As tension crackled in the air, Calvin's resolve remained steadfast, his voice cutting through the chaos with a commanding edge. "Let's put your skills to the test," he challenged, his demeanor exuding confidence as he braced himself for the impending confrontation.With a sudden surge of aggression, the assailants lunged at Calvin with knives drawn, their movements fueled by malice and intent. Yet Calvin, fueled by determination and honed reflexes, met their onslaught with a seamless blend of speed and precision. In a flurry of motion, he deftly disarmed each attacker, swiftly neutralizing the threat they posed and leaving them scrambling in defeat.“Damn it! Run!” one of them cried.The would-be assailants, their bravado shattered, hastily retreated into the shadows, their footsteps echoing into the night as they slunk away.Turning his attention to the woman, Calvin's concern was palpable as he approached her with a reassuring presence. "Are you alright?" he asked, his voice tinged
Calvin stood on the bustling sidewalk, his gaze scanning the rows of vehicles passing by until he spotted an available taxi. Raising his hand, he signaled for the cab to stop, its yellow exterior gleaming under the city lights. As the vehicle pulled up to the curb, Calvin opened the door and slid into the backseat, greeted by the familiar scent of leather and air freshener."Where to, sir?" the driver inquired, his voice tinged with a hint of curiosity as he adjusted the rearview mirror to catch Calvin's reflection.Calvin glanced at the driver through the partition, offering a polite smile. "To the suit boutique downtown, please," he replied, his tone decisive yet courteous."Are you sure? Those stores are hell expensive," the driver looked at Calvin with doubt.“Just drive me there,” Calvin said.“Alright then,” the taxi driver answered.Calvin nodded in agreement, settling back into the seat as the cityscape whizzed by outside the window. The rhythmic hum of the engine provided a s
As Noven's patience dwindled, his frustration with Calvin's defiance bubbled to the surface, manifesting in his threatening tone. "Leave right now! Or I’ll kick you out," he barked, his voice laced with irritation and impatience, his eyes flashing with annoyance.Just as the tension between Noven and Calvin reached its peak, the gentle chime of the doorbell heralded the arrival of a new customer. Nancy's entrance into the store was like a breath of fresh air, her poised demeanor contrasting sharply with the charged atmosphere. Her keen eyes swept across the lavish boutique, momentarily pausing on Calvin before fixing on Noven with a furrowed brow."You! Why are you here? Why is this rude person here in this upscale boutique?" Nancy's voice dripped with disdain as she directed her pointed questions at Noven, her displeasure evident in her piercing gaze.Noven's demeanor underwent a sudden transformation in the presence of the new arrival, his hostility melting away to be replaced by a
After Nancy's departure, Calvin proceeded to browse the store, selecting all the items he needed and paying for them with his black card. He carefully chose a variety of outfits, ensuring each piece reflected his impeccable taste and style. Additionally, he picked out some exquisite jewelry as a special gift for Lizzie, knowing she would appreciate the gesture.“Please wrap those jeweleries because I want to give it to someone as a gift,” Calvin said.“Of course, Sir,” Noven said.As he finalized his purchases, Calvin couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction. Despite the initial confrontation, he had emerged victorious, asserting his presence and refusing to be intimidated. With his shopping completed, Calvin realized he couldn't take everything back to his current apartment, knowing it wasn't safe. There are so many shopping bags and boxes. It will not only draws attentions, but also will not be fit into his room.“Is there anything else we can help you with, Sir?” Noven asked
Calvin strode down the sidewalk, his pace quickening as he spotted Lizzie sitting forlornly on a nearby bench, her head bowed in dejection. As he drew closer, he could see the anguish etched upon her face, her eyes glistening with unshed tears."Lizzie," Calvin's voice was soft but filled with concern as he approached his sister, "are you okay?"Without preamble, Lizzie launched into her account, her words tumbling out in a rush of frustration. She recounted how she had been unceremoniously ejected from the real estate office, pointing towards the building behind her as she spoke."They told me to leave," Lizzie's voice trembled with indignation, "just because I don't fit their idea of who belongs here."Calvin's jaw clenched with anger at the injustice of it all. "You have every right to be here, Lizzie," he assured her firmly, his voice unwavering. "Let's go back inside and sort this out."With firm resolve guiding his every step, Calvin ushered Lizzie back into the real estate offi
Undeterred by Theresa's threats, Calvin stood his ground, his mind racing as he searched for a way out of the predicament. "This office is literally empty. It's just me and my sister here, trying to find an apartment, and even that hasn't been handled properly. That reflects poorly on you as the manager," he retorted, his words cutting through the tension like a knife.Theresa's face contorted with rage at Calvin's accusation, her eyes flashing with fury as she bristled at his insinuation."How dare you speak to me like that! You and your sister are nothing but a waste of my time," she spat, her voice dripping with contempt.Calvin remained unruffled by Theresa's outburst, his expression determined as he reached for his phone, his fingers deftly dialing a number.“Calvin, we better leave now,” Lizzie said, barely above a whisper.“Stay calm, Lizzie. I know what I am doing,” he said.Theresa's sneer only deepened as Calvin persisted with his call, her patience wearing thin with each pa
Caroline's commanding presence filled the room as she addressed Theresa directly, her voice cutting through the tension like a blade. "Of course, I know Mr. Calvin Hudson, Theresa. This man saved my life. Have you made him feel uncomfortable?" she demanded, her tone tinged with disappointment and reproach.Theresa's composure shattered like glass, her hands visibly trembling as she struggled to form coherent words. "I-I... I'm deeply sorry. I had no idea... I didn't know this man was truly acquainted with you, Mrs. Turner," she stuttered, her voice quivering with genuine remorse and embarrassment.Caroline's expression softened slightly as she regarded Theresa with a mixture of empathy and disappointment. "You owe Mr. Hudson an apology, Theresa. Not to me," she stated firmly, her words carrying weight as she emphasized the gravity of Theresa's actions and the importance of accountability.“M-Mister Hudson…” Theresa began, her voice faltering under the weight of Calvin's stern gaze and
Calvin's heart raced as he rushed through the lobby of the hotel. The faint scent of cologne wafted around him, a reminder of his efforts to present himself impeccably for the evening ahead.Upon reaching his room, Calvin wasted no time in shedding his previous attire, the fabric pooling at his feet as he stepped into the spacious bathroom. The sound of cascading water filled the room as he adjusted the temperature to his liking, relishing the sensation of the refreshing shower washing away the remnants of the day.Emerging from the shower, Calvin's reflection in the mirror revealed a man transformed, his features sharp and defined, accentuated by the tailored lines of the suit that now adorned his frame. With a satisfied nod, he reached for his wristwatch, the sleek design gleaming under the soft glow of the bathroom lights. Time was of the essence, and Calvin knew he had to make haste.As Calvin stepped out of the hotel and into the waiting taxi, the city lights glittered like a sea