That day, the couple had just left the cozy cafe and went straight to the car that was parked in the parking area of the cafe. As Vere and Mira settled in the car still they could see from a distance in the mirror of the cafe of Mr. Perry's eyes looking at them as its gaze lingered on them, making them both uneasy.
"Do you think he's just being friendly or is there something more to it?" Mira whispered, her voice filled with concern.
As they are heading home while on the road Vere's eyes flicked to the rearview mirror, where he caught a glimpse of a dark car trailing them a little too closely. His heart quickened.
"Vere there's a car behind us”, Mira said. "Yeah, I noticed it too. It's strange. We must be careful", Vere added.
As they continued along the winding road leading to their mansion, the dark car maintained its relentless pursuit. Vere's knuckles turned white as he tightened his grip on the steering wheel. They exchanged worried glances, anxiety gnawing at their nerves.
Finally, they reached the imposing wrought-iron gates of their mansion. With a sigh of relief, Vere pulled the car through the entrance, and the gates swung shut behind them with a resounding thud. The dark car was left stranded outside.
"We need to find out who's behind this," Vere said, his voice determined. He went to the barracks of the mansion where the security and bodyguards stayed, and he looked for Detective Lee. He was the trusted leader of their security team.
"Detective Lee," Vere said, "Mira and I are being followed. Get our security team on it immediately."
Detective Lee's voice crackled. "Understood, Sir. We'll pull up the CCTV footage from the front of the house."
As Vere and Mira anxiously waited in the comfort of their mansion, Detective Lee and his team sprang into action. The mansion's security system had state-of-the-art surveillance cameras that covered every inch of the property.
Within minutes, Detective Lee called back. "We've got eyes on the car that followed you. It was parked a short distance away. Let me review the footage."
Vere couldn't shake the feeling that something weird was afoot; with Mr. Perry's lingering gaze and the strange car that had followed them, they were left with more questions than answers. “Please keep a watch on the situation, and if anything, more happens, let us know right once” Vere instructed Detective Lee.
Vere sat back on his study's luxurious leather couch, a strong sense of exhaustion pulling at him. The day's disquieting incidents, including the strange car that had been following them and their conversation with Detective Lee, had left their mark.
Mira sat close by, her face reflecting his tiredness. Vere's phone rang, shattering the room's enveloping calm just as he was about to close his eyes and enter the realm of sleep.
It was an upcoming call from his trusted representative "James" on the caller ID. Vere answered the call with a groan, his voice sounding worn out. The question "James, what's the news?"
James, his devoted agent, paused briefly on the other end after noticing Vere's voice was worn out. He spoke hesitantly, "Mr. Vere, I want to inform you that Mr. Jones has a rumor of selling his company," Vere unintentionally tightened his grasp on the phone and suddenly remained silent as he reminisced about his past on that company and how this ex-boss Mr. Jones maltreated him.
He was overcome with resentment as he was reminded of his turbulent relationship with Mr. Jones. This was the same man who had fired him after he begged for a raise in pay so that he could pay his mother's medical expenses, who was ill. Mr. Jones, instead of showing sympathy, leaves him buttered until he ends in dire straits, and the man behind Vere's deceitful ex-girlfriend, a betrayal that had left him hurt and furious.
Due to the pressure of his past with his boss. Vere's silence lingered ominously in the air. His voice was firm when he finally spoke.
"Okay, James, Tell Mr. Jones that I'll take the offer to buy the company," Vere answered.
James seems surprised by Vere's choice as there was a pause on the other end of the line. It won't be a simple road, and it might revive old scars, sir, so are you sure about this? As James questioned him once again.
"Well, this is an opportunity for me to make amends for a previous mistake and make sure that no one else suffers as I did, I'm very sure of this, James please take care of this for me just send me the papers after you and Mr. Jones."
“Alright Mr. Vere I will send them a notice right away," James answered on the other line.
“Thank you, James,”, Vere answered.
