Maverick’s words tugged on his chest like a heavyweight, stirring second thoughts about his plans. Celestine shifted uncomfortably in his seat, his eyes darting from Archer to Maverick.“You’re saying you’re scared of him, he’s dangerous. Thank you, but that’s not an identity.” Archer replied, his voice firm and commanding.Maverick leaned back in his chair, the corners of his lips lifted in a half smile. “You think you’re untouchable, President Williams, but you’re not. Big Dot is rather a big hole that will swallow until it gets what it wants. Keep your precious little wife out of the way”Archer rose to his feet, glancing at Celestine.“We’re done, here,” he declared.Maverick chuckled darkly, his eyes glinting with mischief. “Goodbye President Williams, you can hand in the tape right there at the counter,” As Archer stepped out into the hallway, the fluorescent lights of the police station stung his eyes, and squinted them close, stumbling a few feet back.“That’s it!” Celestine
It was the first time Tangie broke the unwritten rules of the family. She had always been the quiet, obedient one. Her grandfather and Mother insisted that her ex-convict husband was to blame for Tangie’s stubbornness, when really Archer had no clue that his wife had become feisty and impudent.Since her short-lived conversation with Archer, Tangie found herself in cheerful spirits. Despite the fact that it wasn’t ideal to use a servant’s phone to call her husband, the result of the impulsive action was all that mattered to her. Mornings in the Sullivan’s home was now Tangie’s most anticipated moments. The one time the household gathered for a meal before dispersing to their different works.As usual, just as the morning sun casted its glow on the walls of her beige color room, Tangie twirled around, facing the source of the sunlight.She wondered what he was doing. Usually, he was an early bird, she wondered if he could sleep at all in the night. He had once confessed to her that
Just as instructed, Celestine had delivered the signed divorce documents to the Sullivans. In the core of him, Celestine knew that Archer didn’t really want to divorce her but his determination was instigated by Maverick’s words. And in reality, Tangie had been most vulnerable since the attacks on him began. Still, Celestine believed he owed her an explanation. The shareholders meeting as announced to be held on Friday by 3 pm had begun about thirty minutes ago.Perhaps their lateness was for Celestine to recover from his hangover from last night, or maybe it was for Archer to fully recover from his conversation with the lady from last night.Racing through the streets of Utah, just like Celestine’s thoughts in his mind, he tightened his grip on the steering wheel, nervously awaiting Archer’s reaction to his shenanigans with the ladies. But he said nothing, his relentless taps on his keyboard the only sound between them.As he cornered into the parking lot of Sterling Groups, Cele
The room fell into thick silence as Archer’s words hung in the air. Celestine watched from his seat, his heart pounding in his chest. “What is he thinking?!” He muttered silently, disapproving of Archer’s open accusations.Archer’s gaze swept across the faces of the shareholders, his eyes sharp and unwavering. He could sense his accusations settling on the features of guilty persons.“Those who have plotted against me, those who have threatened the foundations of Sterling Groups,” Archer’s voice echoed with authority, cutting through the silence, “your time is up!”The room erupted into a frenzy of murmurs and whispers as the shareholders exchanged nervous glances.“You saw what I did to Maverick Jr, dismantled his little group, uncovered his illegal drugs business, and sent him to prison. I will do the same to all of you, one by one.”The shareholders stared at him with shock and dismay, holding their breaths without even realizing.“But, President Williams, what evidence do you ha
One week blurred into two, and then it turned three. President Archer Williams had been off the news. He had buried himself in a quiet investigation to uncover Big Dot’s identity as well as the heavy duty of producing reformed Asthmatic cure drugs.He hadn’t uncovered much information about Big Dot but one thing he learned was every Lord in government had the Sullivans name or was married to a Sullivan. It seemed like only their family produced and elected lords in to government.Days went by slowly, each one ending with Celestine exhausted from going around, collecting information. His weekends blurred by and Archer made sure not to think of anything else but work.Achieving one million unit dosages of Asthmatics Cure Medicine seemed nearly impossible but he succeeded. Archer was particular about the number of doses he wanted in a day and he made certain he supervised every process of it.He pushed the limits of the production process and after four weeks, He was ready to announc
The room fell into stunned silence as Doctor Clark’s words echoed in everyone’s ears, silencing soft murmurs and sneers of the extended family.Tangie could not believe her ears, her hands trembled, causing the glass of water to spill on her.“P… pregnant?!” Mr. Mathew repeated, his voice barely above a whisper.“Well, I haven’t run a proper blood test…”“I am…” Tangie blurted out, her voice cut out Doctor Clark’s doubts. “I haven’t gotten my period this month…” her voice brimming with a mix of emotions, from surprise to excitement.Mr Mathew exchanged a bewildered glance with his wife, only to be greeted by Margaret’s disapproval.Lord Sullivan’s face contorted with rage as he clenched his jaws tightly. “I don’t believe it,” he raged, his voice reverberating off the walls.Beatrice married her eyes, her lips curling into a sneer. “This is what you’ve been up to, Tangie?” Getting yourself knocked up?” She spat, her tone dripping with disdain.“You must have really wanted to get out o
Quickly, Celestine jolted to his feet, sending orders across the mansion. While Archer made his way to his room, exchanging his casual shirt for a well-tailored suit. Archer scored through his closet, a bespoke suit crafted with the finest Italian wool stood out, befitting the action he was about to take.Tailored to perfection, the suit accentuated his broad shoulders and physique. The Swiss watch on his wrist gleamed, its platinum casing catching the light as he adjusted the cufflinks, each adorned with a flawless diamond.With every little detail attended to, Archer stepped out with an aura of sophistication, commanding attention as he walked through the freeway created by two parallel lines of cars, each one bearing the logo of Sterling Group with the emblem of a descending eagle, the mark of the Seven Divine Citadels.Tangie sat in her room, unaware that she was the internet’s new sensation. Her mind wandered around the unexpected events of the day, she went through Doctor Clar
Archer’s gaze softened despite his firm grip on Tangie’s hand. “Are you alright?” He asked, his eyes glinting with affection that Tangie had never seen before.Leaning her head against his shoulder, Tangie confessed that it felt unreal. Despite the relief that washed over her, it still felt completely surreal that her grandfather didn’t do much to stop them.Archer cast a glance at Tangie, and observed the hint of unease on her features. “You can tell me anything,” he pleaded.Tangie shook her head in response, “I’m alright,”but Archer noticed that she kept glancing over her shoulders watching her relatives on the patio.Mr Mathew stood feet apart from the rest of the family. Tangie could already hear their conversations, she was worried about her father, just because he supported her, he was bound to go through backlash from the family. In fact, she could see her mom’s disapproving eyes boring into his soul.“What do you think you’re doing, Mathew?! Stop them!” Mrs Margaret yell