"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
“I won't make it,” Evan clenched his hands tightly on the steering wheel as the traffic jam ahead wasn't making things easier for him. He glanced at the side mirror and noticed the cars behind him and the ones beside him. “Damn it!” He cursed angrily and turned off the engine. He looked around and then stepped out of the car, slamming it behind him.He gazed ahead, allowing the fresh breeze to brush against his cheeks. As Evan stared ahead calmly, his heart racing as he pressed his feet into the ground, gathering all of his energy into his left leg. Then, with a burst of speed, he shot forward, his legs propelling him forward like lightning. The people in the car were still waiting for the traffic to clear when a sudden rush of wind blew past them, making them look up in surprise. But by the time they turned their heads, Evan was gone.He sped through the streets, his destination clear in his mind.***A few minutes later, Evan stopped in front of the forest at the cliff. He loo