Weeks become months. Vere awakens early on that particular morning while his wife Mira is still asleep, and it is a sunny morning. Vere enters their spacious mansion's living room after softly leaving their bedroom. Vere has many fond recollections of his mother watching her favorite films in the living room.
Pictures of his mother that document many events in her life and her love for him adorn and surround the space. Vere still mourns the loss of his mother, and he often wishes that only he could go back in time and spend time together. He continues to be committed to his job, which he started with his mother as his inspiration and his strength.
Vere drew in a deep breath and then quietly uttered to himself, a resolute look in his eyes, "This is the way life is, but I must keep pushing forward, confronting the challenges that lie ahead."
His words brimmed with unwavering determination, serving as a personal affirmation that he wouldn't shy away from life's unpredictable journey, regardless of its highs and lows.
Seated in the living room, surrounded by the cherished memories of his mother and the weighty responsibilities he bore, Vere understood the importance of not succumbing to grief or uncertainty.
Instead, he made a conscious choice to forge ahead, driven by an unyielding resolve to tackle whatever obstacles fate would throw his way. In his heart, Vere carried the belief that with resilience and perseverance, he could navigate the winding and often unpredictable path of life, finding purpose and meaning amidst the challenges.
This moment of self-reflection fueled his determination to seize each day with courage, knowing that he possessed the inner strength to overcome whatever life presented to him.
After that moment of silence, Vere's cell phone rang, he hastily answered it, his heart pounding with anticipation. James's voice on the other end was charged with urgency. "Vere, you won't believe what I've just uncovered about the Fuentez Family company," James exclaimed. Vere's eyes widened as he listened intently to James's revelation, the weight of the information sinking in. "This could change everything," Vere muttered to himself.
James unleashed a bombshell when Vere and he continued to talk about the continuing inquiry into his in-laws' business.
"Someone has access to their accounts as part of this ongoing investigation," James disclosed. Vere was shocked.
Incredulous, he said, "Oh, really? Can't believe this James, do you think that's possible?" And how does this occur? And who is behind this do you think?
“Mr.Vere, we want to look into it further," James said in a worried tone. "We need to conduct a deep investigation to get to the bottom of this."
Vere was silent at that very instant as his mind raced with ideas of how the Fuentez Family business, always at risk to collapse, would be affected by this news. James's voice on the other end of the phone asked, "Mr. Vere, are you there?" James said.
"Yes I am, James Okay," Vere answered and eventually agreed.
"Try to investigate the manager and supervisors. They're the only ones in that company who have knowledge about the company's accounts." Vere added.
However, just as Vere was giving instructions to James, Mira, who had unknowingly awoken and approached Vere from behind, suddenly interjected. "What company are you talking about? And why are you discussing managers?"
Vere was caught off guard, having been completely unaware of Mira's presence. He turned to face his wife, his mind racing to find a suitable explanation for her questions.
At that moment, Vere quickly diverted the conversation and told Mira, "It's about my company, dear. We're currently facing some issues in the office, and that's why I'm discussing it with James to get things sorted out."
Mira, her face etched with confusion, responded with a question, "Why is your company having problems, my love? It's never had any issues before because you always invest your time and focus all your attention on it."
Vere let out a deep sigh and opened up to Mira about his recent preoccupation with his mother's health troubles.
He spoke with a heavy heart, "My love, I haven't been as attentive to the company lately. I've been at the hospital, taking care of my mother during her final days." Did you forget About it?"
Mira's demeanor softened as the gravity of the situation sank in. She wore a sympathetic smile and said, "Of course, I'm truly sorry, my love. I completely understand now." I forgot to consider that. We'll get through this together."
Vere returned his smile, grateful for her understanding and support, knowing that their bond would help them weather whatever challenges lay ahead.
At that moment, Vere leaned in and kissed Mira tenderly.
After an hour and a leisurely breakfast, he bid farewell to Mira as he headed to the office. Vere was in a hurry to discuss and resolve the pressing issues before his in-laws, Mr. and Mrs. Fuentez discovered the impending collapse of their company.
He wanted to spare them, as well as Mira, from unnecessary worry. As he drove, about ten minutes away from home, Vere suddenly realized he had left behind the documents James had given him.
Overwhelmed by concern, he made a U-turn and hastily drove back to the mansion, hoping to retrieve the crucial paperwork before Mira noticed his absence. However, as he approached their bedroom, he overheard Mira's loud voice on the phone, sounding somewhat angry.
