Monday 8:30 am Wade just walked into the Slytherin Empire feeling uneasy. After the incident at the basements, he couldn't help but feel that there were FBI everywhere constantly waiting to catch him. As for how they had escaped the FBI in the basement, he could only call it a miracle. They had overhead the FBI planning to check the whole room and panicked for a moment because they would be found in no time. The chamber was large enough to contain a king-sized bed with enough room for a sofa and a few other home appliances. But most of these spaces have been occupied by gadgets and machines used to prepare *** and bind them before smuggling within and out of the country. They knew that once the FBI found the door, they wouldn't hesitate to unlock it and they'd be busted, so each of them grabbed a gun and pointed at the door to prepare for the worst. "Where the fuck does this shaft lead?" Jordan asked looking up at a hole in the ceiling. From the looks of things, the the
3: 34 pm Wade made his way to the main building, he had intentionally not gone back there hoping that Oscar would have gone because until now, he had no idea that Oscar was the new CEO, not many people in the company had this information yet. "Hi," He walked up to the receptionist but met a different person this time because the shift for the first receptionist was over. "Yes, welcome sir, how may I help you?" She asked him. "Uhm, I just wanted to confirm if Mr. Oscar is still around, he visited earlier and wanted to see me, but I have been busy all day, so I couldn't meet him." "Yes, Mr. Oscar is still around," she replied and Wade sighed, that was a failed attempt. "That's a surprise." He uttered. "What do you mean?" The receptionist asked, curiosity written all over her face. "I thought he'd be gone by now, you know, most visitors just show up and in an hour or two they'll leave." He replied. "Huh?" The lady raised a brow, wondering what nonsense the young man bef
Wade was dumbfounded, seeing his wife's body would save him a lot, especially since it would be all the evidence he needed to show her family that he had nothing to do with her death. But at the same time, he couldn't bring himself to the FBI, it was like bringing the culprit to the court to testify that he wasn't a culprit when he could have easily gotten away with it. "When?" He asked after a few seconds of silence. "Sometime during the week, they'll have to schedule a date for you, but I won't go along with you though. I'm happy to make arrangements for your flight and accommodation but I can't go, I've got a business conference next two weeks that I need to prepare for." Oscar replied, feeling fulfilled that he had just helped someone who deserved it. "Oh," Wade uttered, "Thank you so much, I appreciate this, I'll inform her family member as soon as you confirm the date. Even if I can't go, they'll go and see for themselves that I am not lying." "Why would you not go
"We traced the receiver, as you called it, to another state on West Arcadia, and it is just so unrealistic to make a call from the middle of the woods, and dumped the phone there," Charles said and took out another phone from the box. "Unlike your father's phone, this one was reset completely to factory setting, wiping out all memory, picture and call history. We found the sim card not so far away from where we found the phone, and from what we saw, it was as if whoever used it tried to break it but it was too small to break all the way." Charles continued while showing off pictures that back up his claims. "We continued to search the area and found another body, wrapped in clothes and dumped. This gave us two sceneries. One, it could have been plotted by whoever owned the phone and Mr Aston to kill those people for a reason we are yet to discover. Two, Mr Aston and the body we found could have been the victims because both their phones were found at the scenes, one reset and the
Leaving the detective's office, Tom got a call from the Slytherin mansion, and as soon as he got the information, he turned to Oscar, "A lady is at the Slytherin mansion, and she insists on seeing you, or she won't leave." "Who is she?" Oscar asked, wondering who it was that needed his attention so desperately. "She refused to mention her name. According to him, she thinks you are inside the mansion but refusing to come out." "Oh lord, let this not be Ellen," Oscar sighed, He didn't want to imagine that the young lady was shameless enough to come to look for him at the Slytherin mansion, because she was already too shameless to make that call on Sunday which he found very irritating. "It might be, judging by her voice that I heard over the phone, she seems very desperate at this point," Tom added, and Oscar felt as if he had gotten himself into a real-life ad that he could not skip."I'll just get there and see for myself." He replied and sat back, waiting for the worse.Less
"I'm sorry if that came across to you as rude or offensive," Ellen quickly apologized, realizing that she may have gone about this the wrong way. "It did," Oscar retorted without hiding his true reaction towards her question. "What do you want?" He asked her, intending to make her go straight to the point rather than to beat around the bush for so long. With a long sigh, Ellen replied, "It's about the same thing I called you for yesterday." "Oscar, please hear me out," she pleaded upon notice that he ex husband was already fed up and was about to quit the conversation. "I am the one you are mad at, I know I am, and I am not here to beg you to take me back, but please, if you hold anything against anyone then it's me, not them." "What you are saying does not make any sense," Oscar took a sip of the wine, sat back, and crossed his legs. "You know that you are the only one who can save the Caribbean enterprise from this predicament, and I know that you don't want to ass
"That ended very quickly," Amy's voice drew Oscar's attention as soon as he walked into the house. She was seated next to the window where she had moved the curtain to the side and watched Oscar discuss with his ex-wife. "As it should," Oscar replied and joined her by the window where he looked out and saw Ellen sobbing on the table. "I'm not done with them yet." He added. "You know, if not that I had been in a marriage where I was mistreated by the family, I would have said that you should just let it go, but if there is one thing I learnt from the Slytherins, then it's that certain people need to be held accountable for their actions, and Ellen is one those," Amy explained without taking her eyes off the window. "You won't believe that she came to speak with me with a rather sassy attitude, but quickly switched to look pitiable after she saw that I wasn't giving in to nonsense." He uttered with a sigh, "Feeling entitled I see," Amy chuckled, looking away from the window to
Tuesday 5:00 a.m The occupants of the Slytherin mansion were pacing from one point to another, each one with a worried expression on their face, who could have guessed that such tragedy would hit the mansion before dawn? Oscar could barely remain calm, his whole body shook in horror and he was sweating all over from anxiety but no one was allowed into the room. Doctors and nurses troped in and out of the room at intervals and none of them answered his question. "We have the situation under control," they said, but Oscar saw bad news on their faces. He knew that something had happened to his mother that they were not telling him. Her scream was what woke him up, for her to scream so loudly to the point where he heard from his room was alarming because both their rooms were far apart from each other. Out of concern, sleep departed from his eyes and he got out of bed and out of the room, only to realise that he wasn't the only one to have heard Amy scream so loudly. Maids
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