"Alex Waynee! No one has seen or heard from Kevin since the day of the Incident at the dressing room." Josh said as he dons his apron for the days work.Without sparing Josh a glance he said, "I'm as surprised as you are…I really don't know why he hasn't been coming to work…it's been 3 days now." His voice barely above whispers as he dons his own lab coat ."It's just weird…but we have got to admit it, these three days with Kevin have been awesome…no bullying and everyone is happy and joyous." Alex Waynee said, smiling gleefully at his friend, Josh."I know but I just can't shake off the feeling that something bad has happened to him…maybe he needs help or something." Josh said, his voice barely above whispers."How exactly do you do this?" Alex Waynee's voice was laced with bewilderment and anxiousness."How do I do exactly what?" Josh asked, his gaze furrowed in bewilderment."I mean Kevin bullied both of us and made jest of us some days ago, now that something terrible might happen
Pacing around in anger, Alex Waynee walked towards his locker and opened it, bringing out his phone immediately, he called Eric Raymond."Come on, pick up the phone already." His feet fast as he paced to and fro.'I will teach that lady a lesson he will never forget in her life very soon…I mean how could dare she?…does she really know who I am?' His thoughts raced as he clenched his fists, feeling the heat rise in his chest.The locker room echoed with the furious rhythm of his steps, the sound echoing off the lockers.Gazing around the locker room, his face etched with bewilderment.His phone was pressed against his ears, each unanswered ring intensifying his frustration.Gazing at the phone in frustration, his eyebrows furrowed in anger, his voice crackled with impatience and rage as he shouted," Pick up Eric! Dang it!""Hello! Young master." Eric Raymond finally picked up his phone.His voice was like ice that quench the fiery anger that consumed Alex Waynee."Can you always please
The sky in Monaco was bright, there weren't any signs of storms in the sky.Mr Hanes and his wife Anita are sitting on the beach enjoying their vacation."Could this vacation get any better?" Mrs Anita asked as she laid on the beach bed by his husband's side."Nothing beats a good vocation in an undisclosed location, where no one would bother you with calls and excessive work load." Her voice was barely above whispers as she stared out the open beaches filled with billionaires probably on vacation just as they were.The beach was a canvas of serenity, the soft sands, a welcoming embrace beneath their feet.Crystal clear water danced in the sunlight, a mesmerizing spectacle of azure hues stretching as far as the eyes could see.Gentle waves kissed the shoreline, creating a soothing melody that harmonizer with the distant laughter of the vocationers.Palm trees swayed in graceful rhythm, casting dappled shadows that provided a respite from the sun's warm embrace.The sun carried a delic
Mr Hanes couldn't believe what happening to him as he paced around the room in frustration.He undonns his tuxedos and flung it to wall in anger."Why is all this happening to me…this is a company that I have built for over 11 years if not more." His voice was loud.As onlookers started peering their into the room, the bodyguard quickly closes the door behind Mr Hanes and his wife, Anita, muffling the shouts coming from the room.The tension inside the room was palpable as Mr Hanes continued pacing around.Standing up abruptly, he walked over to his tuxedos on the floor, opening it, he pulled out the paper that held the message that was faxed to him from his office via embassy.Gazing at the paper, it read, 'It read someone from your family angered Lord Wayne, thus the investor of investors is pulling out of the Hanes' cooperation.'He stood transfixed and stared at the paper in askance.His thoughts raced as though the world was suddenly plunged into an eerie silence, each tick of th
Dropping off from the car was Iris Douglas, she walked slowly towards the door of her house.She had forgotten her phone and gone to work at the Douglas Empire.Entering the house, she staggered to the light switch and flickers it on ImmediatelyThe light floods the entire room illuminating the whole room.Her gaze Immediately falls on their wedding picture that hung just the wall in front of her.She smiled gleefully, as the memories of her wedding to Donald Douglas flooded her mind like a kaleidoscope of vibrant colors swirling in a mesmerizing dance.Each memory was a hue, painting the canvas of her mind with joyous moments: the radiant smiles exchanged, the tender whispers of love, the euphoric dance they shared as newlyweds.It was as if every moment from that day was a brushstroke, creating a masterpiece of cherished happiness.The image in the photograph seemed to come alive, radiating the same warmth and love that enveloped her heart.Turning her gaze to her bed, she spotted h
The cold and detached voice of Mr Hanes broke through from the other end of the phone."Dad I'm at home…I'm so sorry for not taking your calls on time…I actually forgot my phone at home and went to work." Her voice laced with a mix of happiness and remorse."It's okay my love…it's okay…hope you are doing great at Douglas?" He asked his voice barely above whispers. "Yes dad I'm doing great at the Douglas." Her voice barely above whispers."I was really scared when I couldn't get across to you and mom after seeing your missed calls." Her voice was laced with a mixture of trepidation and concern."We are doing great…have you checked the news recently?" Mr Hanes voice was barely above whispers."No dad…why do you ask?" Her voice was laced with trepidation."Nevermind, my daughter…everything will be okay." His voice is a bit quaky.Iris immediately senses that something is wrong.'My dad never sounds this way and why would he ask me if I have checked the news?' Her thoughts raced as if th
Opening the mahogany wooden door, ris met by the impassive face of Donald Douglas.His countenance wasn't bright and encouraging as though he was a portrait drained of its vibrant colors, replaced instead by a somber shades of gray.His eyes usually filled with warmth laughter, now mirrored solemnity of a stormy sky, void of their usual sparkle.The line etched on his face told a silent story of worry and burden, a stark contrast to the usual jovial line formed by laughter and joy.Iris felt a pang in her chest, seeing that the person loved so much cloaked in an unusual shroud of solemnity.Gazing into her eyes, Donald Douglas noticed she had been crying.His eyebrows furrowed in bewilderment as he closed the door and asked, "Iris your eyes are red, have you been crying since you came back from work?" His voice laced with concern and care for his wife.The room was silent with Iris staring at him as though she was caught in a whirlwind of emotions, her thoughts swirling like dry leave
"Yes I had to file for the the divorce as my grandmother Lady Karen Douglas had advised." Donald Douglas voice was barely above whispers as he plopped into his seat, his gaze was askance at Iris Douglas who had her face etched in bewilderment."I really don't understand…how could you do this to me, after all we have been through…after everything I have done for you…you still decided to treat me like this." Her voice was laced with anger and disbelief.She threw herself to the ground, sobbing like a tempest, her anguish echoing through the room like crashing waves against a stormy shore.Each sob seemed to carry the weight of s thousand shattered dreams.The pain in her heart was a symphony of the heartbreak and betrayals that reverberates off the wall.As she curled into herself it was as if the very fabric of her world was unraveling, leaving her stranded in a tempest of emotions, lost amidst the wreckage of a once promising love."Sandra please don't take this the hard way…this is