"I can see an opening down there, we must have found the entrance to the underground compartment, sir," One of the men on the site called Tom's attention and it took less than a minute for him to show up. "Hold on," He said and began walking down the stairs even though they hadn't cleared out all the sand and concrete. When he reached the end, he saw a pile of bricks, wood and metal parked in the corner of the room and he took that as evidence that someone was trapped down there and was possibly hoping to dig his way out. "Leo, are you there?" He asked, taping his earpods but did not receive any response, it appeared as though he suddenly lost signal when he got down here, making him question why the basement was built in the first place because it restricted network service. Rather than staying puzzled, Tom used his flashlight to look around the room and spotted an open door with the stairs leading downwards. He signalled some men to come along with him and together they des
When they pulled up at her friend's place, Dora thanked Oscar wholeheartedly before stepping out of the car, and after she did, she waved to him goodbye from the window, even though the tinted glass made it impossible to see her face. Oscar asked the driver to wait a second. he wanted to confirm that she went into the house so that if Dora's friend wasn't home, he could offer her another ride to a place where she wished to stay for the time being. While he waited, he called Tom and asked, "Where is Leo?" Oscar's prayer at the moment was for Leo to be alive, anything contrary was surely going to break his heart, but he heaved a sigh of relief when Tom said that he was back at the hotel. Oscar nodded his head and looked out the window again, to see Dora still knocking at the door, and he was quite delighted with the outcome because now he gets to spend a little bit more time with her, even though they said nothing to each other the whole time. Without hesitation, he got out of
"Oh, alright, I'm happy to hear that, so hopefully when I return to Wast Arcadia, she'll be awake." Oscar smiled, with the phone in his ear. The good news about his mother's response to treatment was something he longed for, and it has already made his day and got him thinking about going back. "Thank you so much doctor, and yes, I am fine, I wasn't injured during the incident, and please, just in case she's allowed to wake up before my return, don't let her hear about any of this." He appealed to the doctor and he agreed, of course, no one wants to burden the recovering woman with such a story. "Alright have a nice day," Oscar ended the call, and walked to the dining table where the maid had placed his tea along with a few slices of bread, and some fried eggs as he had requested. He sat down and began to scroll through the social network and the news about the collapsed hall was carried all over the Internet. He watched numerous gruesome videos, and genuinely couldn't believe
//Location: Currently unknown // A man was seated in his living room with his legs crossed, and another man sat on the couch next to him with his elbow on his knee and his fists holding up his chin. "We might need to give it a little bit more time sir, I can not confirm whether or not he lost his life in the incident, but I can assure you that there was no way that he could have escaped," said Miles, the same man who had shown up at the conference and has set a time on his watch. He stood before the man who had asked him to do the job, and the man seemed rather disappointed in him than satisfied. "And how long do I have to wait?" Asked the boss, "I didn't ask you to blow up the conference hall, did I? I specifically said that you should find the acting CEO of Slytherin Empire and end him, isn't that what I said." "We didn't have any clue, sir," Miles replied, "Was I supposed to tell you to find clues as well?" the boss yelled as he stood up immediately in a fit of rage, "
"And you think he likes you?" Bri asked with a smile written all over her face, she was probably more excited than Dora herself who seemed indifferent. "I'm assuming," Dora replied, "He looks like one of these secretes rich men, and if there's one thing I know about this set of people, is that they are mean and ruthless, I don't want to put myself in a sticky situation... plus, I'm still not certain that he likes me." "Girl," Bri exclaimed and threw herself on the bed where Dora lay, "Where is the Dora that said she'll go with any man she sees, rich poor, as long as she gets pregnant... "I never said that," Dora argued. "That was two days ago," Bri interjected with a smirk. "I know, but I didn't say it like that, I have had a change of heart okay, he's a nice man, he saved my life, he kept me company, that's good and fine, this is not a storybook world where we just magically fall in love and have a happy ever after." "You are overthinking," Bri said, taping her on t
"Oh, hey, I didn't expect to see you here," Oscar replied with an expression of surprise. "Yes, I came back here later when she got back from work, you already know my reason," she uttered immediately followed by a slight chuckle. "By the way, hope your friend is fine?" He asked and Dora raised a brow wondering what he meant by that. "She had gone to put off the cooker, hope the food didn't get toasted because of me?" "No, not at all," Dora replied before he could finish his statement. She could barely take her eye off him, because, unlike the other day, he was too charming, the car behind him was the same as yesterday, but what kept her puzzled the whole time was the pack in his hand. "Oh no," she thought, "Now he's buying me gifts, what for? what is that even? flowers, bracelets? sigh Dora, it may not even be for you so just shut up." "Are you free to go out? like for lunch?" Oscar's voice disrupted her train of thoughts. He had rehearsed this request so many times in
It was past midnight when Oscar got back to the Slytherin mansion, and he couldn't wait to hit the bed because despite how comfortable the first-class aeroplane might be, it would never beat the comfort of his king-sized mattress. He already had a lot planned for the next day, and as long as nothing ruined that for him, Oscar was more than excited to be back. "Welcome back, sir!" The voices of guards and maids welcomed him from all corners of the mansion, but he was too sleepy to respond. Before going to bed, he checked his phone to see if he got a text or at least a missed call from a strange number, which he wished was Dora but saw none. So much for taking his mind off her. He had a peaceful night's rest, but the same can not be said for the morning. Oscar woke up with the most insane headache, feeling as though his brain had swelled up so much and was on the brink of exploding by the second. At first, he blamed the lack of sleep and decided not to get out of bed for anoth
"I overheard the argument," came her mother's voice from behind the couch. Ellen quickly wiped off her tears and said, "It's nothing to worry about, why do you care so much anyway?" "Hmm," her mother sighed heavily before taking her seat on the same couch that her daughter lay on, "What is it this time?" She asked, but Ellen did not respond, she just kept her eyes fixed on the blank television screen as if no one was speaking to her. "You know, I've been thinking about this for a while, Oscar is going to do everything he possibly can to make sure we suffer worse than... than we put him through." she stuttered. "We?" Ellen asked her, "We did not do anything mom, it was all you, don't impose anything on me, you and Father are the cause of all of this." "I'm not blaming you, Ellen," she cut her off "I'm only saying that he will do anything possible to have his revenge in double fold." "What makes you think that I don't already know that he would do that?" Ellen asked