Scott walked into the living room of Mr Fernando and found the whole family there waiting for him. Everyone glaring at him with looks of disgust and hate as he walked in.
It was now clear to Scott that Pedro already informed them since he was present there also."Scott,i want you to confirm if what Pedro told me just now is true." Mr Fernando spoke. "Did you try to steal the item from his office?" Mr Fernando questioned."No,Sir,it is all a misunderstanding. I didn't take it." Scott replied without hesitating or stammering."Just shut up!" Mrs Shiela chimed in,her voice mixed with anger and hatred. "You didn't take it? Why then was it found in your locker?!""I told you there was no use inviting him over. He would just keep on denying it!" Louis spat.Scott clenchend his fist in anger. If not for the fact that he needed to marry Catoline at all cost,he would have just broken up with her and get seperated from this wicked family."Scott,Pedro here showed me the video that was recorded by the surveilliance camera last night. It showed you walk into the office and when you walked in,the video blacked out." Mr Fernando explained in a cool tone as he tried to understand what was going on."Yes, i did enter into the office. But i only entered there to clean it since it's my job to clean after every worker has left." Scott responded. "And as for the surveilliance camera,i have no idea why it malfunctioned. It was probably a power cut out or something."Pedro who has been sitting there,angry that Scott seemed to be answering every single question without hiccup decided to spoke up. "Every other camera was working,except the one in the office and the one in the locker room,so it wasn't a power cut out. You probably messed with the cameras just to cover your tracks!"After hearing Pedro's words,Scott shifted his gaze to Caroline who stood there with a look of surprise and disbelief. Scott could see that Caroline was starting to believe the words Pedro spoke."And when the item was found in his locker today,he claimed to have no idea how it got there and he has a witness who can testify that they were both together the whole time. But when i questioned the so called witness,she said Scott was lying and they both never hung out!" Pedro continued."I honestly have no idea how the item ended up in my locker. I think someone planted it there!" Scott voiced out,his gaze fixed on Pedro which sent shivers down his spine and he began to sweat."What do you mean someone planted it there?" Mr Fernando asked with an attentive look."I don't know. A poor boy like me getting married to a girl who has turned down lots of guys. It normal that maybe one of those guys who has been chasing her isn't happy about our marriage is trying to frame me and make me look like a bad guy and make you cancek the wedding." Scott explained in a confident tone.All the while Scott explained,his eyes was fixated on Pedro who now hadca nervous expression and became restless."You speak nonsense,Trash!" Aunt Zaya chimed in. "Who would seriously get jealous for a nobody like you? You are nothing but a trash that belongs in the gutter and not worthy of marrying the only daughter of Mr Fernando!"This time around,Scott chuckled after hearing Aunt Zaya's words which made her face go bright red in anger."I think you are just jealous that someone younger than you is getting married before you. I mean,look at you,you are close to 40 years and still living with your brother." Scott shook his head in disapointment.Aunt Zaya and other family member clenchened their fist and gritted their teeth in anger as Scott talked back at her."Look at him,he has no respect. He stole from us and still has the guts to insult Zaya!" Mrs Shiela voiced out in anger."I think Scott is right." Mr Fernando said." And besides he didn't insult anyone. He only stated facts. And by the way,did the camera record Scott actually taking the item?" Mr Fernando inquired,shifting his gaze towards the nervous Pedro."No,Sir. He messed with the camera before it could capture him leaving with it." Pedro replied."I promise i didn't take it. Give me a couple of days to prove to you that i am innocent." Scott spoke up.The entire living room became silent as Scott spoke those words. Everyone was waiting for Mr Fernando to give his final decision."It's not like i believe you,Scott,but i am jusy giving you a chance to prove yourself and bring out evidence that proves your innocence." Mr Fernando stated. "You have 10 days to prove yourself. Unfailingly,I will cancel this wedding and sentence you to prison."The entire room began to murmur among themselves after hearing Mr Fernando's decision towards Scott. They felt like Mr Fernando already liked Scott even if he was out of their league."Thank you,Sir. I would try to prove my innocence." Scott replied joyfully before walking out of the living room and racking his brain on how he was going to prove his innocence.
