"You must be the VP of the Vertice Capital company?" Mrs. Bertha rushed towards Claus with a delightful expression on her face.Silence fell as all the employees glanced at the duo and then back at Evan who was silent watching the scene unfold in front of him. "You are very correct ma'am. And that should have been enough reasons for you to stop the disturbance," He calmly replied and the smile on Mrs. Bertha's face died down. "Pardon me," She smiled, but then frowned and pointed at the lady."But I must say that your employees should be checked occasionally. Some bad seeds might be the cause of low visits from business partners to this company," She pointed out and Claus's gaze hardened slightly. "You mustn't worry about it. I will discuss everything with the CEO," He assured her and Mrs.Bertha's eyes widened in surprise."That is more like it," She smiled. "And that reminds me. I would love to have a meeting with your boss. I came for a pressing matter and I need his help," "How
"Please save my daughter! I will make sure I change, please," She tried to hold his hands but Evan moved back and flashed her a cold glare. "Take our past family relationship to this. Will the old man be happy if he were to witness this?" She asked tearfully. Her hands moved to her pause and she took out a handkerchief to mop the tears off her cheeks. "The old man will understand my actions if he were to witness it," Evan added calmly and turned to leave.Mrs. Bertha saw that her tears weren't working and as such she ran forward and tried to hold him, but William beat her to it and held her back. "Please, ma'am. You must leave the company, right now. You have caused enough disturbance and the CEO does not wish to discuss with you anymore," William said in displeasure. He held back the urge to drag her out of the company and shut the door in her face, but he knew that would be a bad thing to do. Mrs. Bertha stood there panting in frustration. She glared at him and then signed heav
Evan's hands clenched tightly as his attention slowly moved to where the voice came from. “Harry?” He called out with a frown on his face. Harry who had thought he had succeeded in his dare game with his friends froze slightly and gazed at Evan with a horrific expression on his face.“E-evan!” He stuttered as he moved back subconsciously, only to step on his toes and crash landed on his butt. “I am sorry. I didn't know that it was you,” He quickly said in a shaky voice. One could hear the fear in his voice and how his eyes darted around fearfully.This small scene caused all the customers to stop what they were doing and glance direction. They all had questioning expressions and wondered if the man was okay. Evan gazed at Harry calmly and then back at his friends who were giggling behind him at their reservation. “Are you talking about them?” He frowned and Harry's eyes widened slightly. He slowly turned his head towards the table and saw that all his friends were drinking and en
"Yes, sir," "His name is Davis Jordan, 26-year-old... sales boy in Redstring Street. Apart from his sales jobs... he also has a hidden identity of doing shady jobs and has been caught multiple times by the cops," Claus reported and Evan frowned slightly."How often has he been caught?" Evan asked. "16 times," '16!' Evan's brows raised slightly in surprise and he couldn't help but glance at the young man ahead of him with an interesting look on his face. Davis noticed Evan's staring at him and he couldn't help but look at his shirt if there was a stain there, and when he noticed nothing he glared at Evan and then asked..."What are you looking at? I am sorry but I don't do boys," He said, a frown slowly appearing on his face.His friends froze in place, their eyes going wide as they saw who he was talking to.When they realized it was Evan, they burst into a fit of laughter, barely able to catch their breath."Ah, dude. Do not speak to him like that. Have you forgotten who he is?"
