Peter had finished addressing the few guests invited for the occasion at the company's multi-purpose hall. Dress in his three-piece suit and a hat. He stood on the podium and addressed the men he had invited for the auspicious occasion of his solar panel launch. Some of the products are displayed in front of the hall. Everything had been put in place with huge campaigns. The team members and engineers had done a great job picking out the design for the product. Kayla was sitting at the special table she shared with Peter and other prominent men. Jim was there, too. The elaborate party was set up with guests from far and near.“Your man is a smart one," Jim said to Kayla with a smile on his face. She nodded her agreement to him, and the other men laughed heartily.I hear you make crazy designs for company brands. Jim told her, I think I would need a new logo for my business. Kayla's eyes widened as she heard those words under the soft speech Peter was giving at the podium. She would
Peter had barely entered his home when he got a call from Tyler. He didn’t believe what Tyler had told him, and Tyler, on the other hand, refused to leave the scene until the police showed up.Peter panicked as he put the phone down.“You seem tensed. Is anything the matter? Kayla asked, trying to take off her clothes. She had had a great time at the party.I heard you scream from my room. Is there a problem, Peter Coleman?” she asked, addressing him by his government name.“I think I am trouble, Kayla,” he said, sighing heavily.“You should talk to me about it. Worrying isn’t to solve the problem either." She said she was scanning Peter’s face.“I just received a call from Tyler just a moment ago, and it isn’t good at all, Kayla,” Peter answered with pain in his voice. His tone was thick and cloudy.He looked up at her, his eyes red with anger and his bones vibrating.“What did he say?”“Something about an explosive; I didn’t quite get what he was saying, but from what I could deduce
In the large hospital corridor, thick thuds of boots slamming against the ceramic floor could be heard. Henry’s mom was just halfway from her son’s medical room when she met Dr. Briggs. With a soft smile on her face, she greeted him. “Dr. Briggs, how are you today?”“I’m fine, madam. Here to see Henry, I guess?” The doctor assumed, however, that he was right. Even though her son had not recovered from the hit, she is still happy that she has been able to bring the culprit to justice. Mia was still in her custody, and until she was able to find this so-called Peter, she would not rest. Meanwhile, Mia had forgotten to give her Peter’s full name.She sighed.“Your son will be fine; it’s just a matter of time and he will be back to normal," the doctor promised.“It's fine then; I still want to see if he can tell me a few things." She said she was still convinced in her heart that her son wasn’t mad. She had never experienced anything as such in her life. But then she keeps thinking about
CHAPTER 78The men left the hospital and headed straight to the place where they had held Mia for about forty-eight hours with nothing to it.Mia was lying on the floor on her back when she heard the boots clicking against the hard floor. She managed to turn, holding her dislocated hand in place. A foul smell emanated from her mouth and her body. She hasn't had a bath in two days, and her hair is a mess. She blew air from her mouth into her palm and smelled it.She gagged at her odor. Her eyes were afraid.The steps grow closer and closer, and on my feet, I jab the door open, falling to one side of the wall.“There you are, our smart lady." The leader of the gang hailed her. Mia scowled at him.“Well, I guess you’ve had a nice time with the insect in this damn room." His colleagues laughed at his dry joke.“Get me out of here." She ordered them this time. She had a sorrowful look in her eyes and didn’t know how to express her pain anymore. Her stomach was hurting, and her eyes were be
Peter paced his office back and forth with disappointment on his face. He had asked his workers to stay at home for a few days so they could rest from the incident. Tyler wasn’t hurt that much and has refused to stay home. Instead, he resumed work early in the morning as usual, and when Peter saw him come into his office, he was shocked. “I thought I asked you to stay home for a few days. What are you doing here?” Peter asked with a small frown, marring his features.“I asked you to stay home, Tyler; you shouldn’t be here at this moment.” He said that and checked the time on his wristwatch. “Seventeen minutes past seven o’clock? Who the hell shows up at work this early? Or do you have anything you are not telling me?” He raised his brows in speculation.“Sir, I can’t stay home when the company is in this critical stage. I am not as broken as you think. I can still do my job." Tyler countered. “And the injury on your hand?” Peter asked, looking at the plaster on Tyler’s hand. "C'mon
“Tyler, do you think we can get to the root of this?”Peter asked. He is sure the detective and his team would do a great job, but then something inside of him tells him the mission would be near impossible if he didn't involve himself in the search. “I think Mr. Reynolds knows his onions so well. You brought him, didn't you?” He flashes his boss a knowing look."Yes, sure, but do you think I got those names right? Victor could be innocent this time, you know. We were all at the inaugural conference together. If he had a hand in it, do you even think he would show up all dressed so nicely?”. Peter asked again. The thoughts running through his mind were just too much to ignore. He needed to talk to someone at the time, and Tyler was the only one who could understand his pain right now.“You should go to the factory and make a little inquiry about the boys hired to load the truck. Someone should have an idea." He said it coldly. “Also meet the accountant for compensation for your inj
A knock on Victor's door, and he finds himself creeping out to check who it was. He had had one of the best sleeps of his life since the chaos with his cousin. He grudgingly stormed out of his room, taking short, calculated steps on the stairs. He wasn't expecting anyone at all, so it bothers him who would be standing at his doorpost knocking in these early hours of the morning. “Who is it?” He called out the moment he was close to the door. He heard the voice say something, but the cook got the words right. He turned the knob and pulled it open. "Yes, how may I help you?" He spoke to the man standing in front of him. Victor scanned the man's face; he suspected he had seen him somewhere, but he just couldn't place a finger at the exact place he had seen the man.“Good morning, Mr. Victor Coleman. I am Detective Reynolds." He asked for his ID.Victor's mind skipped for a bit.“A detective in my house? How did you even know where I lived?" Victor was surprised at the sudden show-up
Mr. Reynolds knows something isn't right about the whole thing. He knows that Victor and his father have a lot of cockroaches in their cupboards. He smiled as he drove off from the mansion. He took up his phone and stared at it for a while. Then he stopped right at the traffic sign for a while, and when it turned green again, he picked up and moved quickly before taking the left turn towards the outskirts of the town. A region where the most influential people in the city lived. When he stopped at the front of the renewed mansion, he paused and marveled at the magnificent structure before him. Peter most definitely has good taste when it comes to construction and decor. This was just another piece of evidence, but the reason he still had Billy and his wife living in his house was something that bothered his mind so much.He pulled up to come out of the car when he caught someone running towards the back and shouting.“The devil has arrived." Reynolds shrugged and came out still. He
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