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A web of deceit
"Uhm..." Kelly stuttered, her voice barely steady. "Just a friend of mine. She was only calling to check up on me," she said with a weak smile.Scott observed her carefully for a moment, then gave a slow nod. "Ah, I see." He shifted his weight slightly. "I just came to tell you I’ll be heading out now. I have to check in at the company and also visit some of the leaders from the powerful houses. I still need more men and weapons."Kelly blinked in confusion. "Why do you need more men? The war is over, right? The leader is dead.""Yes, Mohammed Al-Shammari is dead…" Scott replied with measured clarity, "but there’s no guarantee his followers will back down. There's a real possibility they might retaliate. We need to remain vigilant and prepared at all times."Kelly gave a slow, acknowledging nod. "I see...""I’ve already informed Angela about what to do. She’ll take care of Edward, just like we agreed," Scott added, glancing toward the hallway. She nodded again in silence. "I'll take m
More time
Kelly stared at the screen of her phone for several moments, a puzzled expression etched deeply across her face.It was an unknown caller.She hesitated, her thumb hovering over the answer button, before finally pressing it."Hello, Kelly," a deep, familiar voice rumbled the moment she accepted the call.The sound of the voice sent shivers coursing down her spine. Her heart skipped a beat, and beads of cold sweat trickled down her temples, dampening her skin."You know who this is, don't you?" the voice asked with calm menace.Kelly didn’t answer right away.She let the words settle inside her like a weight before finally gulping down the lump in her throat and responding, her voice trembling, "You’re supposed to be dead. They said you were dead. How are you alive?""Yeah, they really thought they killed me," Mohammed bellowed with cold amusement. "How dumb of them to think they could get rid of me so easily.""But… how? How did you survive?" Kelly stammered, her voice now a low whisp
Is it over?
"I'm sure of it, boss. There's no way he survived the fall. I saw it with my own eyes. He's dead," Kael assured, after receiving nothing but silence from Scott.Scott still remained mute, his gaze fixed on the concrete floor, his head filled with thoughts.Mohammed dying today was the last thing he expected to happen. He never thought Kael and his men would be able to take him down… but somehow, they did.He wanted to believe they were lying, that they hadn’t actually killed him… but the rest of his men also assured him. They told him they witnessed it. They saw him go off the cliff and die.With the group of witnesses backing the story, he saw no reason not to believe the words they were saying.If he truly was dead, then the vendetta was over. He had won.This wasn’t the type of ending Scott had expected. In fact, he wasn’t expecting it to end any time soon… but it was truly over.He finally raised his head to meet Kael’s gaze.Scott placed his right hand on his shoulder and squeeze
Victory?
"A list? What's on the list?" Angela asked, curiosity evident in her eyes."Just one thing," Scott responded."And what's that?" she inquired."Kill a man," Scott replied instantly.Hearing those words from Scott, Angela’s eyes widened in shock.She opened her mouth to speak, but before she could utter a word, the entrance door of the office creaked open—and in stepped a man.He was clad in a white T-shirt, though it was so dirty it now looked brown. His trousers were torn, and his hair was unkempt, tangled into messy strands that hadn’t seen a comb in days.Scott stared at the man for a few long seconds, his brow furrowing as he tried to place the face. It took him a little while to recognize him.“Sullivan?” Scott blurted out in disbelief, rising to his feet.“Sullivan?” Angela repeated quietly to herself, her mind racing as she tried to recall where she had heard that name before—and when she had known him. A few moments later, the memory clicked into place. “Wait… the same guy who
Worry
Scott walked down the dimly lit hallway, and a few moments later, he arrived in front of his personal office. He pushed the door open and walked inside, then made his way toward his chair.He sat down in silence and folded his arms, his head filled with restless thoughts.Now that Matteo Montanari had agreed to help him—and had also given him his men, along with a promise to secure more soldiers and weapons from the houses under his command—Scott now held the upper hand against Mohammed Al-Shammari. He could easily launch an attack and end everything at once... but there was a problem.He had no idea where Mohammed’s base was located. All he knew was that they were somewhere in Italy, but he didn’t know the exact location.“Those bastards,” Scott cursed under his breath. “They know exactly where I am, where I’m going, and who I’m meeting... yet I have no idea where they are or what they’re planning. I might have more men and better weapons than they do, but all of it is useless when I
Survival at any cost
Screech!!!A loud screeching sound echoed as Scott's men hit the brakes and came to a halt a few paces away from the edge of the cliff. Kael leaped off the car and landed on the ground, his gun clenched tightly in his right hand as he advanced forward, making his way toward the edge.The rest of the men on top of their cars also leaped off and walked behind him. They all came to a halt at the cliff’s edge and glanced all the way down.“Is he insane or what?” one of the men in a black suit asked, his gaze fixed on the waters below. Mohammed’s car was barely visible. Only the top could be seen, and a few seconds later, the car was no longer visible as it sank into the water.“I knew he was a nut job, but I wasn’t actually expecting him to drive off a cliff,” another man muttered.“Do you think he’s dead?” he asked, turning toward Kael.“I don’t think he survived that,” Kael bellowed, his gaze never leaving the waters below. “He’s injured. There’s no way he’d be able to swim. We’d have s
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