Run!That was the only word playing in his mind as his feet stepped on the hard ground. Evan had less than two minutes left and he wasn't taking any risk of staying behind.On his left shoulder was Davis, who was unconscious. Evan clenched his hands tightly and put more pressure to his legs… running at an inhumane speed.He shot through the forest at a speed invincible in human eyes, as all that played in his mind was that the mobmb shouldn't go off.**“Um…” Davis's eyes slowly opened after being knocked out by Evan. He looked around and saw the world flashing at lightening speed. “What the hell!” He yelled, but the wind entered inside his mouth causing him to cough profusely.Evan finally reached the place and tossed Davis to the floor, who coughed profusely as though he had eaten something. Evan glanced at the thick trees and frowned as there was no Christel in sight.“Where is she?” He asked coldly and Davis stopped right in his tracks. “T-there,” He shakingly pointed at someth
Evan strode back to his car, the unconscious Christel in his arms. He carefully placed her in the backseat and closed the door, making sure it was locked before getting into the driver's seat. As he sat down, he let out a deep breath, trying to shake off the adrenaline that had been coursing through his body. His eyes trailed around and finally rested on the driver's mirror."Send someone to trail after Davis and make sure he doesn't do any shady deals," Evan said to the speaker and Claus's voice sounded from the phone."I understand your concern sir, but... do we have to interfere with his life?" Claus asked and Evan's brow furrowed slightly."I know what I am doing Claus." He said as his eyes fixed on Christel who was still unconscious. "And I have a hunch on who wanted Christel dead... but I just have to confirm my suspicion first," ***After a tense, half-hour drive, Evan pulled his sleek black Benz into the magnificent building's parking lot. He got out of the car and made his
Silence fell on the two people sitting peacefully in the room. Evan glanced at Mrs. Bertha with a calm expression on his face and one could even see the indifference in his eyes. "What do you want? And why did you ask me to be here?" Mrs. Bertha asked with a disgusted expression on her face.Evan simply glanced at her and flicked his fingers, and this action of his caused a slight frown to appear on Mrs. Bertha's face.She wasn't used to the fact that Evan was the CEO of Vertice Capital and a wealthy man at that. Ever since she arrived here, he had told her there was something he needed to show her. In the silence of the luxurious living room, Mrs. Bertha heard the sound of footsteps, their echo bouncing off the walls. She turned towards the sound, her heart thudding in her chest. There, standing in the doorway, was Christel, her face pale and drawn. She looked as if she had seen a ghost, her eyes wide and staring. "Christel," Mrs. Bertha said, her voice barely above a whisper. "Wh
When Claus uttered those words, the room fell silent, the air thick with tension. William's eyes widened slightly, disbelief and shock written across his face. Evan turned his gaze from the video in front of him, his eyes locking with Claus'. The two men stared at each other, neither saying a word, the air charged with the unspoken question: What now?Claus was the first to break the silence, his voice low and steady. “I already asked the teams to return to their training. And it has been an hour since that happened,”Evan's hands clenched tightly and a light sigh escaped his lips, “Wonderful,” He said, and Claus arched an eyebrow.“It looks like whoever sent him to kill Christel means business, and now that Davis refused to work with them… he got killed to erase any evidence,” Claus nodded and sighed too. William gazed at the two and stepped forward until he was standing beside Claus. “Sir, why don't we ask Christel what she remembered? Maybe, there might be a clue somewhere,” He
The anticipation in the courtroom was palpable as I sat beside my legal team, my heart pounding with nervous excitement. We were embroiled in a legal battle against Edward, using the court system to challenge his authority and expose his corruption for all to see."We've got a strong case," Claus, my legal advisor, reassured me, his voice calm and steady despite the tension in the air. "Just stick to the facts and let the truth speak for itself."I nodded, trying to quell the butterflies in my stomach as the judge entered the room, signaling the start of proceedings. The air crackled with electricity as the prosecution laid out their case, painting a damning picture of Edward's crimes and misdeeds.But as they spoke, I couldn't help but feel a sense of determination welling up inside me. This was our chance to hold Edward accountable for his actions, to ensure that justice was served and the rule of law upheld.As the prosecution finished their arguments, it was our turn to present ou
The anticipation in the courtroom was palpable as I sat beside my legal team, my heart pounding with nervous excitement. We were embroiled in a legal battle against Edward, using the court system to challenge his authority and expose his corruption for all to see."We've got a strong case," Claus, my legal advisor, reassured me, his voice calm and steady despite the tension in the air. "Just stick to the facts and let the truth speak for itself."I nodded, trying to quell the butterflies in my stomach as the judge entered the room, signaling the start of proceedings. The air crackled with electricity as the prosecution laid out their case, painting a damning picture of Edward's crimes and misdeeds.But as they spoke, I couldn't help but feel a sense of determination welling up inside me. This was our chance to hold Edward accountable for his actions, to ensure that justice was served and the rule of law upheld.As the prosecution finished their arguments, it was our turn to present ou
6The glow of my laptop screen illuminated the dimly lit room as I sat hunched over my desk, fingers flying across the keyboard as I typed out the latest post for our social media campaign. The digital realm had become our battleground, a space where we could amplify our voices and mobilize support for our cause with the click of a button."Our latest post is live," I announced to the group of young activists gathered around me, their eyes shining with excitement and anticipation. "Let's see if we can get it trending."As we watched the numbers climb steadily, I couldn't help but marvel at the power of social media to effect change in the world. With each like, share, and comment, we were spreading awareness about Edward's corrupt practices and rallying support for our mission to bring him to justice."This is amazing," one of the young activists exclaimed, her face lit up with excitement as she scrolled through the comments pouring in from supporters around the world. "We're really m
