"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
As he walked into the Slytherin mansion, Nigel couldn't believe his eyes, it looked as if they lived on an entirely different planet because their home was just grand both inside and out. For a moment, he wished to become a member of the family, just so he could visit the mansion every day or even live there. But his admiration of the mansion was cut short when the voice of a young man called his attention from behind. "Please sit down," He said and Nigel nodded before taking his seat on the sofa, waiting for them to attend to him as soon as they could. Mark came to him in less than five minutes and he submitted the papers. Mark signed on to other blank spaces and spent a lot of time reviewing the information on the documents. It has a lot to do with Nigel's contributions to the company handed down directly from the managing director at the London branch, and it was meant to help Mark determine what kind of promotion Nigel was to be given. After accessing the information, which
Inside the elevator he took a deep breath and waited until he got to the sixth floor. He stepped out and walked his way down the last office and knocked gently on the door. “Come in,” Aston's voice responded from the inside, and without further ado, Nigel walked into the office and met the CEO of the Slytherin Empire staring at a picture on his phone. The expression on his farces was somewhat disturbing, like he had just seen a dead body or a gruesome sight from a crime scene. Looking at him again, anyone could think he was irritated, but Nigel would rather not ask him any questions since it had nothing to do with him, but at the same time he hoped he wasn't being too insensitive. “Good afternoon sir,” He greeted Aston and the CEO lifted his head from the phone and replied “Yes, sit down,” His gaze returned to the screen, and this time, Nigel couldn't hold back his curiosity. “Hope I didn't come in at the wrong time?” “Huh?” Aston raised a brow, clearly he was distracted, bu
They picked up Nigel not so far away a headed fod a garden far-off into the city. The drive was rather peaceful, no one said a word to each other, not even Oscar. The lively moments between mother and son ended and now the depressing moment carried on until they got to the reserved park. Once they got into the park, there were several suits and exclusive restaurants scattered across the land mass, and with the help of Tom, they got a reservation at the best sitting area. It was situated inside the hotel at the park, designed for the elites. As the walked in, drinks were already set on their table, with clean glasses for them to drink with. As they sat down, a waiter approached them to take their orders, and in this place, whatever food was ordered will be cooked and served fresh, and just to make it more exciting and luxurious, the customer were given the exclusive menu, consisting of the most exotic dishes from across the world. The menu was a large book, having pictures of
Oscar did not just take Amy out of the room but out of the mansion, she made her get into the car and for the first time in a long while, Oscar was going to drive into the street alone. But Tom having spotted them from afar, signalled other bodyguards and immediately followed them from behind, whilst maintaining a good distance. Neither Oscar nor his mother said a word while they were together, he knew the emotional tumult, he knew that her heart was broken, shattered to pieces. He knew that she wanted to strangle Aston to death and he didn't blame her for feeling that way. Aston was a dubious man, nothing about him was good maybe the fact that he founded the Slytherin Empire. The tales he's heard of this man from Stephen are not ones of he was willing to share just yet, but even though it was not part of their plans, Oscar felt that it was time to introduce his mother to Nigel. Stephen had introduced Nigel to him and had told him how far they had gone in their research befor
She paced back and forth in the room and both Oscar and Leo watched her without saying a word, she was in a very bad state, and if only Oscar would let her, No was willing to run out of the room to make trouble with her husband. For a woman in her mid-fifties, Amy was quite strong, she knew how to get what she wanted and would go to any length to get it, but with Oscar pleading with her to stay calm and keep the door locked, she has no choice but to inhaled and exhale repeatedly until she was a little bit calm.Suddenly a knock was heard on the door, looking through the peephole, Oscar sighed in frustration, it was none other than the man whose presence had ruined their whole day.He opened the door to let him in, and as if Amy knew he was the one, she threw a pillow at him, one after the other until Oscar came in between them and stopped the pillows from hitting Oscar. He also approached Amy and tried to stop her once again. "What a way to welcome me, Amy," Aston scoffed, staring a
“I see that we already know each other,” Aston smirked, his eyes staring into the eyes of the young man who was supposed to be his son. How quick they were to conclude, how swift they were to make him the CEO in his absence without even knowing whether or not they were related.The striking resemblance was too much to go unnoticed, but most people will argue that it's possible because people look alike in the world and this could just be a sheer coincidence.“Yes, so it seems,” Oscar nodded his head in agreement,“And from what I know, you went missing three months ago, it's good to see you back,” Oscar said and didn't let go of Amy, the lady fuming with anger and Oscar could feel it build up with each passing second. “Well yes, I have been away for a long time,” Aston uttered nonchalantly, and stole a glance at Amy, “And oh, before I forget,” He added and turned around to face Miles.“This is my son, Miles Slytherin,” He said, leaving everyone's jaws to drop to their feet. Amy's re
Within three days, the drama had subsided, all the Slytherin Empire companies were back to resume operations, and as easy as it may seem it was truly hell for all of them, both CEO and those under him. When Oscar returned to the mansion, Amy had already hosted a party to welcome him, inviting a lot of people to the Slytherin mansion, both within and outside the Slytherin Empire The celebration was grand, and Oscar was delighted to have come back to such a gathering, and he appreciated all those who came to celebrate with him. As for William Hudsons, he had confirmed by himself that Micheal was alive after he noticed that the detectives knew the truth. He tried to conceal it but only went into more trouble with the authorities. He was arrested under several charges, and his company was suspended. Micheal's son was also arrested for conspiracy, and as if that was not enough, most of their assets were confiscated, including their homes and land across west Arcadia. The case ended
“Why do you think so?” Oscar inquired, even believed that Micheal was dead, the evidence was so clear even though Micheal's pictures were not shown. “Think about it sir,” Leo replied, “Mr William Hudsons did not say a word about his son's death until two days after the supposed incident that caused him to lose his life, and while many people think he was grieving, I don't think so.” He came out two days later and claimed that the Slytherins had killed his son, and it had been four days now since the incident and Micheal is yet to be buried, what's causing the delay.” “He didn't see the need to publicize his son's funeral?” Oscar replied but in such a way that it seemed like he was also asking a question. “I thought of that, but Mr Williams is not known for keeping quiet, he announces everything very quickly. Take when he lost his mother for example, the funeral took place two days after, and there was a full life coverage broadcasted on the news, so what makes Micheal different?”
Days turned to night and things were not going well with the Slytherin nor with the Caribbean enterprise, the company clash became a more brutal war, especially after the death of Micheal Hudson. Without any logical evidence, Williams concluded that the Slytherins had everything to do with the death of his son and no one could tell him otherwise. He went as far as suing the Slytherins for murder, but as powerful as the Slytherins were, proper investigations needed to be carried out before the arrest. And in this case, the Slytherin Empire had the upper hand and no action was taken. Oscar was already sick and tired of the travels. Within the past week, he has visited five top political officials, people he never thought he'd meet in his lifetime. He spent more money than he had ever spent all his life, trying to solve the problem at hand, leaving the Slytherin experts to deal with William Hudson, but the suspension was yet to be reconsidered and he never thought it was going to be