Vere hung up the phone with James after finishing the conversation. Mira was looking at him, admiration and affection mixed in her eyes. She grinned as she remarked, "I've always known I made the right choice in offering you, my help." Vere, glanced at Mira as her words warmed his heart. “It's not just for you, my love; everything here is for us and our future together," he said as he drew her into a close embrace “I love you.”
Mira clung to him; her eyes glowing with emotion. She sweetly retorted, "I love you."
Vere lay beside Mira, his thoughts wandering back to the days when they had first met and the elaborate ruse of their marriage. "I used to think that charade marriage," he mused, his voice tinged with nostalgia.
" Now it's real and never imagined it." Mira turned to him, with a soft smile on her face.
" And yeah, it's funny how life surprises us, isn't it? Our pretend marriage turned into something beautiful." Vere reached for Mira's hand and held it gently.
"Yes, my love, it did. And now we're here, I can't imagine my life without you."
As they lay there, their fingers intertwined, they began to discuss their plans to visit their parents. Mira spoke up first, her eyes lighting up with excitement. "I miss my parents, Vere. We should plan a trip to see them soon."
Vere nodded in agreement. "I miss my mother too. Let's set a date for the trip. How about next month? It would be a perfect time to visit."
Following their conversation, the couple drifted into slumber that night, finding solace in the stillness around them. The day had been long, filled with the trials and tribulations that life had thrown their way.
Days turn into months. The situation is getting better and there were no imminent threats from Mr. Perry. So, Vere and Mira began to feel a sense of relief. With the tension somewhat eased, Vere and Mira plan the trip and their decision to visit their parents. On that day, the married couple was busy preparing for their departure from the mansion. And they decided to take four security personnel with them on their trip, including Detective Lee. Although the situation had calmed down, but still had to assure their safety. "Mira, are you ready?" Vere inquired; his wife engrossed in her primping. "Yes, I'm done. Let's go," Mira replied, a sense of determination in her voice. As Vere and Mira stepped out of the mansion, their waiting vehicle, a sleek black car, was parked right at the entrance. Their four bodyguards, including Detective Lee, were already on standby. The couple got into the car, ready for their journey to the airport. Vere's private plane was waiting, and they boa
That day, after Vere and James had their conversation at the office, he quickly headed home to the mansion where his wife, Mira, awaited his return. Upon arriving at the mansion, Vere made his way straight to the living room, where Mira and Vere's mother were engrossed in watching television. "Are you ready, Mira?" Vere asked. Mira looked up, a hint of surprise in her eyes, and responded, "Oh, Vere, you're back so soon?" Vere nodded and smiled, keeping his tone casual. He didn't want to let them know what was going on that James had shared some sensitive information with him, especially with his mother present. "Yeah, James and I just had a quick conversation at the office," Vere replied, choosing his words carefully. Mira, sensing that something might be amiss, decided to play along. "Oh, alright then, wait and I have to prepare myself," she said, with her excited tone to see her parents. While Vere waited for Mira, he took the opportunity to speak with his mother. "Mom,
The morning sun spilled warm, golden rays into the cozy dining room of the Fuentez family's house. Vere sat at the table with his in-laws, Mr. and Mrs. Fuentez, and his wife, Mira, having some breakfast. After They had just finished a delightful meal, Vere knew it was time to say his goodbyes. Pushing his plate aside, Vere cleared his throat and addressed his family. "Mom, Dad, Mira, I'm heading back to the city today. There are some urgent things I need to take care of. I can't seem to sleep well lately, especially after those dangerous threats from Mr. Perry." Mira looked at her husband, her eyes filled with concern. "You're leaving already Vere? Can't you stay a bit longer?" Vere smiled gently, his love for Mira evident in his eyes. "You're here with your parents, my love. Enjoy your time with them. As soon as I return, promise you we'll have all the time in the world to bond, okay?" With a nod, Vere kissed his wife on the forehead and stood up from the table. H