As the sun cast its golden rays over the bustling streets of Venton City, a sense of anticipation hung in the air like a tangible presence. The seeds of change had been sown, and now it was time for them to bear fruit. With determination coursing through my veins, I set out to meet with a group of citizens who had taken it upon themselves to uncover the truth behind the corruption that plagued our city.The grassroots journalism initiative had gained momentum in recent weeks, as more and more Venton City residents grew disillusioned with Edward's iron-fisted rule. Now, as I approached the modest office that served as the nerve center of their operation, I could sense the simmering energy of a group on the brink of discovery.Inside, the atmosphere crackled with excitement as I greeted the dedicated individuals who had dedicated themselves to the pursuit of truth. Their faces were alight with passion and determination, their eyes shining with a fierce resolve that sent a shiver of exci
The sun hung low in the sky as I stood before a gathering of eager volunteers, my heart swelling with pride at the sight of so many willing hands ready to make a difference. We had organized a community outreach program to provide much-needed resources and support to the marginalized communities of Venton City, and the turnout exceeded even my most optimistic expectations."Thank you all for being here today," I began, my voice carrying across the bustling square. "Together, we have the power to make a real difference in the lives of those who need it most."The crowd erupted into applause, their enthusiasm contagious as they eagerly awaited their assignments for the day. I glanced around at the diverse group of volunteers, from seasoned activists to curious bystanders drawn in by the promise of positive change."Alright, let's get to work," I declared, a sense of purpose driving me forward as I began delegating tasks and organizing teams. From distributing food and clothing to offeri
As I navigated the bustling streets of Venton City, a sense of unease settled over me like a shroud. Everywhere I turned, I could feel the weight of Edward's oppressive presence, his toxic behavior poisoning the very air we breathed. But despite the growing resentment simmering beneath the surface, the citizens of Venton City remained powerless to challenge his authority.I watched in disgust as Edward threw trash recklessly onto the pristine sidewalks, his actions a blatant display of disregard for the environment and the community he purported to serve. But as much as I longed to confront him, I knew that doing so would only draw suspicion upon myself, further fueling his relentless pursuit of me.Instead, I kept my distance, observing from the shadows as Edward continued his reign of terror unabated. His vulgar language echoed through the streets, offending the ears of passersby who dared not speak out against him for fear of reprisal.But amidst the chaos, a glimmer of hope emerge
The search for Davis had led us to the outskirts of Venton City, where rumors of his presence had been circulating. As my team scoured the area, I couldn't shake the feeling of unease that gnawed at the pit of my stomach. Davis was a master of deception, and I knew all too well that he could be hiding in plain sight, waiting to strike when least expected.I trudged through the overgrown foliage, my senses on high alert as I scanned the surroundings for any sign of Davis. The sun beat down relentlessly, casting long shadows that seemed to dance mockingly around me. But amidst the oppressive heat and stifling humidity, I remained determined to uncover the truth.Suddenly, a rustling in the bushes ahead caught my attention, and I froze, my hand instinctively reaching for the gun holstered at my side. But before I could react, a familiar voice called out from the darkness."Evan, it's me," came Davis's voice, tinged with desperation.I hesitated for a moment, unsure whether to trust him.
As I sat in my dimly lit office in , my mind raced with worry. The news of Rosetta being found by one of the hidden families struck me like a bolt of lightning. I had taken pity on her, buying her from that wretched auction house, hoping to give her a chance at freedom. But now, she was in the hands of another, and I feared what they might do with her.The family who found Rosetta was the secretive Montague clan. Known for their ruthlessness and secrecy, they operated in the shadows, pulling strings and controlling outcomes without ever revealing themselves to the public. I knew dealing with them would be tricky, but I had no choice if I wanted to ensure Rosetta's safety.However, my plans were thrown into disarray when I received word that Edward, a key figure in Venton City, was suspicious of my involvement in the attack on the military base. I had been trying to save Davis's sister, but now it seemed my actions had drawn unwanted attention.Unable to risk exposing myself further, I
“What do you have?” He asked immediately he spotted her after returning from the meeting. “So this is what I saw” she announced, turning the laptop to him for him to view what was on display. It was a CCTV camera footage, the black and white quality made it difficult for him to see the face of each passerby but he could identify their genders with their physiques.It seemed like a regular street scene , with people walking in and out of frame going about their day like no cares in the world until one particular figure caught his eye. A lady figure wearing a caught with a distinctive gait, appeared on the screen. She looked suspicious as she kept looking back and forth for some reason before disappearing into the mansion.'What am I looking at, Vera?' Evan asked, his voice low and urgent.'That's the south entrance to Rose street where the event was held,' she replied, her eyes locked on his. 'And whose that lady entering there” “Keep watching and find out” she simply said.Evan's mi