Tonight, Ferdinand found himself in a night club as he was trying to get some quiet time. He saw it as the best way to get a break from the drama that had been taking place at the Hawthorne Mansion, even if just for a little while.As he drank the contents of his glass, a sudden collision jolted him out of his thoughts. The liquid splattered across his shirt, but before Ferdinand could react, the man with a sheepish grin was already wiping away the spilled drink with tissues."Sorry, mate. My bad," the man said. When he caught a glimpse of Ferdinand's face, his eyes widened in recognition. "Wait... you're Ferdinand Hawthorne!"Ferdinand managed a small smile, acknowledging the man's realization. " Yes, that's me." Ferdinand replied." OMG," I never thought I'd see you in such a place, I am so honored." The man commented.They shared introductions, with the man revealing himself as Blake, a self-proclaimed admirer of Ferdinand's. Their conversation flowed effortlessly as they exchan
As Drake and Sarah hurriedly exited the imposing Hawthorne mansion, relief washed over them like a wave. Their hearts raced with adrenaline as they hailed a cab to take them to the secret location of serah's father. Serah nervously glanced around as they settled into the cab, a flicker of doubt in his eyes. "Do you think we were followed, Drake?" he asked, unable to shake the feeling of unease that lingered in the air. Drake, ever the optimist, flashed him a reassuring smile. "Don't worry, Serah, We were careful. I'm sure everything will be fine." He patted her arm gently, trying to ease her worries. But little did they know, a dark van lurked in the shadows, tailing them closely as they made their way through the city streets. The cab eventually came to a stop at a seemingly abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of town. Drake and Sarah paid the driver and stepped out, clutching the stolen documents tightly. The air was charged with anticipation as they approached the entrance
“You have always been a liar, so I don't have any reason to believe you now, and I don't care about things of the past, and that includes you.” Ferdinand replied to Mr Shawn.“ Very well we'll see about that.” Shawn said with a smile.The police officers took Shawn, Drake and Serah away, and Ferdinand took his car home, but before he got home, he bought an expensive gift for Anabel.When he got home, he explained everything that happened to Grandpa, of course, leaving what Shawn said out.Grandpa couldn't help but feel proud of the grandson he had.Ferdinand felt the urge to ask Grandpa about what Shawn spoke of, but he decided to brush it off.Ferdinand left Grandpa and went to see Anabel. “ Hey honey, I'm back.” Ferdinand said.Anabel was surprised to see that Ferdinand came back so early.“ What happened to your trip, did you cancel it?” Anabel asked, feeling concerned.“ No, I mean yes. The truth is, I wasn't supposed to travel, I just made it all up.” Ferdinand replied.“ Hmm, t
Ferdinand was taken aback by Aunt Rose's sudden actions. "Aunt Rose, please stand up," he urged, feeling uncomfortable with her kneeling before him.But Aunt Rose remained steadfast. With tears in her eyes, she begged Ferdinand to consider releasing Serah, to give her another chance at redemption.Ferdinand sighed softly, a mix of memories and emotions flooding his mind. "Serah was my childhood friend, and she was once my girlfriend," he admitted quietly. "I can't hold onto my anger forever. If she promises to change her ways, I will consider releasing her."A glimmer of hope shone in Aunt Rose's eyes as she nodded fervently. "I have spoken to her, Ferdinand. She is willing to change, to make amends for her mistakes."Ferdinand nodded solemnly, a sense of resolution in his voice. "Very well then. I will pay her a visit and see for myself."Aunt Rose's eyes lit up with gratitude as she stood up, her expression filled with relief and gratitude. "Thank you, Ferdinand. Thank you for your
Till now, Ferdinand had seen Mr X as a cold heart man with no emotions, maybe because of his looks. But today, Ferdinand had seen a new side of him.Anabel was right to believe in change. If a criminal like him could change his ways, what More of Serah?“Very well then, Mr Shawn. I give you my word. I will release Serah if you give me all the answers I need, beginning with who is The Don and what connection does he have with the death of my parents?” Ferdinand questioned.“The Don was a great Mafia boss. One of the most feared Mafia bosses of the underground businesses.” Mr Shawn replied.Ferdinand nodded, his eyes showing his longing to hear more. “ Go ahead,” he urged.“ So, like I said, The Don was a powerful mafia boss, but there were other Mafia bosses who were just as powerful, and one of them named Kai happened to have a disliking for The Don.They became blood enemies, ready to bring each other down with every means they had.At first The Don seemed to be winning, but he ha
As Ferdinand entered Grandpa's chamber at the Hawthorne mansion, he found the elder man seated by the glass wall overlooking the bustling city. Grandpa appeared engrossed in the morning newspaper until Ferdinand's arrival caught his attention.“Ah, Ferdinand, the Talk of the Town! Come in!” He said with a big smile.Ferdinand raises an eyebrow “What do you mean, Grandpa?”Grandpa handed Ferdinand the newspaper, where an article boldly portrayed his rise from a humble university student to a renowned figure, mentioning his past struggles.But some of the details were exaggerated. They mentioned that Ferdinand went for days without food.Ferdinand chuckled, “they make it sound like I survived on air and ambition. It wasn't that dramatic.”“But it must have been tough for the grandson of a multi billionaire to go through such hardships.” Grandpa commented.Ferdinand fell silent for a moment before turning to Grandpa with a more serious expression.“Grandpa, can you tell me again how my
On the rooftop of a sixty-floor skyscraper, a man named Joe stood, his silhouette against the city skyline as he puffed on his cigar, the smoke intertwining with the evening breeze. Lost in his thoughts, he gazed down at the bustling city below, seeming to be in a contemplative mood.As if breaking through his thoughts, a familiar voice approached from behind. "Careful, Joe, you might fall off the building," joked his friend Samuel as he joined Joe on the rooftop. Samuel was a jovial man, always ready with a quip or a smile, but he noticed that Joe was uncharacteristically serious.Ignoring the joke, Joe continued to stare into the horizon. Sensing the change in his friend's mood, Samuel asked gently, "How was your date with Catrina?"Joe finally turned to face Samuel, his expression unreadable. "Cancelled," he replied in his usual cold tone. Samuel raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "Why? I thought you were into her," he asked.Joe's response was unexpected. "I felt no connection with
Today was Marcus's last bachelor party before his wedding to Sophie, the air was filled with excitement and anticipation. Ferdinand, usually a man of elegant taste, surprised everyone with his dressing style.He was dressed in a crisp black suit that contrasted sharply with his fair complexion. But there was something off about Ferdinand's attire. Instead of the formal attire expected at such an event, he was dressed like a wind servant, complete with flowing robes and a feathered mask, ready to serve his friend Marcus in any way he could.Marcus raised an eyebrow at his friend's unusual choice of outfit. "Ferdinand, what's with the costume?"Ferdinand smiled mischievously behind his mask. "I decided to dress the part of a servant tonight, Marcus. It's my way of ensuring that you have a night to remember."Marcus chuckled, shaking his head in amusement. "You never cease to surprise me, my friend. But I wouldn't expect anything less from you." He clapped Ferdinand on the back, gratef