Camille soon excused herself after she seemed to have told Doctor White to back off so that she could go to her house. Jude could realize that Doctor White didn't understand why he was being rejected.Jude heaved another sigh of relief when he saw that Doctor White had finally left Camille alone.He then plugged his earbud device to connect with Morgan. “Morgan, get ready. Camille is about to pass that route I was telling you about. We are lucky that she didn't pass through the estate gate. At the moment I give the word, we should burst out immediately and reach for her.”Jude’s focus was a laser and a beam of unwavering concentration as he crept out of the cab with his head lowered. He turned his gaze to find out that Morgan had also crept out of his cab so he waited for a while for Morgan to meet up with him before they proceeded together.Jude and Morgan darted from one patch of darkness to another with their pistols hidden by the hook of their belts as they flitted through until t
Camille soon excused herself after she seemed to have told Doctor White to back off so that she could go to her house. Jude could realize that Doctor White didn't understand why he was being rejected.Jude heaved another sigh of relief when he saw that Doctor White had finally left Camille alone.He then plugged his earbud device to connect with Morgan. “Morgan, get ready. Camille is about to pass that route I was telling you about. We are lucky that she didn't pass through the estate gate. At the moment I give the word, we should burst out immediately and reach for her.”Jude’s focus was a laser and a beam of unwavering concentration as he crept out of the cab with his head lowered. He turned his gaze to find out that Morgan had also crept out of his cab so he waited for a while for Morgan to meet up with him before they proceeded together.Jude and Morgan darted from one patch of darkness to another with their pistols hidden by the hook of their belts as they flitted through until t
It had to be the same vehicle where the driver stuck out a hand and waved to him in an apology. Did the same taxi follow him and Camille to the estate?That was weird, he thought. He knew that he wasn't making a mistake about the taxi. It was the same purple taxi and he even memorized some other scratches he saw on it when his Range Rover was hit by it. The same scratches were still there.Perhaps he had to check the inside of the taxi, he thought. It might just not be a mere coincidence that the taxi came all the way over to where he wanted to drop Camille off. There had to be something more. Doctor White pressed against the window, his eyes straining to decipher the contents of the vehicle.Damnit!Doctor White shrieked, his breath coming in short and ragged gasp as his body trembled.He first saw a bunch of keys but on a closer look he a pistol beside it and two blood-stained knives.What the hell?! He suspected that whoever it was in the cab who hit him followed him to the estate
“Can you imagine this man,” the younger security butter in again. He was determined to prove that Doctor White was not making sense with his so-called observation. “How can you say that you saw weapons inside a vehicle that is not even in this street but in the next? How does that affect the safety of any of the persons who live in this estate?”His voice was contorted with query and aggression.Bambi was noticing some sense in what his junior colleague was saying. The street he was talking about was close to the estate but it was still a different street. Also, it was very possible that since it was night, he wasn't so sure of what he was seeing.Bambi flickered his gaze repeatedly between Doctor White and his junior colleague. “Look, Sir, what’s your name?”“You can call me Doctor White,” he responded.“Oh, so you are a doctor,” the junior colleague security butted in again but Bambi signaled for him to take it easy.“Alright Doctor White. Let's assume that what you said was even tr
Doctor White’s face flushed with a deadly flush of embarrassment as his soul was filled with despair. He wondered how a responsible man with a doctorate in medicine and surgery would be trading words with a drunken security man. He knew that it was beyond him to toil at that hour of the night with a security who didn't have a sense of responsibility. It was only Camille that could make him go to such an extent - and to think that he was even rejected by the same Camille.The junior officer continued with his mocking words with the precision of a drunkard. “So, why don't you tell me? What’s your agenda with her? Considering how long thay discussion was I assume that you were trying to convince her into something very naughty, weren't you?”The junior officer winked in a cut of mockery toward Doctor White. “Who would have thought that Mr. Doctor would also want to have some fun, haha.”Doctor White was so embarrassed that he wished that he could just disappear from the scene for a whil
“I am not sure how much time she has left but I don't think that she has much time left. Things are not looking good at the moment and she might die,” Janet Winston responded, her voice breaking amidst the silent tears that were dropping off her face.Janet was the last person to witness Lady Winston before she was in a state of coma. She recalled how she warned her against going to the meeting with Mr. Maxwell and how she told her that even if she was going to go, she should go with either Frank Winston or Thomas Winston.Why did she have to be so stubborn and refuse to yield to her counsel? She could see the handwriting on the wall. It was very clear to her that something was wrong and Lady Winston’s desperation to go for the meeting was what made her even more cautious about it.Lady Winston never liked to be in a position where she would be anxious. She liked to sit back and plan her best move but visiting Mr. Maxwell just seemed like a half-thought plan. There was no deliberation
If wasn't time for a sibling quarrel, she thought. There would be time for that but for now, they had to secure the antidote for Lady Winston before she lost her life.Perhaps Thomas was right. She shouldn't have adopted a heavy metal approach especially because she would still be bitter about the humiliation that she received at the hands of Lady Winston, Janet thought.She would at least pretend to be more considerate this time and ask about her baby or do some other things to make her feel more emotionally inclined.Janet knew that if there was something she didn't know how to do, it was to pretend. She knew that it was going to be difficult to hide her disdain for her sister even though she secretly admitted the fact that her sister was much better at the job than herself.Sarah was much more proactive than herself even though it felt very bitter for her to admit it. During her first week taking over as secretary of Winstons Corporation, she suffered panic attacks on various occas
Sarah interrupted Janet as she was speaking, her words suggesting that she wasn't going to be easily fooled by her. “And what were all those texts you have been sending to me? Just last night you said that you will cut out my tongue if I don't talk with Paul and prefer solutions on getting Lady Winston to have the antidote.”Janet swallowed giving herself time to think of the response she was going to come up with as she searched the gaze of Thomas and Frank.“Those words I spoke - I didn't really mean them. They were out of the frustration that I was experiencing because I couldn't help but see our mother in this state,” Janet spoke, her tone low with feigned compassion.“Nonsense!” Sarah blurted out. “I wasn't born two months ago, Janet. To make things clearer to you, I am older than you and apparently more intelligent than you.”Janet felt a cloud of bitterness hover around her as Sarah mentioned that she was more intelligent. She hated to hear that because deep inside of her she k