Sterling cooperative 12:30 pm Ellen's father had just arrived at the building. Ever since he received a call from Mr. Albert the previous day, he couldn't wait to meet the man who claimed to want to buy the company's largest stake for double the price. One of the many reasons why he wanted to give it off was because running the company was a lot more difficult than it had always been. As a financial institution, he was beginning to have issues with services, and was still facing some government and licence-related issues, most of which cost money to sort out. Selling out that stake will give the new owner overall access over the company's affairs, and if he or she is capable and influential enough, they'd sort out all problems faced by the company within a month or two. But it was difficult and almost impossible to get a buyer until Micheal came along. He didn't come for the company initially, but rather for his daughter Ellen, who at the time was already married to Oscar.
"Hello," Mr. Briggs, Ellen's father called the receptionist immediately, "Stop, Mr. Leo, from leaving the building, tell him to wait for me for a second, please" he instructed and quickly ran out of the office. Taking the elevator, he got to the ground floor in no time and met Leo interacting with the receptionist, so he hurried to meet up with him. "Me Loe," she called, and Leo turned to face him. "Yes? The receptionist just told me to hold on to that you wanted to see me?" Leo replied, whilst patiently waiting for him to answer. "Uhm... I just wanted to be sure..." Mr. Briggs stuttered. He wasn't quite sure how to pose the questions but had to start somewhere. "How well do you know Oscar?" He asked. "He is my boss?" Leo answered with a rather quizzical tone. "I mean aside from that? personally, what else do you know about him?" He asked, and Leo already knew what the old man was getting at. Before leaving Axel City, Oscar had told him that Briggs was his father-in-
"Why?" Amy asked, wondering why Oscar was suddenly so concerned. "It's important that I know, don't you think, I need to find him or at least get an answer as to what might have happened to him," Oscar replied, whilst keeping in mind that Amy might just be a suspect and her current reacting may have just proven him right. "I don't want you to involve yourselves in these matters, Oscar, concentrate on learning about the company while the detectives do their jobs." Amy tried to persuade him, but Oscar insisted for the last time. "Don't you want to know what happened to your husband?" He asked her and Amy sighed heavily, this wasn't a top she wished to discuss and hoped that Oscar would drop it soon. "I do," she replied half-heartedly, "But it's been two months, what are the chances that he is even still alive? Left to me, the case should be buried and forgotten... "Mom," Oscar exclaimed in shock. "What do you expect me to say, Oscar?" She asked, tears already gathering up
"That fool is after me!" John yelled and slammed his hand on the desk as though it was a cushion. "And that bothers you?" another man, seated across the desk in the dimly lit room asked. He had a cigarette in his right hand, and a mug full of alcohol on the table in front of him. He had no shirt on, as he enjoyed being massaged by the hired stripper running her hand all over his chest. "Does it bother me?" Jordan exclaimed in shock, "Of course, it bothers me, you moron! do you know who the Slytherins are?" "The Slytherins?" The man laughed, sucking from the cigarette and exhaling through his nostril. "The Slytherin's couldn't find their CEO for over two months now and you think they'll find you? ha! Even if try to do, Aiden Slytherin is on your side... "Aiden Slytherin my foot!" Jordan cut him off, kicking the chair that stood next to him, "Aiden Slytherin is nothing compared to their new CEO, that man is all-powerful! Aiden himself need my help to take him down but t
Everyone froze for a moment, even the fight stopped as they waited to see if they'd hear the sound again. This vicinity was located underground, in the basement of a good-looking building. The owner of this house was none other than Kabir, an Indian businessman who had moved into Axel City and bought a house, only to move out two months later to the United States for the same purpose he had come to West Arcadia in the first place. While leaving, he entrusted the property in the hands of a family member, Raj, but the young man did more than just take care of the building. The basements were his secret hideout and that of his men who dealt in drugs together. He lived alone but had lots of guests ranging from Jordan to Wades and a bunch of others, and for more than five years, they've been working together even though he always claimed to be the boss. As soon as Raj heard the sound on the door, his heart skipped a beat. He paused his fight with Wades and contemplated on whether
Get your hands off me!" Raj tried to push him off, but Tom's grip was metaphorically the same as a coconut crab. "And so if he lives here, then what?" Raj asked because there was no way he could convince them otherwise. Now he knew that the phone-like device that the agent was holding, tracked Jordan's phone down here. But how was that possible when Jordan's location was never turned on? "Where is he?" Tom asked, yelling at the top of his voice, while Raj appeared indifferent. "Look around, did you see him here?" He asked, giving Tom a second to look around the room. "Go ahead, search everywhere until you... "Shut up!" Tom silenced him with a punch across the face, before tossing him to the side of the room. If he wanted to get answers, he'd get them from the scared one, the stripper. The young lady almost died on the inside while Tom was yet to approach her, she almost screamed but placed her hand over her palm to stop herself. "You want to live huh?" Tom asked, withou
A.N [Sure you want to know how they got out of there, just hang on a little longer] ___ Sunday morning Harley's Hotel Axel City 9 a.m Ellen did not smile at anyone till today, after the experience at the Slytherin Empire building, she was left shocked and devastated. She thought about how much it would cost to swallow her pride, pick up the phone and call Oscar, but even if she did, what were the chances that he would pick up her call? As for Micheal, he was yet to receive the news that someone else had bought the stake that he wanted, he made all the calls that he could to see if there was anyone to help, but none could interfere with matters that concerned the Slytherin Empire. He didn't sleep at the hotel last night, and Ellen couldn't care less about his whereabouts, once she claims her father's company "or so she thought" she'll dump him and move on with her life without or without a man. But to even save her father's company, she needed to call Oscar to sort
"Oh!" Ellen exclaimed, "What's your plan exactly?" She inquired with a hint of curiosity on her face. "I just said it, we plan to invite him to a restaurant for a conversation without him knowing that he's coming to meet me... "And you think that's the best idea?" Ellen cut him off, unable to believe that a fully grown businessman could come up with such a plan without looking into the consequences. "It's not the best idea," Micheal replied before taking his seat on one of the sofas. "It's the only idea Because there is no way in this world that I am picking up my phone to call that loser." "I see," Ellen muttered, "Tricking the CEO who doesn't want to see you into meeting you is what you call an idea? oh lord!" She exclaimed, "Just pick up your phone and call Oscar, swallow your pride and save your company, to avoid trouble." "Now you are just saying nonsense," Micheal exclaimed as he stood up from the sofa and headed for the bedroom. "Don't say I didn't warn yo
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