When Vere arrived at the mansion where his mother was engrossed in watching a show, he greeted her, saying, "Hello, Mom, I'm back." His mother inquired, "Where's Mira?" Vere responded, "I need to leave her with her parents, Mom, so she can spend quality time with her family. While I am taking care of some things," Vere answered. At that moment, Vere informs his mom to increase the security at their home. He carefully explained the reason, considering his mother's health, and assured her not to worry. He mentioned that he believed it was necessary to enhance security due to their changed circumstances and his newfound fame as a billionaire. He emphasized that was the only reason, keeping the real purpose involving Mr. Perry a secret from his mother. After a few conversations with his mother, Vere says goodbye to his mother and goes to his room to rest. Suddenly while he was lying in his bed, he felt the chill-filled air in the room, and it sent shivers down his spine. During th
Vere found himself unintentionally dozing off while watching television on the comfortable couch during the early morning hours. As he lay there, his cell phone suddenly sprang to life, silently vibrating and casting a subtle glow across the room with its screen. An unknown caller's name blinked on the display, causing Vere to briefly hesitate. However, the thoughts of Mira, his beloved, swiftly overcame his momentary uncertainty, and he quietly chose to answer the call. His response was a soft-spoken, "Hello," tinged with both curiosity and concern. The voice on the other end, identified as Mira, replied, "Dear, it's me," yet it was evident from the slurred speech that she had been indulging in some drinks. Vere's heart quickened its beat. "Mira, sweetheart," Vere confessed, his voice filled with relief upon hearing her voice, "I've been so worried about you." Mira let out a soft, slightly slurred chuckle. "I used my friend's cell phone, it's Ivie's number, we had some shopping
On that fateful day, Vere was stunned by the unexpected turn of events. His heart weighed heavy with remorse for what had happened to Mira. Nevertheless, amid the turmoil, both he and Red were steadfast in their commitment to keep searching the dense, overgrown terrain. They made the difficult decision to split up briefly, thinking it might improve their chances of finding Mira sooner. Vere wasted no time and suddenly he heard Red shouting “She here”. Vere hurried in the direction of Red's voice. When he reached the place where Mira lay, his heart sank at the sight before him. Mira was unconscious; her injuries were extensive. Tears welled up in Vere's eyes as he rushed to his wife's side, desperately trying to rouse her. "Mira, please wake up.", but Mira remained unresponsive. Though she still had a pulse, her condition was critical. With no cell phone signal in the area, Red took it upon himself to rush to a nearby station center in search of help. The minutes seemed to drag on en
It was afternoon and Vere and Mira's schoolmate, Red, arrived at the resort and wasted no time they headed straight to the room where Mr. and Mrs. Fuentez were staying and Vere and Red began their story about what happened. "Huh? How did that happen when you were together? And it's your fault because you invited them to go to that mountain," echoing Mrs. Fuentez's frustration pointing at Red. "I'm so sorry, Mr. and Mrs. Fuentez," Red began, his voice filled with genuine remorse. "I truly dislike what happened. Please forgive me. I promise that I will do everything I can to find Mira." Mr. Fuentez sighed deeply. "Vere, do what you have to do." " Yes, I promise you that I will not stop looking for Mira," Vere assured Mr. and Mrs. Fuentez. With those words, he and Red said their goodbyes and left their room. As Vere and Red walked towards the hotel lobby, Vere pondered his next move. He sent Red to the city which is an hour's travel by sea vessel to deliver a message to James,
Vere was once again staying at the majestic Fuentez Family Mansion, three months after his previous business trip. A vast and beautiful home, the mansion was a blatant indication of the family's riches and prestige. Vere's wife, Mira, embraced him tenderly as he exited his car and moved toward the front door. The lines of worry on her face have progressively faded since she was hurt on the island. "Welcome home, my love I have missed you so much," Mira whispered, her eyes filled with affection as she held Vere tightly. Vere smiled down at her, his heart swelling with love for the woman who had been through so much. "I missed you, Mira." Their lives had become peaceful since they had returned from that ill-fated trip. And the specter of Mr. Perry, who had once plagued their every move, had seemingly vanished into thin air. It was a welcome relief, and Vere had grown complacent about traveling alone without his usual contingent of bodyguards. As they entered the mansion
