. Tyler could sense that Peter was angry, and so he tried his best to sort out whateve
Victor walked away in shame while Kayla and Nurse Betty drove off. The Camry waited for a while after Victor’s car moved before driving off. “Hello Rey. We got your man trying to bully a lady but I think someone fought him off already”. Cora spoke the moment Reynolds came on the phone.“Oh! Great. You got some pictures?”“Sure. What I am doing as a detective if not providing pictorial evidence?“Great job Cora, you can drop the photos on my desk. I shall check them as soon I get to the office.“Alright boss’. Cora answered and drove off with her teammate.In about two hours Reynolds reported straight to Peter’s office. The heavy knock on the door made Peter raise his eyes from the computer he had been focused on for the past three hours.“Detective Rey, it’s so good to see you again, it’s been like a week already is it?’ Peter spoke with happiness in his tone.“Mr. Coleman is good to see you again” Detective Reynolds spoke. The two men shook hands and then the Detective sat down.“Wh
Kayla has been living her sweet life in her apartment by herself. And since Peter isn’t in total support of it, he tells nurse Betty to go live with her to monitor her resting and eating habits so it doesn’t affect the baby as the doctor had said. Kayla knows that if she agrees to Peter's options, she will be a wife in less than twenty-four hours, and that’s exactly what she doesn’t want. After all, she could still have her baby and live a peaceful life without Peter in it, but that’s not what she wants for her baby; she just wants a father and a friend whom he or she could play with.She enjoyed her childhood with her parents, especially her father, Ethan, who gave her almost everything she ever wanted in life. Kayla knows that if her father had more to offer her, he would go out of his way to get it. She lay on the bed and checked her time. Since her boss had decided to give her a day off work, she wasn’t going to misuse the opportunity. Today was also her antenatal day, and the ma
“I will be leaving in a few days,” Reynolds said to Pablo, who was busy picking pebbles and throwing them into the water.“In a few days? That’s quick?” Pablo responded sharply. He had only been in Reynolds Company for a few days, and he was beginning to blend in with his vibes so much.“And when do you plan to return?” Pablo asked like a woman whose husband was going on a war trip.“I do not know. But I am sure I will visit this part of town sometime soon.” There was a little silence between them for a while before Reynolds spoke again. “I wonder why he brought the factory this far; his father knows better. What could he possibly do after inheriting this space from his father?" They both chuckled at Reynolds' thought.“I hope you find what you seek, detective.”“You are the only one who knows about my mission here, and I know that we have had a good deal. Keep to your side of the bargain, and I shall keep to every word I said to you the previous night and now. He checked the smartwa
Reynolds got to his shabby apartment and spent the night. Now that Pablo had seen his real face, it was going to be a little bit difficult to be free around him with that mask on, but he had to do it after all. He took off the mask and lay on his bed while his heart raced through his home, wondering if his items were safe in the house.”I guess I have to call Richards to go help me check what’s going on with the house, or if someone has boggled it. He has his most valuable things there. He took a deep breath, rummaged his phone on the side of the bed, and called Richard's number. Richard answered the call with a cracked voice.“You must have been sleeping. I am so sorry for waking you up.”“No, it's fine,” the voice said at the end of the call.“Well, I want you to help check on my home to see if everything is still intact. I bet you still have my spare keys with you." He asked“Yes sir. I still do." Richard answered as best he could. After he finished with the call, he put the phone
After a quick shower, Reynolds rushed off to the playground, where the others had been waiting for him to come and play the game. The moment he showed up, the crowd began to cheer for the victory of the previous day."Oh, my good friend is here, and today I shall teach him the ways of the old when it comes to chess.”“Be mindful of what you wish for, my dear friend," Reynolds spoke, his fake white beards dangling from side to side. They played the game for very long hours as no one of them was willing to quit for the other, and then at the last minute, Reynolds won again.This time, Pablo had put his one hundred dollars into a bet. Reynolds laughed hard and patted him on the shoulder. Pablo shook his hand off with all his strength and then fell back into heavy laughter."Man, you are a monster. Now I can believe that you are a lord when it comes to the game of chess. I will hand over the crown to you for as long as you are here." He told Reynolds, who was busy taking his drink. Reynol