"So as we were discussing, it's all part of the plan and we would get a better result if we approach it this way," one of the board members said. They kept on talking and talking but their voices seemed to be coming from a very far distant place, despite how close they are to Hudson. He held his head in his hand, looking at his eyes, one would be able to tell that he was far gone, deep into his thoughts. That is how he had been for the past few weeks. He was barely showing his face in the company and once he does, it is only to wrap up something or whatever purpose that brought him to the company is and he never exceeds a certain time before he dashes off. "Mr. Stewart… Mr. Stewart" the chief operating officer who sat at the farther opposite side of Hudson called out to him. He sighed and pulled out of his thoughts, raising his head to look at them. His eyes, which were mostly cold in a way they have grown accustomed to, have suddenly taken on a different emotion over the past fe
Hudson held his phone to his ear, obviously on a phone call with someone, his free hand gripping the balcony walls tightly. His face squeezed, forming a facial expression that showed he was clearly not pleased with what he was hearing from the other end of the phone. His grip on the balcony walls tightened the more, he locked his jaw. "Ok, just keep at it, Issac" he muttered and hung up the call, slipping the phone into his pocket. He could feel it in the tone of Isaac's voice that he was clearly beginning to lose hope in finding Alexis. The tone of his voice showed more than he intended to. Maybe it was time to face reality that it was not really going well but that doesn't mean he would give up on her. He thought of different ways to make them work harder than they are currently and different methods of achieving that came to his head.Kidnapping all the families of the people he employed and sponsored to find Alexis and threatening to wipe them off the face of the earth comple
Alexis sat holed up to the wall, sitting on the bed with her feet flat on the bed and her knees drawn closer to her chest, she wrapped her hands around her knees, her head buried down. There was a tray of empty plates in front of her, she had only chosen to eat because of the child she was carrying. The door made a creaking noise, the same noise it usually makes whenever it is being opened. She heard the sound of footsteps approaching her but she didn't move a single inch, maintaining the same position. She didn't need a soothsayer to tell her who it is, a part of her always wish that she is wrong for the first time, that the scent that will fill the room once the door creaks open is not the one in the room now but the one that she have grown accustomed to, the beautiful scent that always make her heart racing, the voice that will call out to her, is the one that always soothes her and make her lips curve into a smile off their accord. "I can tell that you are buried in your though
"Same answer," Hudson muttered, tapping his hand on his desk. He was in his office, he placed his hands on his desk, resting on it, Bethel was standing opposite him with a tired look on his face, he looked exhausted. He walked towards the chair in front of him and sat on it, a tired sigh escaping his lips. He had called Bethel to meet him at the office, since he was also headed there to sign up for work and give his final decision to the previous meeting that was held. "Yeah, same answer," he replied. "I think if we keep searching at this pace that we are going, if we find Ethan eventually, he will definitely beat us hands down and that will spell the end for us. I think that he is making us do this purposely, wearing us out slowly, making us tired,"he added. "Ah, fuck. When you think about that also, it sounds so… true" Hudson muttered, falling on his chair with a loud groan. "What do you want me to do now, Bethel? I am fucking lost on this" he asked, throwing his head back in
Alexis’s eyes fluttered open and then she was forced to shut it tight back immediately she had opened it due to the rays of the sunlight that was coming in through the window. She wondered why, she always made sure to keep the curtains closed before sleeping but it seemed like the curtains were already open, she could only make one guess as to who would have done that. She opened her eyes slowly, letting it get used to the light before she opened it fully, she could see that she was right, the curtain was open and there was a figure standing in front of the window with his back turned to her. It was like he noticed that she was awake and he turned to face her, his lips stretching into a smile. “Morning sunshine,” he said. His hand was folded on his chest. “How was your night?” he asked softly. Alexis sat up with a frown on her face, resting her back on the headboard. “Not like you care,” she replied.He let out a soft chuckle, “Are you really saying that right now, Alexis?” he ask
The revving sound of a red Ford Mustang filled the street, driving a little above the normal speed. It was parked in front of a two-story building. Hudson stepped out of the car, dark shade sunglasses rested on the bridge of his nose, his left hand was buried deep into his pocket, leaving only his right hand free. He walked towards the building that stood in front of him and pressed the doorbell that was very close to the door. He took a couple steps backward, waiting patiently for a response. After waiting for a couple seconds and not getting a response, he stepped forward and pressed the doorbell again and repeated his action; taking a couple steps backward. "Who the fuck is disturbing my peace this goddamned afternoon?" A familiar voice asked from behind, yanking the door open angrily. Edward poked only his head forward cautiously, after his eyes laid on Hudson, he looked around to be sure that he was the only one that was there before coming outside fully. "Why do you have to b
“I will ask that question one more time, where the fuck is Ethan?” Hudson asked Edward with a low and deadly voice, staring down at him with very angry eyes, the look in his eyes was like he had already been pushed to the edge and was hanging on a very thin rope that could snap any second from now. Edward was lying on the floor, already beaten up, close to a pulp, he could tell that if he continues to prove stubborn and keep his mouth shut, he would end up dead and it will all be for nothing because the way that Hudson is going about searching for Ethan, it’s only a matter of time before he finds him and that time would be any time sooner, which made him ponder what use it would be to die now. "Fine!... I will talk!" Edward yelled immediately he saw Hudson raise his hand to hit him again. He could barely take any more punches again. "Why did you stress me into beating you up if you are going to talk before?" Hudson asked, getting off him. "start talking" he nodded to him and raise
“I will suggest we go after Mike instead, than to be investigating all the goods that were bought and registered under the name Hopper Jackson and the bearer of the name also, it will be easier that way and faster also” Bethel suggested to Hudson who was lying on the couch opposite him, with his head facing the ceiling, he seemed so lost in thought.Bethel got off the couch he was seated on and walked toward where Hudson kept his drinks, he pulled out a glass and a bottle of bourbon, and poured some of the amber-colored liquid content into the glass, he returned the bottle and picked up the glass of bourbon, walking towards the couch where he had stood up from. He sat on the couch, a sigh escaping his lips. “So, when will you get off the couch you are lying down on?” Bethel asked with a frown on his face, but he got no response from Hudson.’ His black eyes which had already started to spark with life since he had been with Alexis, took a very different turn back to the way it had be