“You heard me right. You should go kneel to him right now,” Emma reaffirmed, her gaze fixed on Timber.“Are you aware of how embarrassing it is for me to do what you are asking me?”Emma butted in immediately. “No, the real question is if you are aware of how dangerous it is that we leave here without signing the contract.”Timber furrowed his brow in contemplation as Emma continued.“We would totally become bankrupt. Is this what your father would have expected from you if he were to be alive.”“But father is not here now, is he?” Timber hunched in embarrassment.“Yes, he is not here and that is why you have to take charge. Right now you are messing everything up which is not what father would have wanted,” Emma retorted.“Okay, okay, Mum, it's okay. I get it. I messed up okay? I messed up and I am going to make it right,” Timber uttered, his eyes dull in despair.“Very good, now is the time to make it right,” Emma affirmed.Timber’s mind raced with a storm of thoughts, his body tens
**A drop of tears escaped Miriam’s eyes as she recalled the beautiful moment with her father. The fact that her father always called her his little hero made her feel encouraged and devastated at the same time. She wished Mr. Zendaya was still alive. She had always tried to hide the pain in her heart but a sudden sense of revenge was digging up the pain again.Her eyes were aflame with rage and her lips twisted in a sneer of contempt.Her interview with Dexter made her feel closer to finding out the people who murdered her parents - at least she knew that they belonged to an organization or cult. All she had to do was to figure out who exactly was responsible for her parent’s murder.She could feel it in her bones that the person was still alive.The name of one of the informants Dexter exposed was Jordyn Serfa.But she remembered that Dexter could still give her more information.She picked up her landline to call her assistant who came into her office immediately.“Have Dexter com
“What? Wha—” Mr. Hodson’s eyes were wide in wonder. Things were getting too heated and even though he seemed up to the task in his last statement, he was beginning to fold.“I said get out!” Miriam roared again, her voice loudly traveling out of her office.Mr. Hodson had seen enough. His body was stiff in terror and his mind shook with panic. In an instant, he jolted out of his seat and reached for the door, his movement slow and calculated as he got out.Miriam banged her right hand on her seat so loudly in anger, the files on her desk feeling the force coming from the hit as they flew away in pieces.Miriam soon after bowed and buried her head in her hands as if she had just come to a realization that she acted very weirdly. Tears began to come off her face as her eyes were downcast. She screamed at the top of her voice as if she was letting out something inside of her that she had piled up inside of her for so long.Of course, she knew that she had overreacted with Mr. Hodson. Sh
"Oh, I am sorry ma’am but it was delicate for me to leave what I was doing unfinished," Ms. Serfa responded.Miriam’s face reddened as she wanted to interrogate further but she calmed her nerves. That was not the plan. She wanted to be extremely nice to her because of her plan. She couldn't afford to let her know about the boiling rage inside of her.“Alright, it is actually not a problem. I thought as much that you must be very busy. I rate you very highly, Ms. Serfa,” Miriam remarked, her lips curved in a brief plastic smile.“Oh, thank you, Ms. Zendaya,” Ms. Serfa responded.“Please, do have a seat,” Miriam offered and Jordyn Serfa took her seat.“You know, sometimes I wonder how you guys at the production department cope with the stress and everything. It must be very stressful at times, isn't it?” Miriam asked.She was trying to establish a rapport between herself and Ms. Serfa.“Oh, yes. Sometimes, it can be a handful but I guess that is why we were trusted with the job that we
Perhaps she was alerting her fellow evildoers, Miriam thought. If it were a normal message that didn’t involve some ulterior motives, she wouldn't be so intense typing it.Miriam shifted the gears smoothly with efficient grace as she drove out of the parking garage, Ms. Serfa seated comfortably on the driver’s seat.There was an awkward silence in the air as Miriam drove before she thought that she should lighten up the mood a bit.“So, Mrs. Serfa, do you have a man? I mean a husband,” she asked, a friendly smile on her face.“Oh, erm, I used to have a husband but I no longer have, he’s dead,” Ms. Serfa responded.“Oh, so sorry about that,” Miriam consoled. “That must have been very difficult for you to bear.”Ms. Serfa paused for a while as if thinking of what to say next before she responded. “No, actually. It was not difficult at all. His death was probably the best thing that happened to me.”Miriam furrowed her eyebrow in surprise. “How is that?”“He was scum - a poor little thi
"What do you mean I am wasting my time?” Ms. Serfa queried, her eyes filled with dread. “I need you to get me out of here. Do you know that what you are doing is kidnap? You can't force me to go wherever with you?”Ms. Serfa knew that there was a lot of danger her way but she tried to play it down a little with her words. She thought that an assumption that Miriam perhaps didn't know what she was doing was going to make her change her mind.Miriam went silent again, her eyes cold and evil.“Just tell me where are we going? I am ready to play it cool with you if you can tell me what this is all about,” Ms. Serfa spoke with fear again.A smirk played at the corner of Miriam’s lips as she heard Ms. Serfa’s words before she zoomed the car toward a corner and parked it. They had finally reached a place where there was a building after passing through many bushes and forests. It was an abandoned warehouse, one of the places Paul had told her that he intended to set up a new branch of his
"Now tell me, who do you work for?” Miriam asked.Ms. Serfa bowed her head in silence, uttering no words to Miriam’s question.“Now, you see, that is a very dangerous thing to do. I don't cope well with being ignored. When I ask you a question, I expect an immediate answer,” Miriam seethed.Ms. Serfa raised her head, her face tinged with tiredness. “I work for you, have you forgotten soon? I am your employee and that of the Imperial Society —-”Ms. Serfa could barely complete her statement when she heard a loud thud on her cheek. The slap sent her hair flinging out as she felt the pain deep in her cheekbones.“Now, I will ask one more time. Who do you work for?” Miriam asked again, her eyes burning with hatred.Ms. Serfa let out a low growl, her body still feeling the effect of the slap.“And why are you so interested in knowing the people I work for, eh?” Ms. Serfa said admittedly but a hint of stubbornness still felt in her voice.Miriam delivered a devastating blow, her fist connec
"Why don't you tell me? I mean, you work for the Kazi—-whatever you guys call yourself. You must know who killed my parents —-”“Haha, so this is about your daddy and mummy,” Ms. Serfa uttered mockingly.The way Ms. Serfa uttered the words ‘daddy’ and ‘mummy’ sent a shiver down Miriam’s spine as she could tell that she was trying to make fun of it.POW! POW! POW!With a burst of tension, Miriam pumped Ms. Serfa with ruthless brutality, her blows landing with a heartless force. Miriam’s face was contorted in a cold and heartless rage as she struck also with her baton.The hits kept coming thick and fast on Ms. Serfa’s face which now had blood drooling from it. Ms. Serfa crumpled at the force of the assault, her arms raised in a futile attempt to defend herself. Her breath was coming in short gasps as she struggled against the ropes tying her down.Grabbing her by her dress, she yelled. “Tell me, who the bastard is in your organization who killed my parents? Tell me!”Miriam spat her w