But before Vere took any steps outside, he abruptly halted. Hastily, he ascended to the mansion's second floor, entering his room to retrieve the gun. Swiftly returning to the screen where they observed the parked car near the mansion, Vere continued monitoring the situation."Mr. Wayne, hold off on using the gun, especially if you're not sure who these people near the mansion are," Ronnie advised, his tone conveying concern.Vere glanced at Ronnie, acknowledging his words. "Yes, Ronnie. Thank you. I'm just really cautious in these situations, given past experiences," Vere explained, his eyes reflecting a sense of vigilance.Ronnie, understanding Vere's heightened state, nodded in agreement. He empathized with Vere's wariness, comprehending why he was on high alert.As they continued observing the screen, Vere kept a watchful eye on the parked vehicle, his instincts on edge. The uncertainty and the possibility of a threat lingered in the air, intensifying Vere's vigilance and wariness
On that night, Vere drifted off while waiting for Olivia's text. The next morning, he was roused from slumber by the persistent ringing of his cell phone. Rubbing the drowsiness from his eyes, he answered with a hint of grogginess."Hey, Olivia, I was worried about you!" Vere started, concern evident in his voice."I'm sorry, Mr. Wayne, oh, hahaha, Wayne, I mean," Olivia replied, her voice tinged with inebriation."Are you... drunk?" Vere inquired, noting the telltale signs in her speech."Yeah, friends invited me to a birthday party," Olivia explained.Without skipping a beat, Vere dove into the purpose of his call: "I need you to know about Mr. Smith. He's going to sell his company.""Seriously?" Olivia's tone shifted to seriousness."Yes, and that's why I've been trying to reach you," Vere continued. "I've decided to buy his company.""This is the happiest news I've heard from you!" Olivia exclaimed, her enthusiasm apparent. "So, okay, what are you waiting for? Grab it!"Vere felt
A few had boarded their respective vehicles and left. Vere waited a few minutes before driving towards the mansion. As he entered, he hurried to the CCTV screen to check and see who the visitors outside were. Despite scrutinizing the CCTV footage, the faces of the unfamiliar men didn't ring a bell. Vere was at a loss trying to identify these unexpected visitors loitering outside the mansion's gate.After reviewing the footage, Vere dialed Olivia. During their conversation, he mentioned the visitors, but Olivia denied knowing them, expressing her surprise at their unexpected arrival."Olivia, did you recognize those men in the video that I sent you?" Vere asked, concerned about lacing his voice."No, Mr. Wayne, I have no idea who they are. I wasn't expecting any visitors today or later as I am focusing on my business here in California," Olivia responded, her tone mirroring Vere's unease."This is puzzling. They didn't seem like delivery or service personnel," Vere pondered aloud, his
"You?" Crystal, Ronnie's visitor, exclaimed upon seeing Vere. Vere met her gaze and courteously greeted her, "Good afternoon, ma'am."Ronnie, taken aback by Crystal's arrival and the interaction between her and Vere, introduced them. "Ah, Crystal, this is Mr. Wayne, the one I told you about who saved me."Crystal's voice lowered as she acknowledged Vere, "Hello, Mr. Wayne. Nice to meet you for the second time around."Ronnie, slightly confused by their familiarity, inquired, "Oh, you know each other?"Vere nodded, maintaining his composure. "Yes, we've met before," he confirmed, careful not to reveal too much about their previous encounter.In that moment, despite sensing Crystal's apparent displeasure, Vere knew he had to remain composed, disregarding any impressions she might hold. Unbeknownst to them, the individuals they once knew were now in the presence of Vere, bearing a different face and name, yet still the same person.Vere felt a pang in his heart, realizing the company of
