Alex’s employees lowered their heads fearfully as he paced in their midst, his face icy with rage, his blood boiling. “None of you can tell me that Derek’s company or one of his engineers mysteriously had the idea to create the exact same machine I invented. That machine was created as a result of years of my own personal hardwork and research!Do you all realise the amount of time I put in it? Do you realise how much of my hardwork has gone down the drain?” He roared, startling all two hundred of them.“I’m giving the culprit twenty four hours and no less to come to my office and confess to his crimes. Maybe then and just then, I might retract all the punishments I have in store for him.”That said, he walked out to his car, followed by Martins and the rest of his men.“What are you going to do now, sir?” Martins asked.Alex rubbed his jaw absent mindedly.“I don’t know yet. I need a few hours of rest. I’ll definitely think of something by tomorrow. Take me home.”“Roger that, sir.”
The next morning, Martins and three of his men were gathered in Alex’s office while he addressed them in somber tones.“…I hope you understand the plan.”They all nodded solemnly.“Yes, young master.”Alex nodded and leaned back in his chair.“I warned him that if he went low, I wouldn’t mind going lower. Derek wanted to step on my toes so badly. I hope he’s man enough to stomach the consequences.Now, we wait…”***. Exactly eight o’ clock in the evening, Alex picked up his tab and scrolled through the business news for the night when he stumbled on a video he’d been waiting for.“… to end the news, here’s a recap of the major stories. There’s a major problem in paradise for business man, Derek Hunter, as all ten investors who bought his miracle machine are all complaining of lapses. These investors have demanded that their money be refunded instantly. Currently, Derek and his company, Hunters & Sons Technology have not released any statements in relation to the matter.The machine i
“You still haven’t discovered who it was that leaked my blueprints?” Alex asked Martins.Martins lowered his gaze. “I’m sorry, young master, but no, I haven’t.”Alex paced his office with his hands firmly clasped behind his back.“It wasn’t a ghost, was it? Have you checked the CCTV footage?”Martins looked up. “Now that I think about it, no we haven’t. I’ll bring it up right now.”Martins hurried out of the room. Just as he was leaving, Luke, one of Alex’s men, stepped in with an iPad.“Young master.” He bowed. “Can I have a minute of your time?”Alex nodded. “What is it, Luke?”“I just wanted to inform you that the Andrews went to the New York Broadcasting Station earlier today and made a lot of defamatory statements about you concerning your involvement in Dr. Blakely’s case.”Intrigued, Alex grabbed the iPad from him and played the recording. A presenter’s voice came over the speakers. “So, we received news that your son was jailed by the just inaugurated Chief Master of The
“Any news from our inside men?” Alex asked Martins the next day.“Yes, sir. I received news that Mrs. Angela is planning on hosting another radio show with Mrs. Andrew tomorrow morning.”Alex smiled.“Concerning this issue?”Martins nodded.“Yes, sir.”“Okay.” Alex heaved a sigh. “I need the phone number of her managing director immediately.”“Yes, sir.” Martins bowed. “I’ll find out right away.”He exited the office and returned several minutes later with a paper in hand.“Here’s the number you requested, young master.”“Thank you Martins.” Alex took the paper and dialled the number with his personal phone without wasting time. The managing director picked up almost immediately.“Hello?”“Hello. My name is Alexander Stephan. I…”“Wait.” The MD cut in, already sounding excited. “Is this The Alexander Stephan? The leader of the Conglomerate?”Alex nodded.“Sure is.”“Wow. Young master, to what do I owe this pleasure?”“There’s something I want you to handle for me, Mr. MD. Someone, ra
ITALY“Get the private jet ready, Martins. We’re going to Italy.”The Grand Diamond Hotel was a world famous hotel located in the heart of Rome. With its modern, luxurious facilities, It could easily boast of being one of the best hotels in Italy. The hotel’s underground luxury club was a place where Italian big dogs gathered frequently. Ranging from drug barons to Dons and masters of the illegal art world, everyone who was someone in the underground crime syndicate frequented the club. And that was exactly where Alex hoped he would meet Don Francesco Carmine.Don Carmine was rumoured to be the most successful peddler of forged art in Italy. Not only could his artworks pass for the real deal, he’d also successfully stolen valuable artworks from museums, made replicas of them and then returned the original and sold the forged duplicates for millions of dollars. He was intelligent. He was crafty. He was a thief – he was exactly the type of criminal Alex expected Derek Hunter to get
“I want the money in my account before we proceed with any plans.” Carmine blurted, waving his gun in the air like a lunatic.Alex, on the other hand, remained calm.“All I need is your account details and the money will be wired to you immediately. Martins, note down the Don’s account details and forward it to my accountant immediately.”Martin obliged. For the next tense, silent seconds, the transaction was made and they all waited for Carmine to receive the money. A few moments later, a phone’s beep pierced the stiff atmosphere. Carmine whipped out his phone and stared at it for a few seconds, unable to believe his eyes. He slowly looked up at Alex, blinking at him like he’d fallen from the sky.“You were not joking.” He murmured in disbelief. “Two hundred million dollars.”Alex shrugged.“I am a man of my word, Carmine. But the real question is, are you? It’s your turn to fulfil your half of the deal.”“I can’t believe this.” Carmine muttered as he slowly took his seat. “Two hund
The crowd was frozen. All the guests stared at Blakely with stunned expressions. Meanwhile, Blakely lifted her chin, her eyes shining with pride.“Are you all surprised?” She asked, her voice as soft as silk. “Oh, don’t be. Our engagement was done hush hush. My fiancé is so in love with me that he couldn't even wait to organise a proper engagement party.”The women whispered amongst themselves, their voices laced with jealousy.“I can’t believe he’s taken.” One of the guests muttered sadly, “and I had my eyes on him. He’s so handsome.”“Ugh, forget the fact that they’re engaged and just take a look at her.” Meredith, Hunter Technlogy’s receptionist sneered. “What exactly does she have that we don’t? She’s not even that pretty and she has absolutely zero class. Alex made a terrible choice.”Her friends nodded in agreement. The truth was, both women were well aware of the fact that Blakely outshined them in both the beauty and sophistication department. They were just bitter that Alex
“Dang, it’s too bright…” Blakely moaned as she slowly blinked her eyes open. A sharp, bright light pierced through her lashes, almost blinding her. Disoriented, she tried to sit up but pain exploded in her already pounding skull and she fell against the hard chair with a grunt of pain.“It hurts.” She groaned, a single tear slipping down the corners of her eyes. “Everything hurts.”Her entire body felt like she’d just been panel beaten with a pestle. From the roots of her hair to her aching feet, she was completely in pain.“Where am I?” She whispered to herself, trying to remember what had happened. After five seconds of trying hard, she still couldn’t remember a thing. As she made to sit up, a deep, booming baritone filled the room.“Pumpkin pie, I can see you’re awake.”Blakely’s eyes flew open immediately. Her heart pounded wildly against her ribcage and her pulse thrummed with fear.“That voice…” she whispered. “I know that voice.”In the silence of the room, the echoing sound