Turning around, Sandra Douglas's face was etched with a mixture of trepidation and anxiety.Her gaze fell on Iris Douglas who started laughing gleefully at her.Taking a deep breath of relief, Sandra Douglas asked in bewilderment. "Why the sudden change in your behavior towards me?"Sandra Douglas asked Iris Douglas, who shuddered backwards, her face etched with a mixture of concern and anxiety."But it's the truth, You and your husband, Donald Douglas, have only despised me and Alex Waynee since we got together."Sandra's voice was barely above whispers as she glared at Iris Douglas who had her face etched with a mixture of emotions.Iris Douglas stood there speechless and transfixed.Suddenly, the situation seems to be suspended in time, a palpable tension thickening the air between them. Iris Douglas stood there, her silence pregnant with unspoken words, her eyes darting between Sandra's accusing gaze and the weight of her own emotions.In that charged moment, the years of strain
Upon reaching home, Sandra peeped through the window to see if anyone was home."Shit! Alex Waynee is home.""This isn't good at all.""How am I going to face him now that the truth is out?""This is really bad…I really wished I hadn't broken up with him earlier…I should have waited for confirmation before I made my decision.""And speaking of which, where has that blackmailer, Kyla, been since yesterday?"Sandra Douglas muttered to herself, her face etched with a tumultuous blend of anxiety and regret.Her brow furrowed with the weight of her thoughts, each line on her face a map of conflicting emotions.The realization of her hasty actions lingered heavily, regret casting a shadow over her features. Her eyes darted nervously from the window to the door, contemplating the imminent confrontation with Alex, the man she had unknowingly pushed away with a rash decision.A sigh escaped her lips, laden with the weight of her predicament. The absence of Kyla, the mysterious blackmailer, o
"Well go on, pick the call.""It might be someone important, you can never tell."Alex Waynee said as if he was sure of the person who was calling Sandra Douglas.Staring askance at Alex Waynee, Sandra Douglas asked, "Are you sure I should answer it?"Her voice was laced with trepidation and concern."Yes answer it, but before you do that, let's step inside the house first."Alex Waynee said as he opened the door for Sandra Douglas to enter inside."Hello…who is on the line?"Sandra Douglas asked, her face etched with bewilderment as silence enveloped the whole room.The silence hung heavy, pregnant with anticipation, as if the very air held its breath in suspense. Sandra's voice trailed off into the receiver, echoing into the void of the unknown caller's identity. The pause seemed to stretch on, each passing second intensifying the mystery and the faintest tinge of unease.Suddenly, a crackle broke the stillness, a static-filled voice stuttered through the line, barely audible at f
"Alex!""Where are you?" The voice of Mrs Mary was vehement."I'm right here in the kitchen."Alex Waynee said, his voice barely above whispers.He was doing the dishes, he immediately rushed towards the room where Mrs Mary's voice was coming from."Alex, I know I promised my daughter that I would never bully you or insult you."Mrs Mary asked, her voice was barely above whispers and inquisitive.Staring askance at Mrs Mary, Alex Waynee replied, "Yes you did."His voice was laced with a mixture of concern and anxiety."Good…but you realize I was only joking right?" She said as she stared at the wall clock."I really don't understand what you mean by that?" Alex Waynee answered, his voice laced with trepidation.The situation was feeling tense, like a storm brewing on the horizon. Mrs. Mary's expression seemed inscrutable, caught between seriousness and a hint of something else. The air itself seemed to hold its breath, waiting for her next words to unravel the mystery of her intenti
Staring at the kidnappers, Alex Waynee tried to articulate the whole issue."One moment Mrs Mary is sending me on a death walk to the supermarket under the storm, moments later, I'm being kidnapped by some weirdos."His thoughts raced as he struggled to untie himself at the back of the car."Why are you guys doing this?"Alex Waynee asked, his voice laced with a mixture of trepidation and anxiety.He was met by silence as the two men didn't even spare him a glance."Who sent you to carry out this outrageous act…whatever he or she is paying you, I will double it."His voice was laced with trepidation.To his bewilderment the two weirdos didn't as a thing.The moving car enveloped Alex Waynee in an eerie silence, the only audible sound the muted hum of the engine and the occasional creak as it navigated the uneven road. Darkness shrouded the interior, broken sporadically by the passing glow of streetlights that flickered through the windows. His wrists strained against the rough ropes
"I can't believe you did this to me, Eric Raymond.""After all we have been through." Alex Waynee's voice was barely above whispers and laced with unbelief."If you could just let me say a word, Young master." Eric Raymond replied, his voice barely above whispers."Let you say a word? You plotted my kidnap.""You had this bunch of nobodies tie me up and blindfolded me.""What else did you want to tell me…oh, I know, tell them to shoot me."Alex Waynee said, his voice laced with a mixture of anger and trepidation as he spoke.The situation was intense as Alex Waynee just kept on saying things, while Alex Waynee just stared in bewilderment, rubbing his forehead with his hand."Young master!!!"The vehement voice of Eric Raymond finally broke through and caused Alex Waynee to shudder backwards."Young master, if you could just let me explain everything to you." Eric Raymond's voice was barely above whispers as he tried to calm Alex Waynee down and tell him what truly happened.Alex Wayn
"Eric Raymond, What is it you wanted to tell me?" Alex Waynee's voice was barely above whispers and laced with a mixture of concern and anxiety."Young master…" Eric Raymond called out not knowing how to complete the statement.His voice was laced with trepidation and anxiety.Staring at him in bewilderment, Alex Waynee spoke out loud,"Eric Raymond speak what happened and to who?"His voice was laced with trepidation as he spoke."Lord Wayne I don't know how you would take this but Kyla…"The situation was intense as the weight of unspoken words hung thick in the air, suffocating the room with anticipation.Eric Raymond's voice faltered, his gaze flickering between the floor and Alex Waynee, who stood rigid, a mix of dread and urgency etched across his face."Kyla..." Eric hesitated, the name barely escaping his lips before he paused, grappling with the gravity of his revelation. The silence stretched, punctuated only by the erratic rhythm of their breaths.The tension was palpable,
Sandra Douglas was home early today.Staring at her Louis Vuitton wrist watch, she realized that the time was still early."Why didn't investor Lee come to meet up with the board of directors as he promised he would?"Staring around in the car packed right in front of her parents apartment, her thoughts raced as if her mind were a sprinter on an Olympic track, dashing through a maze of concerns and possibilities.The silence of the car enveloped her, amplifying the ticking seconds on her watch and the weight of responsibility resting on her shoulders. Sandra's anticipation heightened, her imagination painting scenarios with each passing moment—each one a brushstroke of uncertainty on the canvas of her thoughts.She pondered the potential implications of Lee's absence, each scenario more elaborate than the last.'Was it a mere delay or an indication of deeper issues?'Her thoughts whirled with questions, each one accompanied by a surge of adrenaline that fueled her need for answers.O