Tony padded down the living room to his mother's room, the early morning light streaming through the windows. He had just woken up from a blissful night's sleep and wanted to check on his mother, who had been unwell for some time.He knocked on the door, but there was no answer. Instead, he heard the sound of someone moving about inside. He opened the door, only to find the maid, busy tidying up the room."Good morning, sir," the maid said with a smile. "I'm sorry, but your mother is not here right now.""You might find her in the swimming pool area, sir," the maid replied a hint of realization in her eyes. "She usually goes there to get some fresh air in the morning."Tony nodded, grateful for the information. "Thank you," he said, before heading off in the direction of the pool.As he approached, he could hear the sound of splashing water and laughter. A smile crossed his face as he rounded the corner, only to be greeted by the sight of Hannah, swimming happily in the pool.When she
Tony's face was a mask of fury, his brow furrowed and his jaw clenched. His hands were folded tightly, and he stood perfectly still, as if he were a statue carved from stone. He heard the crunch of footsteps on the gravel path, and his eyes narrowed as he saw Vincent approach.Vincent was out of breath, his face flushed and his eyes wide. He stopped in front of Tony, his hands shaking. "S-sir," he stammered. "Is there something you need?""I was told you're responsible for my mother's medication," Tony said, his tone stern and accusatory. "Is that true?""That's right, I'm in charge of your mother's medication," Vincent replied, his voice shaking slightly. He could tell from Tony's expression that something was wrong. Tony's eyes bored into him, like two icy daggers. "You've been giving her the wrong medication," he said, his voice low and dangerous. "I want to know why."Vincent's face went white, and he stumbled over his words. "W-what?" he stammered. "I-I don't understand. I've be
On the drive to the other side of the town, Tony's thoughts were a jumbled mess. He studied the streets carefully, noting every turn they made and every stop they came to. He didn't trust Vincent, not one bit. He was on guard, ready for anything that might happen. His mind was racing, trying to figure out who could have done this. Someone wanted his mother dead, and that was all he could think about. He was angry, but more than that, he was determined to find out who was responsible.As they turned onto a secluded road, Tony noticed how empty it was. There was only one car parked at the far end, and it looked out of place."That's him," Vincent said, pointing to the car. "That's the guy you are looking for."Tony's heart sank. This was it, the moment of truth. He knew he had to be ready for anything. His mind raced through a million different scenarios, each more dangerous than the last. But he couldn't back down now. He had to see this through to the end.As the man got out of the c
Chapter 27As Philip made his way to his car, he felt a smug sense of satisfaction. Despite his bluffs, he knew he had the upper hand. He had no connection to the company's investors, but he did have a mole who fed him information about the company's inner workings. And he knew that Helen was vulnerable, that she was easily influenced. If he could just play his cards right, he could get her to do whatever he wanted. After all, he had a few more tricks up his sleeve. And he wasn't about to give up on her yet.He climbed into his car, the wheels already turning in his head. He knew exactly what his next move would be. He would need to find a way to gain Helen's trust, to make her believe that he had her best interests at heart. Only then would he be able to control her completely. He smiled to himself, confident in his plan. After all, he had always been good at manipulating people. This was just another game to him, and he was determined to win.Away from there, Cecilia squirmed i
Tony entered the local pub and spotted Collins seated at the far end, nursing a drink. Collins saw him and waved, motioning for him to come over.Tony took a deep breath and made his way to Collins' table. Collins flashed him a smile as he approached."Hey!" Collins greeted, wrapping Tony in a friendly embrace."Hey," Tony replied, taking a seat. Collins signaled to the waitress to bring them more beer."What's going on, man?" Collins asked, his brow furrowed with concern. "You sounded really urgent on the phone. What's up?"Tony was silent, his eyes fixed on his beer. He seemed anxious, and Collins could tell something was bothering him."Someone wants my mum dead, but I don't know who," Tony said, his voice steady and resolute. "I've already sent off a fingerprint sample for analysis, but I could really use your help.""Of course, you know I'm always here for you, mate," Collins replied, his eyes shining with resolve. "What do you need me to do?""I need you to help me figure out wh
Mariam quickened her pace to the car that was parked outside the company. Her heart was racing and her face was drawn with fear. She opened the door and gingerly slid into the backseat, where a stranger was already sitting. Her nerves were frayed, and she was uncertain of what to expect from this unknown person.Mariam turned to the stranger, doing her best to keep her voice steady despite the fear that was coursing through her. "What are you doing here?" she asked, attempting to mask her anxiety.The man smiled, his face betraying his sinister intentions. "I'm here for what you owe me," he said in a dangerously quiet voice, his eyes fixed on her with a predatory gaze."You know we agreed to be discreet," Mariam said, her voice taut with anger. "This is a business environment, and you shouldn't be here.""Well, if you had returned my calls, I wouldn't have had to pay you a visit," the stranger retorted, his voice calm and collected. His gaze held Mariam's, the intensity in his eyes co
With a heavy heart, Tony steered his car out of the company car park, his mind already made up. With Collins being admitted to the hospital, leaving his young daughter without a carer.Collins' wife having abandoned her family years prior, Tony knew it fell to him to provide for the little girl's wellbeing. Determined to ensure the child's comfort and safety, Tony resolved to collect her from her current location and bring her to his home. He was confident that his grandmother, Nicole, and sister, Mariam, would make the girl feel at home.As Tony neared Collins' house, a seething rage began to seep within him as he spotted Helen's car parked by the curb. "What is she doing here?" he fumed, his anger spiking with each passing moment.Bringing his car to a halt and extinguishing the engine, he stepped out onto the sidewalk, his heart racing in tandem with his ire. With measured strides, he made his way toward the front door, the tension mounting with every step he took.Tony wasted no t
Grandma Nicole smiled gently, reaching for Tony's hands with a warm, reassuring gaze."Not now, Tony, ," Grandma Nicole said softly, patting his hands reassuringly. "You're too angry and worked up to understand right now. I'll tell you everything when you're calmer.""Okay Granny," Tony responded, trying to hide his anxiety. Despite being on edge, he couldn't help but feel a twinge of curiosity about what Grandma Nicole had to say. He shrugged and stood up. "I'm going to freshen up," Tony said, giving Grandma Nicole a kiss on the cheek."Alright, dear. Go and rest," she replied, smiling. As Tony left, Grandma Nicole sighed. She knew Tony wouldn't be able to handle the truth at that moment, given how upset and tired he already was. She had decided to wait until he was in a better state of mind to tell him. She didn't want to add to his pain. Tony's mind was a whirl of questions and worries as he drove to the hospital. What was Grandma Nicole going to tell him? What happened when he w