Chapter 132 Luke Winston had just ended a meeting with the staff when his personal assistant walked up to him with his iPad. He whispered a few words to him before handing the device over. It wasn't long that Luke's neutral face became masked with worry as he bit his bottom lips. "Get my driver." He said almost in a whisper. Unable to hear his boss' instruction, his personal assistant leaned close hoping he would repeat his words. "What are you still doing here?" Luke barked. "I didn't get what you said earlier." He replied, head bent to avoid getting hit. "Go get the driver." He yelled "You heard me now, right?"With his personal assistant out of the room he grabbed the closest chair nearby then threw it against the wall. Still fuming, he began to pace around the room, kicking everything out of the way as he muttered incoherent words to himself. "The car is ready." His personal assistant announced and without wasting time, Luke dashed out of the room. "Take me to the station.
Raymond's joy knew no bounds. Not only did he hit his main target, he got Winston's accomplice behind bars too. Two days after the arrest, Dennis informed him about Winston's wish to see him. He declined the invitation but when Dennis wouldn't stop pestering him, he obliged. When he arrived at the station that afternoon, Dennis was already in the garage to receive him and together, they made their way into the station. "What's he saying?" Raymond asked. They were heading to the interrogation room where Winston was still held hostage. "He's pleading the fifth and all of a sudden, he requested to see you." Immediately Raymond stepped into the room, Winston rose then sent a slap across his face. "How do you feel?" He scoffed. "What was that for?" "I know exactly how you feel. You weren't expecting it and it hurts, right? That's exactly how I felt when you sent the cops to arrest me at the airport. Sending this message to you via text wasn't a hard thing to do but I invited you he
Instead of correcting him, Niko and Adam burst into a mocking laughter and at that instant Tony's grin disappeared and was replaced with a frown. Ignoring his change in facial expression, the duo continued to laugh until their sides ached. "What mischief are you both up to now?" Tony asked, glaring at them. "You aren't speaking to a guest, rather, you are speaking with the CEO's wife." Niko said. "Really? My bad, my bad." He chuckled lightly though still embarrassed that he had mistaken her for a guest. "Nice to meet you Mrs. Winston." He said, stretching his hand towards her. "Nice to meet you too." Julia replied with a little smile. She was feeling uncomfortable. It had been a while since Raymond left the table and he was yet to return.Sbe had looked around the conference hall but he was nowhere to be found. "Never knew the CEO is married, not to any girl but to a pretty one." Tony smirked. "Are you trying to flirt with the CEO's wife? If you are not careful, I will sue yo
Jason stepped out of his car then banged the door shut with all his might. Swinging his briefcase in between his fingers, he began to head towards the building in front of him — Riverside Correctional center. Winston had called him to visit him at Riverside Correctional Center where he was moved to. Because of his influence, he had room to himself, ate whatever he liked, did whatever he wanted, in fact he was doing everything like a free man. The only difference was he wasn't allowed to step out of the building. "I'm here to see John Winston, number 1284." Jason said. He was speaking to the guard at the desk. "Here, sign this." The guard replied, pushing a ledger towards him. After signing, the guard led him to an empty room instead of the booth and moments later, Winston joined him. "How are you holding up? You don't look like a prisoner." Jason chuckled, pulling his laptop to himself. Ignoring his sarcastic statement, Winston took his seat, crossing his legs and arms across his
Smiling at the scowl on Niko's face, Raymond excused himself so he would pick up his suit which he had left in his office. Unknowingly to him, Adam, who had seen the way he was acting decided to trail after him. He didn't announce his presence until Raymond stepped out of his office with his suit and car key. Without a word to him, he snatched the key from his hand. "What…""I will drive." He snapped. "I said I'm fine. Doing this will make Julia suspicious." Raymond said, trying to take the key away from him. "You are crazy. Just because you don't want her to find out the symptoms are back you want to risk your life by driving all the way home. I won't let that happen." "Fine, you won." Raymond said with his hands above his head, accepting his defeat. "As always. After taking your drugs, make sure you go straight to bed. Don't involve yourself in any activity." "Sure." He smirked, tucking his hand into his pocket while he used the other to grip his suit. They were on their way
"Niko come on." She cried as she shook Raymond's motionless body. "Ma'am stop it." A strange voice yelled. "Over here." The person said. His words were followed by running feets. With her mouth slightly opened, she watched as the paramedics raised him from the floor then placed him on the stretcher. "Hurry, he has lost a lot of blood already." The first man yelled at his team. Just as he was about to make a u-turn, Julia grabbed his hand and with her gaze fixed on the blood filled floor, she asked, "Is he going to die?" "He won't. Be positive." He said, "Please excuse me, I have to leave now." "I'm coming with you." She snapped and even before he could take a step, she was already at the entrance of the mansion. There was chaos in the ambulance as the paramedics tried to control the bleeding. Worsening the situation, his breathing became slow and his pulse inconsistent. While all these were going on, Julia was still trying to reach out to his friends. When they wouldn't pick up
For the hundredth time, Julia left her seat then went to the glass to peep on the doctors who were in charge of Raymond. When Doctor Anderson passed earlier, she tried to speak to him but he didn't give her audience, this skyrocketed her worry. "They are still hovering around him, I can't even catch a glimpse of him." She mumbled, flopping on the seat beside Stella. "You don't have to worry yourself, Raymond is going to be fine." Stella coed as she took her hand in hers but she pulled away almost immediately. With bloodshot eyes, she rose, "It's almost four hours since he slumped and you are telling me he is going to be fine?" She yelled. "What do you want to hear then? Fine, Raymond is going to die, isn't that what you want to hear? He won't survive and all fingers will be pointed at you, you will end up in the prison as a murderer. Isn't that what you want to hear? I have more words to say to you if you don't mind." Stella yelled back, marching her angry gaze. The waiting room b
At the end of Julia's tale, there was a long silence in the office. While Julia was looking expectantly at him, hoping he would spill Raymond's current health condition, Doctor Anderson was fuming with rage. From her story, he believed Niko and Adam were fully aware of the symptoms but they were trying to patch it up until he got home. "Niko, Adam, where are they?" Doctor Anderson said, breaking the silence in his office. "I don't know. They have refused to pick my calls and even reply to my texts. The last time I dialed their phones, the call didn't go through since it was switched off." She mumbled, sipping from her cup of coffee. "Can you do something for me?" He asked, leaning towards her with his hands clasped together. "Sir." She replied with a raised brow. "Bring his friends to the hospital before six pm, that's nine hours from now. I want to talk to three of you at once." "But… I have no idea where they are right now. Their phones aren't even connecting." "Six pm." He