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
Evan watched from the side with a fix frown on his face as he watched Ezra walk up to the young boy and stood beside him. "What is she doing here?" He frowned as his gaze lingered on them. They went silent and didn't say much and after a minute or two, Ezra's body moved slightly as her hands went inside her purse.Evan closed his eyes and perked his ears up to listen to what they were saying. Remember, his limits had already broken through the human barrier and he was on par with a superhuman.And as such, he had super hearing and sharp eyesight, along with super speed and great strength!"Use this to save the old man. I will come over tomorrow and check up on him," Ezra said calmly as she handed over a bottle to the boy. "Is this..?" The boy's voice trailed off as his hands came into contact with the body. "Yes, and make sure to use it wisely. it cost me a fortune to get my hands on this medicine," Ezra cut in. The boy's body shook slightly with joy and he raised his head towards
Davis's eyes went wide in horror, his face paling as he struggled to look away from Evan. He gulped nervously as his eyes darted around. A terrifying aura radiated from Evan, making it difficult for Davis to breathe as he clutched his chest, trying to calm his racing heart. Meanwhile, Vera's face was also pale, but her eyes remained fixed on Evan’s cold temperament. She noticed a slight change in his appearance - he seemed taller, and more handsome, and his dark, curly hair had grown past his shoulders.‘When did this happen? Did Evan go through something peculiar?’ She felt a strange mix of fear and fascination as she watched him."What are you still doing here, Davis?" Evan's cold voice cut through the heavy air, jolting Davis from his frozen state. His eyes darted around nervously, searching for the right words to say."I-I thought you...," he stammered, trying to make sense of the situation."I asked him to stay here for a while," Vera interrupted. "I was worried you might b
Evan stood in front of the bar calmly with his two hands inside his pockets. His gaze lingered on the chained woman in front of him, whose body had some bruises and marks of wipings on her skin.“Lydia…” Evan's voice trailed off as he tried to make sense of what was before him. “Sir, is everything alright?” Worried, Claus asked. Davis stared at the two confused by their awkwardness. “What's going on? Who's over there?” He muttered as he continued to stretch his neck to see who it was, but due to Evan's height, he couldn't see who the woman was.“Nothing Claus,” Evan sighed lightly as he slowly closed his eyes to hide the confusion that was in them. Lydia Ackmar was Christel's cousin and was rumored to be bedridden due to an accident that took place 10 years ago when her family went out on a vacation. Ever since that day, the Ackmar family's business went down the drain and her family lost all the support they could get. And as though that wasn't enough, her mother had an affair
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