Vere came to a halt outside their door, standing frozen in place, listening to her conversation. He soon grasped that she was discussing their company's dire situation, and he realized the impending collapse was imminent. He continued to eavesdrop, not wanting to interrupt her.
After some time, when the conversation seemed to have ended, Vere knocked gently on the door and then entered as if he hadn't overheard anything. Mira appeared somewhat surprised by his sudden return.
"My love, were you there all this time?" she asked.
Vere responded casually, "Nope, I just arrived. I forgot something."
He headed straight over to a nearby cabinet, reached for the white folder with documents inside and retrieved it. And then planted a kiss on Mira's cheek.
"I have to head to the office again. See you later my love,"
Vere said with a smile and gave a wink to Mira, trying to hide the turmoil within him. That time As he left the room, Vere couldn't help but feel the weight of the impending crisis on his shoulders.
And there's a thought on his mind that Mira has knowledge that their company is about to collapse. And it seems that Mira is hiding something from him. He knew that the challenges ahead would test not only their relationship but also the fate of the company that meant so much to Mira's family.
As Vere drove back to the office, his mind was consumed by what he had witnessed and heard during Mira's phone conversation. That time while driving Vere couldn't help but think about the identity of the mysterious person and was really that person she had been speaking about on the phone weighed heavily on his mind. He tightened his grip on the steering wheel, his thoughts racing.
Vere had always placed immense trust in Mira, their relationship was built on open communication and transparency. This sudden deviation from their norm had sparked curiosity and concern deep within him. The questions circled in his mind like a relentless storm. Who could Mira have been talking to, and why had she chosen to discuss their company's crisis without informing him?
Vere's intuition screamed that there was more to this situation than met the eye. He couldn't shake the uneasy feeling and believe that their lives were on the cusp of uncharted territory. As this is what he has witnessed. With every passing mile, Vere's determination to uncover the truth grew stronger.
He knew he had to confront Mira about the enigmatic conversation and discover what she was concealing from him. But for the time being, he kept his attention firmly on the road ahead, resolute in his commitment to confront whatever awaited him when he returned to the office.
Vere arrived at the office that same day. James kept talking, but Veres wasn't paying attention because he remembered what he witnessed with Mira. "Mr. Vere, are you alright?" James asked him. Veres seemed lost in thought. "Yes, sure, uhm. Sorry for that," he replied to James with a smile and a nod. "I'm sorry; I got distracted by my thoughts." "Oops, yeah, you do," James said with a smile when he responded. "Why don't you rest, Mr. Vere? Maybe you are tired.” "No worries, Mr. Vere. And I know that you have been through a lot lately, and it's like a non-stop nightmare." Vere sighed and said, "You're probably right, James. I can't believe that after all this time, there are still so many challenges that keep on striking me. I thought I had reached the level where I am now, but it seems my success is twinned with a nightmare. I don't know where all of this is going to end, and I can leave peacefully." Vere and James were in the middle of their discussion. Suddenly a sound from Vere
A week had passed, and Vere couldn't help but notice that Mira continued to leave the mansion frequently, all the while Vere pretended not to notice his wife's suspicions. On that particular day, while Vere was at the office, he pondered what steps he should take to uncover the mystery surrounding his wife, Mira. And now he had an idea in mind. Vere approached James and asked him to book a hotel reservation for him. "James, could you please book a hotel for me for tomorrow?" Vere instructed. "Yes, sir," James replied with a smile, but then he playfully asked, "Are you planning to have a baby with Mrs. Mira soon, Mr. Vere?" James grinned mischievously.Vere chuckled and replied, "No, James, it's just me. I want some time alone." "Huh? Just by yourself, sir?" James asked with a confused expression. "This is unusual; it's my first time to hear this. You want to be alone. Is there a problem, Mr. Vere?" he inquired. "I'll tell you later, James," Vere replied. "Let's not discuss that for
That same day…….A short while later, a car pulled up beside Vere's car. He glanced over, raised his head, and noticed that it was Mira's car. "Oh wow, what luck! I couldn't believe with my two eyes you arrived now and beside my car, huh?" Vere conversed with himself. When Mira hopped out of her car Vere pretended to be engrossed in something on the dashboard, seemingly taking a nap.Vere continued to watch Mira from the reflection in the restaurant's glass wall as she walked towards the entrance. He saw Mira take her seat at a table beside the glass wall. Vere couldn't take his eyes off Mira, but no one joined her; it was clear to him that she was dining alone. At that moment, Vere said to himself, "Hey, Vere, I think your suspicions might be off the mark. It seems Mira isn't hiding anything after all," he mused.After Mira finished her meal, she didn't leave immediately. After a while, a car pulled up, and Vere noticed that the car was familiar. He had seen it before when he and Ja
