David was in his room when he heard constant notification sounds coming up on his phone.He reached for his phone to check what the continuous notification was about. To his surprise it was an eye-popping video.A video of his mother-in-law being embarrassed out of a market with a crowd behind her, wailing at her."What?! I hope she hasn't done anything bad," David sounded slightly sympathetic. Elena should have been like a mother to him, but she never chooses that. Instead, she made herself one of the toughest enemies for David.David had his whole attention on the video as he focused more on it, trying to figure out her offense. But unfortunately, he didn't hear anything related to any offense she committed. The only thing he was hearing was, "Chase her away!" "We don't want to see you here if you fail to provide our benefactor."All these things were confusing to David. He couldn't even connect it with anything that seems like a crime."What are they talking about?" "Who is their b
During the time that David went to the market to get the gift, The City Market was just newly opened. At that time, the market was hunting for more customers to come around to patronize them.So, they picked up an idea, which was seeking advice from a few customers who came around on how to make the market the choice of the people despite the competition with other big markets in the city.Any customer who is able to provide helpful advice will be given the chance to take any expensive goods of his choice for any amount he wished to pay for it.On this day, David was approached, and they asked for his suggestion, despite that he was poorly dressed. There was much concern about the outcome of his suggestion and not his outfit.With a quick thought, he began."I will commend that The City Market has the potential to become a very popular and vast market in a short time. The reason behind my point is that it's not a market that sells just a single or selected product but it's a market th
Elena was sitting on the super polished tiled floor of Granny's living room, crying so badly. All her family members were around her looking at her with so much pity.Elena had been unable to explain herself since she arrived. As soon as she wanted to make an attempt to explain. "I was.. It was..." She burst into another round of tears.The more she remembered how she was embarrassed out of the market, the more her tears welled up."We can't stand here and watch you cry till the day runs out, what happened?" Patrick voice had a touch of sympathy. He had erased the fact that she had used her ruthless tongue on him before she went out.That's the power of being a family. Nothing can be compared to a family bond.Elena at this time was trying to sniff back her tears so that she could explain herself. Alfred stretched a handkerchief to her, she collected it to wipe her tears and the mucus dropping down her nose.Despite that she had wiped her tears, her eyes were still looking so wet and
Diana returned with a glass of water and poured some into the old woman's mouth, while her mother and Patrick stood behind her, supporting her body to prevent her from falling.As soon as she drank the water, she had another slight cough. "Coughs...""Take it easy on yourself, mother," Patrick urged.As soon as the old woman regained a little strength, she stood up and snapped at her children, "Get away from me, I'm still strong and healthy." She coughed again, and Elena and her elder brother wanted to rush to her before she scolded them,"I said, stay away from me!""We're sorry, mother," Patrick apologized as he bowed slightly.Elena wondered how the old woman managed to walk from her room to the living room despite her illness. She wanted to ask about it, but she thought it might sound stupid to ask at that moment.Granny slowly walked to her seat and sat, staring at them all."Why do you all want me dead?" Granny asked, making all her children raised their heads and look at each o
Later in the evening, at The Golden Hour clubhouse, William Blatt was in a corner of the VIP lounge, having a nice time.On his table were expensive drinks like Belvedere vodka, vintage wines, rare spirits, and the like.Beside him, he had a sexy, curvaceous lady leaning close to him. The lady was whispering seductively into his ears, but he hardly heard what she was saying due to the RnB music playing in the background.Not that the music was very loud, but the lady's voice was moderately loud and seductive. It seemed she was experiencing sexual arousal due to the excessive alcohol intake.William understood how she was feeling, but he wasn't ready for that at the moment. He only came to the clubhouse to get drunk and have fun.He only gave her a slight smile in response under the dimmed lighting of the lounge. The atmosphere was very calm and inviting.The decor in the VIP lounge was elegant and breathtaking, with high-end furniture and artworks.William refilled the two glass cups
William knew Huston has so many cars and he had mentioned to him several times that he also has many houses. What might have happened to them?"When I was at the hospital, after I spent all the money in my bank account on treatment, my health condition still remained very critical. I was left with nothing else but my properties. I just had to sell them to help myself."William had a raised eyebrow upon hearing that. "Wow, that must be very serious!" He was very skeptical about what Huston said but he had to hide it.'Could that be true?' He began to ponder over it. He had a slight idea of how good he was at delivering believable lies, but the matter at hand was different. This involved his life. Could he be lying about this, too? Even if he had to lie to others about it, did he have to lie to a very close friend as well?'If I were to count his cars, he has up to 4 cars. How could he sell all 4 cars that would be worth millions to treat himself? He once told me he had some houses too,
A guy, who was sitting on a steel chair, shook his head in worries. He had been gazing at the floor for a while now before he heard an interrogating voice erupted."What are your targets at St. Paulo's Street that night?"The guy lifted his head instantly, staring at Mr. Phillip who had been interviewing him for some minutes now."We only went there to.." The guy mumbled a reply then took a pause feeling irritated of his own words.Who is this guy being interviewed by Mr. Phillip? It was Noel, one of the armed robbers in the police custody. He was brought to the interrogation room for some questioning."I'm all ears, talk to me." Mr. Phillip was so calm with him. He was trying to make him feel relaxed and unpressured till he would eventually spilled out the whole truth.The reason behind the light torture they were given the other day was due to some new information that got to the police about more crimes they had committed.They had been disturbing the peace of the city with their a
Mr. Philip scoffed, staring at Noel's foolishness. "So, why were you all fighting?""Just a misunderstanding, I told you already." It seems Noel was getting angry."Are you trying to say you're not guilty of the accusation?" Mr. Philip was surprised of his drama."I know nothing about all you were saying." Noel remained adamant on his point."Oh, I see. What do you know about the incident that happened at The Old Sunflower Road?"Noel had a shock upon hearing this question. 'The Old Sunflower Road' His mind had a flash of the operation they did there.They successfully robbed up to ten people within a few minutes. That operation was one of the smoothest ones they have ever done."I don't know what you are talking about." He was never ready to agree to all the accusations.Mr. Philip was just wondering how can someone be so stupid to himself and thought that he was smart. He doesn't bother to argue with him, then ha asked again."What do you have to say about the young lady you robbed