Lawton sluggishly walked into the house and slumped onto the couch in the tiny living room, he was just coming back from the hospital. Amanda walked into the room with a smile as she asked him how his day went. She felt that Lawton was hiding things from her because he rarely carried her alone with his movement which wasn't like that between them. Lawton looked at his wife who was looking at him with a pleasant smile, he decided to tell his wife about his mom's situation which was the reason for his visitation. The issue was weighing heavily on his heart with deep concerns for her well-being. “Mom was attacked! I am just returning from the hospital, I went to see how she is faring!” He said to his unaware wife who gasped in fear and concern.“Attacked?” She screamed with a trembling voice. “Again?” She exclaimed as the pitch in her voice increased, revealing the mixed emotions of fear, anger and deep concern.“What is going on Lawton? This is terrible! Who would do such a terrible
Lawton walked to arrange the remaining boxes on the small living room floor, while Amanda tried to assist. The presents certainly made her happy. Then they stopped a moment as a knock on their front door reverberated throughout the flat. "Who might that possibly be?" Amanda asked herself out loud. Lawton frowned, walking to the door. Their landlady looked at him coldly when he opened it. Lawton was immediately on edge as her lips pursed and her eyes narrowed. "Hello," Lawton stated with a frown. "You stupid tenant, don't 'Hello' me!" The landlady spat, her voice dripping with anger. "Where's my rent money?" Lawton closed his eyes in anger as ge heard her talk. The rent issues had escaped his notice because he was too busy worrying about his mother's condition and hospital bills. The landlady turned on her heel and stomped off as Lawton opened his mouth to object. He closed his door gently, feeling her words hit home. Amanda emerged into the living room, her face worried. "
Lawton's eyes sparkled with triumph as he looked at his dumbfounded landlady with a sly smile on his face. The landlady must have thought he was bluffing at first as he could tell she was completely shocked by the look on her face but decided to give her some time to take it all in. His confidence soared as he looked at the neighbours who glared at him but he couldn't be bothered as he knew they were about to be shocked to their bones once they realized he had bought the entire property. It was all in a matter of minutes as he had to first put the landlady in her place before coming back to them. He felt a wave of satisfaction as he continued to smile, waiting for the landlady to say something to him but she just kept quiet as she continued to stare at her phone. The landlady looked so shocked as she repeatedly continued to stare at her phone not believing Lawton could send her such a huge amount of money. "How is this possible?" She muttered to herself as she refreshed her bank
The landlady and all of the neighbours immediately stopped walking as they heard Lawton talk. "Who told you to go?" He barked in annoyance as he glared at them. "You can go, I was talking to my new tenants," Lawton said, as he walked closer to the landlady who was standing with the neighbours. Lawton watched the landlady walk out of the house as she heard Lawton talk before continuing to talk to his new tenants. "Where were you all rushing to?" Lawton asked, with a smile sly. "You all had time to talk and it is my turn to talk now so you should all listen to me attentively," Lawton added. Lawton walked closer to Mr Thompson who looked away as he saw him saw him. "Don't you have anything to say to the new owner of the building," Lawton said as Mr Thompson trembled. "You seemed to have a lot to say about me earlier," He added. "No," Mr Thompson replied, as Lawton smiled at him before walking away and standing where he could see all of the tenants. The other neighbours were star
Lawton stepped through the revolving doors of the company, his sharp eyes scanning the pristine lobby. The air was cool, artificial, like the false sense of security this company had been running on for too long. Everything looked polished on the surface—polite greetings, pristine floors, a buzz of activity that hinted at productivity—but Lawton knew better. This company had been stagnant, coasting on past success for far too long. “Good morning, sir,” the receptionist said with a practised smile. Lawton offered a curt nod, his thoughts already moving ahead to the task at hand. Today wasn’t just another day in the office. Today was the day he had to put the company on notice. Waiting near the elevators was Smithson, his father’s loyal assistant, who had become his de facto guide through the intricacies of running the business. Smithson was a man who commanded respect without demanding it, his calm demeanour masking the years of experience and knowledge he had gained. Lawton had alw
The meeting room buzzed with this… anxious energy as Lawton stepped inside. The executives were already seated, their expressions a mix of scepticism and curiosity. He could feel their eyes on him, a silent judgement lingering in the air. Taking a deep breath, he straightened his shoulders, ready to confront all of them. “Thank you all for gathering here today,” Lawton began, his voice steady but authoritative. “As you know, I’ve been reviewing the company’s records, and I have some concerning findings.” He glanced at the charts projected on the screen, the stark decline in product innovation evident to all. “It appears we haven’t launched a new product in years. Can anyone explain why?” A heavy silence fell over the room, broken only by the sound of a chair creaking as Mr Thompson, the head of marketing, shifted uncomfortably. “Well, Lawton, we’ve encountered several roadblocks,” he said cautiously. “One reason is that we’ve run out of ideas. The market has changed, and we’ve strug
Lawton awoke with a shock, the remnants of his nightmares hanging on him like cobwebs. For a brief while, he forgot where he was, and then the weight of the previous day's events returned. He glanced at the clock; it was early, but his thoughts were already racing. His wife, Amanda, had begged that he eat something before going to the hospital, and he couldn't resist her worried pleadings. She hovered about him, fear on every line of her face, but he reassured her before returning to his mother's side. When Lawton arrived at the hospital, he felt a surge of anxiety. The hospital was alive with activity, in stark contrast to the empty streets he had traversed the night before. Security was tight, as Smithson had stated. He walked by many guards, their eyes bright and attentive, on his approach to his mother's ward. When he walked in, his mother was awake, and her eyes lit up as she saw him. She extended a thin hand, and he gently accepted it, feeling a rush of love. "Hi, Mom," he rep
Lawton's heart raced as he watched Smithson's men secure Korvich in the makeshift interrogation chamber. The encounter in the warehouse had been heated, and now that Korvich was in their hands, the true challenge had only begun.The faint light from the single hanging lamp cast harsh shadows on Korvich's face, emphasizing the deep lines left by years of bitterness and hatred. Smithson stood beside Lawton, his gaze locked on the captive man. "We need to extract as much information as we can from him," Smithson remarked in a quiet, determined tone. "This is our chance to get to the bottom of everything." Lawton nodded as his mind raced. "I understand. But we also have to be careful. Korvich is dangerous, and we cannot underestimate him." Smithson's expression relaxed slightly. "I have already reinforced security surrounding the hospital. We cannot afford any more disasters. Be rest assured that your mom will not be get any unwanted visitation.”Lawton allowed himself a small moment o