"Hello! Where are you, young master?" Eric Raymond's voice is barely above whispers as he gazes at the original Wayne's pendant.The golden artifact glints from the light hanging above his head."I can't hear you, but if you can hear me, I'm at Savannah Suites." Alex Waynee's voice a bit husky.Hanging up the call immediately, Eric Raymond tested Alex Waynee and told him to wait wherever he was.John Paul had alerted him when he got the cyber alert of the searches made by Sandra Douglas.Immediately he moved and knocked out the historian and pretended to be him, so that he could retrieve the original Wayne's pendant from Sandra.Gazing at the back of the counter where he stood, he glared at the sedated historian and said, "So sorry Professor."Jumping into his car, he zoomed off to Savannah Palace.Moments later…"Young master! With due respect, you are putting your life and the lives of everyone who loves you in danger."Eric Raymond's voice was laced with anger.They were seated in
"I and Edward Hinnbergs had this thing going, but something happened…something I'm not proud to say out loud." Her voice was laced with trepidation.Her hands wobbled on the table. Gazing into her eyes, Her best friend could see the fear reeking all over her."Sandra, you can trust me with anything." Her best friend said, whilst holding her hand and squeezing it softly.Gazing into her eyes, Sandra began to rethink her idea of wanting to expose a big secret that might even end up getting her killed.But she trusted her best friend and Mrs Snow had proven to be the most trustworthy confidant in her life.Despite the overwhelming fear colliding within her, Sandra knew she needed to unburden herself, to finally exhale the weight that had been suffocating her for so long.Mrs Snow had weathered storms with her, offering unwavering support in times of vulnerability.Gazing into her eyes, Sandra took a deep breath, she steeled herself."Edward…He tried to sexually assault me the night befor
Alex Waynee's gaze immediately locked with that of his former Fiancée.The eye contact set off an emotional surge within Alex Waynee as if time had folded in on itself, compressing years of joy, heartache and longing into a single, charged moment.In that moment it was as though a kaleidoscope of memories had erupted.Each shard of recollection gleamed with the intensity of their shared history.Emotions rise like tidal waves, crashing against the walls Alex Waynee had erected around his heart.Their gaze felt like a bridge connecting the past and present, a fleeting echo of the love that once bound them together.He immediately moves his gaze away from the door to Mrs Williams, who had her face still etched in shock at the sight of the gold-plated platinum card."What is going on here?""Why is everyone staring at that beggar?" The cold and disdainful voice of Tyler Wells broke through causing everyone to laugh out loud."Why are you all wasting your time on him?" Janet Douglas's voi
"I am here to complete the transaction for the blue bag." Alex Waynee said as he approached the lady."Haven't I warned you, don't get me annoyed…the police were here earlier looking for you, don't make me call them back." Mrs Williams's voice was slightly above Whispers and laced with fear."Eric! Bring it in." Alex Waynee's voice was vehement. Immediately Eric Raymond walked into the store with a black bag that had the unique crest of Lex Adams International Bank.Immediately Mrs Williams saw the crest, she shuddered in trepidation."What's the meaning of this?" Mrs Williams asked in bewilderment, her eyes widened in surprise as Eric Raymond placed the bag before Alex Waynee and bowed before him.Mrs Williams stared askance at the whole scenario, her eyes were furrowed in bewilderment.Pacing around, Alex Wayne walked around the store, staring at masterpieces that were locked away in their various containments.Without sparing the lady a glance he continued pacing around the store a
The next morning Tyler Wells is sitting as receptionist at Elvis Global Empire.His heart raced as the thought of his father's voice scolding him very early in the morning reverberated throughout his mind.His father's voice echoes with a sternness that seems to cut through the present moment.Gazing around, Tyler Wells could feel the weight of his father's expectations pressing down on him, each word a sharp reminder of the standards he was to meet.'You have to get us closer to more power and influence in whistling meadows by getting us a merger or a good deal with Elvis Global Empire.' The cold and emotionless voice of his father reverberates through every fiber of his being.As he sat at the receptionist at Elvis Global Empire, his father's voice seemed to linger in the air, a constant presence urging him to excel, to prove himself, and more especially to live up to the family's name."Mr Tyler!!!" The 7th shout of the receptionist finally jolted Tyler Wells out of thoughts.Stari
"Hello, sir." The voice of Mr Well's accountant was laced with terror as he passed the dreaded message across."What is it, Melissa?" Mr Wells asked as he stood up fidgeting.Tyler Wells only stared from his seat, at this moment he wished the ground could just open up and swallow him immediately.Gazing at his father, he realized immediately that something was definitely wrong as beads of sweat built down his father's face more profusely.His body wobbled as he watched the whole scenario play out right in front of him like a well-edited video."Dad! What is the problem?" His voice was laced with a mix of concern and empathy for his dad.Although he had failed his dad and the family several times, he still owed his father the big responsibility to look after him in any way possible."What! All the investors are leaving…what about our reserved funds…wouldn't it be enough to shield us from total bankruptcy?" Mr Wells asked, his heart raced with shock and his face etched with trepidation.
Gazing intently into Lady Karen Douglas's eye, he was starting to see the whole truth coming together piece by piece.The last statement that Lady Karen Douglas had made before leaving with her worthless daughter-in-law still reverberates throughout the mind of Alex Waynee.What does Lady Karen Douglas know about Lord Douglas's death?'I know Donald Douglas was hiding something but not Grandma Lady Karen.' His thoughts swirled in a whirlwind of confusion and suspicion.Lady Karen Douglas, with her poised demeanour and genteel facade, had always been an enigmatic figure in the Wayne family.Her last words lingered like an ominous in Alex Waynee's mind, hinting at a deeper understanding of the events surrounding Lord Douglas's untimely demise."Eric Raymond!" Aren't we there already? Alex Waynee asked, his voice barely above whispers.The Escalade ESV was moving at 240 MPH."Not yet Lord Alex! And might I ask, what is actually your reason for wanting to get a job outside whistling meado
Pacing around in the bathroom, Alex Waynee's face is etched in bewilderment."How does this guy keep finding me…he was actually the reason I decided to come work at Bluestone, not just him alone, plus my soon-to-be mother-in-law." Alex Waynee spoke out loud to him.The bathroom was locked from the inside to prevent anyone from entering the bathroom.Immediately he saw the guy with that seared face, he turned his gaze away from him to avoid any form of eye contact but it was already too late as he had already seen him, perhaps he had followed him all the way from Whistling Meadows.As he turned his gaze to face him, he was gone like a fleeting apparition, varnished into the midst of uncertainty, leaving Alex Waynee questioning his presence.The sudden disappearance akin to a magician's act, left a sense of unease swirling in the air, as if the man with the seared was truly never there.It was as though he melted seamlessly into the shadows, leaving behind only ghostly whispers of the e