Evan was looking at the video again,he still couldn’t stop as he had a feeling in his gut that he had overlooked something.“I wonder what it is,” he muttered to himself and frowned,just as Claus joined him.“Any news?” He questioned and Claus shrugged.“I still can’t figure it out. Vera said you wanted to rule the mayor out.”Evan smiled lightly as he remembered that he wanted to actually rule Edward out as the suspect. Although,he couldn’t figure it out why Edward would want to kill Atalion,there was no reason to. Although he couldn’t say that their friendship was a justification to rule him out,because in the business world,there was no such thing as friendship.“Is that the security footage?” Claus asked and he nodded.“I’ve been going through it and I think there’s something I’ve missed,you need to check it too. There’s probably something I missed,but you can see,” he gave the tablet to Claus.“You didn’t give it to Vera?”He shook his head. Vera too had gotten tired of checking
“What was it you wanted to say to me? I mean…it's pretty surprising that you will invite me to your mansion instead of the address you sent to me.” Evan said with a smile on his face as he glanced at Edward at the same time.This man ...What was it you had in mind that time seeing Atalion crash to the floor?I can't seem to understand you so well. Evan thought as he glanced at Edward who also had a calm expression on his face as though he was thinking about something.And Evan knew that it surely had to do with him. The second thing that bothered his mind was the fact that Edward hadn't said a word since his arrival. Edward got up from the eames lounge chair he had been sitting on and walked towards the table behind him. On the table, a bottle of exquisite whiskey and two tumblers were sitting on it, eagerly anticipating the arrival of the guest Edward had called in and with a swift grab, he opened the bottle while pouring some of the content into the tumblers just enough for them t
“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
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
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 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 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 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