At that moment, when Vere turned to face Ronnie, he hugged him, stunned by the stark contrast in Ronnie's appearance from when he last saw him during rehab. Ronnie then invited Vere to his apartment. However, Vere kept his identity hidden due to his altered appearance."Mr. Wayne, thank you so much for saving my life." Ronnie expressed his gratitude.Vere glanced at Ronnie, smiling softly. "It's okay; don't thank me. I owe you a lot."Ronnie was taken aback and confused by Vere's words. "Owe? What do you mean?"Realizing his slip, Vere quickly recovered. "Uhmm, I meant you're welcome. Sorry, I remembered my friend; his name is the same as yours," he explained, smiling warmly at Ronnie."Ah, okay, hahaha," Ronnie chuckled, though a hint of curiosity lingered in his eyes.Despite Vere's attempt to redirect the conversation, Ronnie seemed intrigued by the slip-up. Nevertheless, they shared a light moment, both laughing at the easy camaraderie they shared.Later, as they conversed in Ronn
Vere shrugged off a seemingly misplaced call, attributing it to a simple dialing error. Ignoring whoever might have been trying to reach out, he resumed his slumber. The next morning, Vere woke up early, diving into his emails. Among them was a message from James. "Mr. Wayne, I am sorry to inform you that one of Mr. and Mrs. Fuentez's properties has been sold to the millionaire, Mr. Luke. We won't be reserving it for you due to an important reason, likely one you're already aware of, being Miss Olivia's assistant. You know that in the business world, it's all about give and take."Vere's brow furrowed as he absorbed the contents of the email. It seemed that a significant property deal had slipped through their grasp. The implications were clear, tying back to Miss Olivia's affairs. In the cutthroat realm of business, it appeared that personal connections often dictated the course of transactions.He pondered the intricate dance of favors and influence in the corporate landscape, where
Vere was astonished when he saw the woman get out of the car. "Crystal? Oh my, it's her," he whispered to himself, lowering his car window. "Hey, mister!" A woman's voice interrupted her thoughts. "You've blocked my way!"Realizing he had inadvertently obstructed the path to confront her from her driving she hit vere's car side but instead, Vere swiftly apologized, "I am sorry, Crystal. I didn't mean to." The woman was taken aback. "What? Did I hear right? How do you know me?" Vere was momentarily stunned, having forgotten that he now looked different, thus unrecognized by Crystal. He quickly diverted the conversation. "I'm sorry, Ma'am. I gotta go." With a farewell, Vere left Crystal standing there, equally bewildered by the unexpected encounter.At that moment, Vere hurriedly drove off, leaving Crystal behind. The chance meeting had stirred a whirlwind of emotions in both of them. Vere's mind raced with memories of a past where he and Crystal were acquainted. However, time had chang
The next day, as Vere was busy reviewing business files in Olivia's mansion, he was interrupted by the doorbell. Vere quickly checked the CCTV to see who was at the door. When he saw a delivery truck parked outside, he went to the gate to talk to the delivery man. To his surprise, the package was from Olivia. After receiving the package, Vere went inside.The package was long and had some weight to it. Vere eagerly opened it, finding a small note from Olivia that read, "Wayne, this is the present that I promised. I know you will use it for our safety and protection." Vere was astonished as he unveiled a gun from the package. Holding the firearm in his hand, he murmured to himself, "Now, whoever tries to harm me or tarnish our reputation will have something to reckon with."Inside the package were two valuable firearms, a George Washington saddle pistol, and a Cabot Guns meteorite pistol. Vere couldn't believe his eyes. It was a moment of astonishment as he gazed at the stunning and hi
When Vere arrived at the mansion, Olivia greeted him with a question, as she was quite curious about his sudden return. "Mr. Wayne, have you come back already?" Olivia asked.To which Vere replied, "Yes, Olivia. I didn't expect to find Mr. Perry and Mr. James at one of your establishments, waiting for you."Confused by this revelation, Olivia inquired about the situation. "Oh, I don't care about this, Mr. Perry, but why do you hate Mr. James, Mr. Wayne?" she asked, her brow furrowing in puzzlement.Before answering Olivia's question, Vere sighed and then clarified, "That time, before I respond, let me tell you, I am Wayne. There's no 'Mr.' before it." He raised an eyebrow with a smile.Olivia couldn't help but chuckle. "Alright, alright. My apologies, Wayne. Haha!""So, what happened?" Olivia added another question.Vere went on to explain that he couldn't believe his eyes when he saw them together, but when he confronted Mr. James, the latter mentioned that he worked for Mr. Perry as