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 historically significant weapons. Their rarity and craftsmanship left him in awe, and he couldn't help but appreciate the remarkable historical and artistic value enclosed within the package.
Vere couldn't believe the thoughtful and unexpected gift from Olivia. He knew that it symbolized her commitment to their safety and the protection of their interests. With this new addition, he felt a renewed sense of confidence and security. Vere carefully stored the gun away, vowing to use it wisely to safeguard their shared future.
Afterwards, Vere called Olivia. "Olivia, thank you for this wonderful gift," Vere said. "It's my promise to you, Wayne. Remember, I want you to be safe even when I'm not there," Olivia reassured him.
After the conversation with Olivia, Vere decided to visit the cemetery to pay his respects to his mother and to his late wife, Mira. When Vere arrived at the cemetery, he first visited his mother's grave. While gazing at his mother's tombstone, tears welled up in Vere's eyes.
"Mom, even though you're no longer here, I know you're still watching over me," Vere said, his voice choking with emotion as tears streamed down his cheeks.
After visiting his mother's grave, Vere made his way to the tombstone of his late wife, Mira. As he stood there, gazing at Mira's resting place, he began to speak with a heavy heart.
"My love, I'm sorry for everything I did, and I hope you can understand why I got so angry. I know you know I didn't do anything wrong; all I wanted was for our family to be okay," Vere said, his voice filled with sorrow. "I love you so much. Please forgive me for being so resentful towards your parents now that you're gone."
Tears welled up in Vere's eyes as he poured out his feelings at Mira's gravesite, seeking a sense of closure and reconciliation, even though Mira was no longer there to respond.
In the quietness of the cemetery, after some time, a voice spoke from behind Vere. He hadn't noticed anyone approaching.
"Hi, who are you?" a woman's voice inquired. "What are you doing here at Mira's grave?"
At that moment, Vere was taken back, his heart racing. He turned around to see a stranger with a concerned look in the woman's eyes.
Startled, Vere replied, "I'm Vere, and I'm here to visit my late friend, Mira. She means a lot to me, and I come here to remember her."
The stranger nodded, her expression softening. "I'm sorry for intruding. My name is Ivie, and I came here to visit my best friend's grave. It's just that I saw you talking to Mira's tombstone, and it piqued my curiosity. It seems like you shared something special with her ."
Vere offered a small, appreciative smile, touched by Ivie's understanding. "Thank you, Ivie. Yes, Mira was very special to me."
At that moment, Vere bid Ivie farewell. However, Vere came to a sudden stop in his walking when Ivie asked, "Hey, wait, what's your name?" "Wayne," Vere replied with a friendly smile. "Nice to meet you, Wayne," Ivie said with a warm greeting. Vere reciprocated, "Nice to meet you too, Ivie," as a sign of respect. He nodded his head politely and then continued walking.
While Vere was walking towards his car, just before getting in, he suddenly stopped as he noticed another vehicle approaching. At that time, Vere felt like he got a shiver down their spine, prompting them to quickly hop into their own car. Vere then started driving away from his parking spot.
A little further down the road, Vere came to a stop and looked back, scrutinizing the incoming car from a distance. Vere noticed that it was Mr. and Mrs. Fuentez who exited their vehicle with James.
At that moment, Vere's two eyes caught the conversation from a distance. Vere stared at them as they were engaging in a conversation with Mr. and Mrs. Fuentez and James and Ivie. They were talking animatedly, and Vere couldn't help but glance around. It was then that Vere drove away from the cemetery.
While Vere was driving, he couldn't help but think about the events that had transpired, especially during the time when Mr. and Mrs. Fuentez belittled him. Those memories haunted him until the day they realized he was a good person, leading to his marriage to Mira. However, at that moment, he couldn't bear to recall the time he was falsely accused of killing Mira, which ultimately led to his imprisonment.
While Vere continued to drive, he found himself talking to himself. The pain and harshness of his past life experiences were still vivid in his memory. However, he was grateful to the Lord because despite it all, he never gave up. He still believed that a brighter future awaited him.
A short while later, Vere suddenly slammed on his brakes as he narrowly avoided a collision with another car that suddenly cut in front of him, then sped past and overtook his vehicle before brushing against its side. "Oh God damn, what is that?" Vere exclaimed, his anger flaring. Fueled by frustration, he accelerated, determined to catch up to the reckless driver who had just cut him off.
After a brief chase, Vere managed to block the other car on the road. Soon after, an attractive woman in sunglasses stepped out of the car that had cut him off and walked over to Vere's vehicle. She knocked on his window.
Vere was taken back when he saw the woman.
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
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
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
"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
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
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
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
Vere works as an employee under his boss. He wanted to ask for a pay raise due to the medical bill for his sick Mother. His boss instead humiliates him and mocks him for asking for a pay raise, and instead lowers his salary and threatens to fire him if he does not accept. Due to his Mom being sick, he needed the job and accepted begrudgingly. However, he soon found out that his girlfriend whom he loved dearly was cheating on him with his boss as her sugar daddy. Vere flipped out and tried to attack his boss, only to get thrown out to the streets after getting badly beaten. When he was angry at life for treating him this way, a beautiful lady clad in business dress approached him and told him to marry her. "Who are you? Vere questioned her with his weak voice. Vere gently opened his eyes after hearing a woman's voice say, "Hey, wake up." The world around him was blurry at first, but slowly, his surroundings came into focus. He found himself lying on a park bench, the harsh streetli