"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
"Are you okay lady?" one of the cops approached Ellen and helped her up to her feet. "Thank you," she uttered but was too stunned to even speak about her car that had just been taken right before her eyes. "Don't worry mam, we will get the car back to you in no time alright? we are on it," the cop tried to assure her, and at the same time another man, tall and muscular approached them from behind and asked. "Is the lady okay?" That voice sounded too familiar and Ellen quickly turned around to see who it was. Sure she had no idea who the man was, but she had seen him because he seemed to be with Oscar wherever he went. And Tom on the other hand recognised the lady in front of him, quite a coincidence that she was the one whose car was stolen. "It's you," he said to her, the fact that she was Oscar's ex-wife whom he now despised, doesn't mean he should be apathetic all at once, besides it was for Oscar to deal with not him. "Hi," Ellen mumbled, staring at him like she had
Later the same day, Oscar was visited by Stephen, the same spy who he had sent to investigate the mysteries concerning his father's disappearance. At first, Oscar only assumed that Stephen had come to see him after his return from travel, because he believed that one week was not enough to carry out the assignment, but turns out that he was wrong. "I'm sorry about your health sir, I believe that the trip must have taken a toll on your health," Stephen said, occupying the seat next to Oscar in the living room. "Thank you, Stephen," Oscar acknowledged, but he wasn't going to mention anything related to the incident at the hall. "I will just go straight to the point sir, so that you can get back to rest... "No, take your time," Oscar interjected, "I've been resting all day, so I'm all ears." "Okay, sir." Stephen nodded and cleared his throat. "I'll start with the day you gave me this assignment because I began my research that night." "I came across a bunch of articles as to ho
"I'm sorry, what do you mean?" Oscar asked in shock. "Well, he didn't give us any other information on that matter, and to be honest, there is nothing we haven't done to force him to speak up but he truly doesn't know where Aston Slytherin is hiding. The only thing he told us was that Aston did not want anyone else to investigate his disappearance, which was why after he disappeared, their unit offered to investigate without being called by the Slytherins. " "All the other detectives lost their lives and they did all of this to scare others so they would not take the job in case they were called, and they made up some pretty believable story just like the one that detectives had told you, just to make it seem like they were working towards finding the truth. He wasn't sure whether or not Aston himself funded this ordeal, but he most likely did, so the question now is, why would he? And where is he?" Stephen ended his narration with a long sigh and waited to hear what Oscar would s
6:43 pm The same day Oscar had gone alone with Leo and Tom to the hospital to see his mother, although he was ill, Oscar wanted to be there when she woke up. For some reason, he wanted to be the first person that she saw as soon as her eyes opened. When he got to the hospital, the doctor could barely express how excited he was to see Oscar alive, having survived that traumatic event in the Netherlands, he could not hold back his joy. When he took them to the ward, only Oscar was allowed inside, seeing his mother's face once again brought joy to his heart. Although she might not even be his biological mother, having to look at her and say that she was his mother was a big deal to Oscar because, for the past twenty-six years of his life, he had never experienced it. He drew near her and ran his finger down her cheek, seeing her breathing was such a good thing for him, because the poor lady could have lost her life if not for the intervention of that doctor, and this reminded him
Two days later, Amy was back in the Slytherin mansion, although not fully recovered she was well enough to stay home now. She was stunned to realize that Oscar had moved to the second mansion, leaving her with more questions than the ones she already had to ask. Oscar was willing to tell her everything and he did, answering every question she had without leaving any details behind, but as he had promised himself, he kept the truth about the conference to himself, this was something he would tell her later, not at the moment. To end their story time, Oscar told her that Ellen was coming to stay in the mansion, and there was not a single tale that took Amy by surprise as this one. Without context, he already believed that Oscar had made up with his ex-wife while she was asleep and now they were getting back together. "Why?" She asked, and sat to rest her head on the bed frame, she hoped that her assumptions were not true, and if they were, she couldn't wait to rebuke Oscar for ma
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