The situation was rather toxic at the station even before Oscar got there, the lady in question, also known as Jade Atkinson was arrested, yet proved to be a stubborn criminal to handle. From her violent nature to her deceitful words, the cops knew very well that she was a special candidate. Jade who thought that her plan was full proof couldn't believe that she has been arrested, and brought to the station. As a hand-cuff was used to secure her hand at the back, she was forced to step out of the police van, to which she refused. Every attempt to speak to her was futile, so there was no need to be gentle with her. The cop pushed her forward even though she resisted, and constantly hit her on the back to keep moving when she stopped, the sinister smile on Jade's face the whole time was both scary and disgusting to look at. "Move!" She was ordered, and a walk to the counter which ought to take less than one munite took five. She was locked up in the police cell where she stayed
"Thank you, officer, please do and I should get back to you as soon as I am done with this one," the detective replied, dismissing the officer immediately. "Hmm," He sighed, "Jordan sent you too, so you are one of the many people he hires to do his dirty job without revealing who the master is." "Even if I told you who it was, you would not believe me," Jade replied and used her lip to clean out the blood from a cut on her lip. She also used her shoulder to wipe off the blood that trailed down her nostril. "Just say it, it's the name I want to hear, why does it matter whether or not I believe you, I have to investigate afterwards." "It is Aiden," Jade interjected with a straight face before the detective could finish his words. "Aiden," He mumbled and sat down, "What more do you know about Aiden? his surname the nature of his job." "All I know is that his name is Aiden, and he is a brother-in-law to Amy, so then his surname must be Slytherin," Jade replied, her breath was get
Far off from the bustling Axel City, where wealth and power thrive, lies a lowly desolate community of barely one thousand people whose lives depend solely on how much they can find. Driving into this place was like driving into a scene after an apocalypse, the buildings were not exactly what a person would call a home, rather bits of metals patched together with one on top as a roof. Most of which wasn't even large enough to contain a family of two people. The streets were covered in fifth, old papers, sweet wraps, rags, and dead animals. Stinking drainage and whatnot? it's just sad that there are people who call this place home. "Why does he live here?" Oscar wondered again as they drove past the street. Thanks to the kind of car they drove, all attention was drawn to them, people standing in awe, some in envy while others stared with sheer hatred for the rich people who lived in the same city but did not care about them. Looking out the window, Oscar could see a few abandon
"This was expected sir," Tom said, "Let it not surprise you, I already told you sir that they hate rich people, kids are no exception because it was taught to them that rich men are the reason why their life is the way it is. We can continue, since Wades Street is not so far away from here." Tom concluded and began walking back to the car. It took Oscar a few seconds to take his eyes off the boy, mostly because it reminded him of his younger days in the orphanage where there was barely enough to eat for everyone and poor medical support. He recalled how he was constantly bullied for his poor stature, wounded and unable to fight back. Unfortunately, he had no choice but to accept the ingratitude and move on, after all, Wade was the reason he came here in the first place. Now he knows, and can visit here a lot more often, "These people need help," He mumbled as he got back into the car. He took off his suit jacket which was stained by the boy's blood and dirt, leaving him in hi
Outside the gate. Tom called the attention of one of those men who had been around watching them, and a young man, in his early twenties walked up to them...His gaze upon Tom was suspicious, but this was no surprise considering that they were holding lots of guns. "Hey man, what's up?" Tom asked, intending to keep the dialogue simple and his tone a little less threatening. "I'm okay," The man replied to which Tom nodded and proceeded to ask his next question. "Do you have any idea who lives here?" He asked, and the man nodded. "Yes," He said, "Wade Sylvester, he is very popular here." "Oh, how come?" Tom inquired, the more information he acquired, the better. "He goes out, and brings back a lot of things for us here, food, clothes, and many other things he was more like our hero or so to say." The man explained the look on his face gave away how much Wade's absence must have affected them. "What happened to him?" Oscar finally asked the question that had been on his m
7 a.m Axel City Saturday It had been three days since they had gone to the ghetto in search of Wade, yet the young man was nowhere to be found, and he didn't report to work throughout the rest of the week. All police units that were contacted claimed not to have him in their custody, leaving Oscar concerned. However, that is not the only thing that has been giving him concerns lately, the doctor had told him that Amy wasn't showing signs of recovery. He went to see her every day and spent hours in the ward with his mother hoping and praying that she would survive. The search for Jordan Henstridge remains mysterious, as though they were looking for a person who did not exist, and Oscar was no longer settled with all this. Jade was reported to have died the following day due to severe lung and liver damage due to her continuous drug intake. And as for Raj and the other two who had been arrested, they remained in custody, with Raj at the verge of going to jail because even
Aiden watched as tons of cops tropped into the Slytherin mansion as if they had come out of thin air, along with them was the lawyer, who so far has not revealed herself to anyone outside Oscar and will not until the time is due. Those bodyguards who have come along with Aiden were immediately alerted, they abandoned their searches and clouded their master like a protective shield, each one raising their guns as a defense mechanism. One of them quickly grabbed onto Oscar, and pointed a gun directly at his head, while signaling the cops to stay back. Tom being agitated wanted to hurry up to his master, but the police chief tapped his hand, signaling him to stay put and not make matters worse. "A setup up huh?" Aiden asked, he lowered his head and chuckled mockingly. "Mr. Aiden Slytherin," the police chief tried to close the distance between them, "You are under arrest, on charges of attempted murder and financial embezzlement. You have the right to remain silent, or whatever
It felt like a military war zone down there, but without the sound of a single gunshot. There were mostly physical combats and furniture damage. The cops were doing all that they could to keep these men at bay, whilst trying not to break anything, but that was far from reality. These men used all that they could lay their hands on as weapons, especially since most of their guns had been seized or knocked out of their hands. Aiden attempted to hide from the chaos but sat underneath the staircase, unaware that he was the first person Tom noticed as soon as he got down the stairs. Looking behind him, Tom almost chuckled at the coward who had come along with an army to fight them. At first, he wanted to assist the cops since they were not so large but then realised that if he had their leader, then they would compose themselves so that his life would be spared. "Hey!" Tom waved at Aiden, startling the old man to a point where he almost fell to the ground. "I used to respect you so mu
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