That day was a confrontation day with Mira.Mira's warm smile quickly faded as she noticed Vere's unusual coldness. She had expected a warm embrace and a joyful greeting from her husband after being apart for several days. Instead, Vere seemed distant and unresponsive. "Vere my love, what are you doing here? You surprised me, and you didn't tell me that you had arrived," Mira questioned, her eyes searching for an explanation in his stern expression. Vere avoided her gaze and simply motioned towards the nearby chairs. "Please sit down, Mira. We have a lot of things to discuss and questions that need answers."Mira hesitated but took a seat, her mind racing with confusion and concern. "And why should I tell you that I am here? Vere begun. Can you tell me where you have been all these days and you always say that you will meet your friend Ivie? That's not what I found out. You always seem so busy," he retorted, his voice tinged with frustration. And suddenly, Vere let out a sigh and fi
As Vere approached the police officer who was in possession of the accident report, he experienced a mix of apprehension and emotions. "Mr. Police officer, I'm the husband of the victim," he replied. "Are you serious?" the policeman retorted, appearing astonished. "Yes, sir," Vere answered. The policeman asked, "Which car?" "The yellow one," Vere said. "It belongs to Jefferson Cole, the owner of the yellow car." That time the police officer was waiting for Veres' reply. “Oops, ahm, sorry, it's not. I thought it was my wife's car, as it seems the same.” Vere said. “Oh, I'm with you,” the police officer replied."Thank you,” Mr. Police Officer Vere said. “It's ok,” the police officer answered.Vere stepped up to the car, which had suffered considerable front-end damage in the collision, to alleviate his mind. When he noticed that Mira's license plate number was different and that the two cars were not the same, his heart began to lift.He pushed his pal James, who was also examining th
It was a nightmarish situation for Vere, as he became the prime suspect in the investigation into his wife Mira's death. And now his confidant and trusted friend, James, was nowhere to be found, as he was only the hope for Vere, leaving him isolated and desperate. To make matters worse, Vere was unable to bid a final farewell to Mira, as Mr. and Mrs. Fuentez denied him that closure. All his efforts, all he had done for Mira and their envisioned family, had crumbled due to unforeseen issues in their marriage. It was a deeply distressing ordeal for Vere.It was the seventh day in the cell for Vere, who was informed by the police that he had a visitor. He was taken to a visitation room, where he saw Mr. and Mrs. Fuentez waiting for him. Vere greeted them out of respect as their son-in-law, but they ignored his greeting. "Mrs. Fuentez, how could you? After all that you've done for our daughter, we trusted you completely, but it turned into a mess," Mr. Fuentez lamented. "If you can re
As Vere stood in the dimly lit corridor of the prison, the echo of clanging doors still reverberating in his ears, he could not believe that this had become his reality. The outside world felt like a distant memory for him, and now he was thrust into this harsh and unforgiving environment.Vere observed the other inmates, each with their own stories and circumstances. As he found his place in this bleak setting, he couldn't help but wonder what had led him here. It was a story that he would come to share with a select few over time, a story that he couldn't forget.A fellow inmate approached Vere and introduced himself, looking at his face. "Hey, I'm Ted.""I'm Vere," he replied.Ted offered Vere some advice as they settled into their small, shared cell."I've been here for several years, and I know how the game goes inside this place, so you have to be vigilant," Ted said in a hushed tone. "Listen," he continued. "This place is rough, and you've got to watch your back. Keep your head
Days turned into weeks, and Vere had already adjusted to his life as an inmate. However, every day, he held onto the hope that a miracle would happen and that one day, James would surprise him, having overcome the coma from the accident. But he couldn't forget the events that had forever left a mark on his memory. One day, as Vere was taking a shower, he was unaware that danger was lurking nearby. Vere had thought that, after several days and weeks had passed, the conflicts would have subsided, but he was definitely mistaken, and that day would be his other day to be in trouble. Little did he know that some of his fellow inmates were still watching him closely, waiting for an opportunity to strike.After Vere had finished dressing and left the shower area, he was in for a shock. The same group that had been causing problems for him in the mess hall in the past few weeks had confronted him. Five imposing inmates surrounded him, their hostility palpable. Without warning, they seized h
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