Tina flung a deadly frown in her direction almost immediately.
"Just take a good look at him. Does he look like someone who would be able to afford that dress?" Tina said with a tint of mockery in her voiceEver since she had come into the place, she had always been humiliated so it was her right to have the dress."A failed trial is exactly what is going to prove that," Willow responded.But even though her tone was strong, Vincent could already detect the strange flutter.She would certainly not be able to hold on for a long time."I don't think we should give him that trial."But Willow was still not buying her idea neither was Tina ready to throw away such a nice bargain.Their hearts raced faster than it was initially as they moved closer to each other slowly.Willow wanted to pull the dress away from her but she didn't know exactly what she was going to do."Are you trying to fight withImmediately the eyes of the manager met with the ripped dress, and everyone else in the room shivered almost immediately. Their hearts raced faster at the same time knowing how much trouble they would be getting themselves into."Does someone care to explain what is going on here?" He roared, his voice echoing throughout the hall.Their eyes were all pointed toward Tina, and even though they didn't spit out a single word from their mouth, he could already tell what was going on His eyes flung towards her direction almost immediately as he went ahead to say with a deadly glare on his face."Miss. Tina, you are a high staff and I have always expected more from you. Do you care to inform me what's going on now?" He Inquired swiftly.She shivered, opening her mouth to speak but words soon failed her.She turned around slowly towards Vincent and pointed at him. "He caused all of this. He ripped it apart. He was trying to take it away
Vincent walked off from the store. While he walked away, everyone in the store kept on staring at him from behind.Willow was certainly overwhelmed, still finding it difficult to believe what was happening.Her heartbeat raised faster. She had risen to the state of a billionaire just within a day. Her smile certainly knew no bounds. She looked up into the sky as the smile that was hanging on her face broadened even more."Thank you, Lord, for such a day like this." She said once again with a thick smile on her face.Meanwhile, Vincent shot a glance at his wristwatch. Due to the event that had occurred earlier, he was certainly not going to have much time to change into his new dress.A really deep sigh escaped from his mouth almost immediately.But after a while, a thought flashed through his mind. The System had not come with the information that he had fulfilled his task.Vincent could already feel his heart
As the rain falls outside, the sounds are varied and constant. The gentle patter of the raindrops against the window is punctuated by the occasional rumble of thunder. The air is thick with the smell of wet earth, and the wind blows through the trees, making the leaves rustle softly. In the distance, the occasional car horn or siren can be heard, but mostly the night is quiet and still. The rain creates a sense of peace and calm, and the darkness makes the world feel small and cozy.Jack had made his way into the club. The loud music blasted through the speakers, making everyone sway their hips to its rhythm. Jack wasn't here to party, he had serious business at hand and there was only one place he could discuss his business; at the inner room.Before he would be allowed access into the inner room, he had to be checked thoroughly by the security at the doors and the moment he gained access, Jack would be welcomed into a smoke
Vincent had other plans in mind, instead of going back home immediately. If Jack was willing to go the extra miles to see that he would be killed, he was willing to revisit his inner demon once again.After minutes of driving, he arrived at a shopping complex which was desecrated. He made his way down to the back of the shopping complex and stepped inside. There was a lot of music going on, but the moment he stepped in the music stopped and all eyes were on him. Everyone in the room, seemed to be stoic with their gaze, as they stared him down."Look who is back? The prodigal son himself!" He looked up to see Evans coming down the stares with a glass of wine in his hands."Nice to see you too Evans. You have gotten fat." Vincent's comment would leave Snicker of laughter across the room from everyone."Don't you dare call me fat. This is success." Evans replied, turning around so Vincent could have a better view. "I cannot same t
After a year of slavery in the Salt tunnel of New York, Jessica was accustomed to being escorted everywhere in shackles and at sword-point. Most of the thousands of slaves in New York received similar treatment—though an extra half-dozen guards always walked Jessica to and from the tunnel. That was expected by Skull gang’s most notorious assassin. What she did not usually expect, however, was a hooded man in black at her side—as there was now.He gripped her arm as he led her through the shining building in which most of New York’s officials and overseers were housed. They strode down corridors, up flights of stairs, and around and around until she hadn’t the slightest chance of finding her way out again.At least, that was her escort’s intention, because she hadn’t failed to notice when they went up and down the same staircase within a matter of minutes. Nor had she missed when they zigzagged between levels, even though the building was a standard grid
But she had other things to think about as they continued their walk. Was she finally to be hanged? Sickness coiled in her stomach. She was important enough to warrant an execution from the Captain of the Guard himself. But why bring her inside this building first?At last, they stopped before a set of red-and-gold glass doors so thick that she couldn’t see through them. Captain Westfall jerked his chin at the two guards standing on either side of the doors, and they stomped their spears in greeting.The captain’s grip tightened until it hurt. He yanked Jessica closer, but her feet seemed made of lead and she pulled against him. “You’d rather stay in the tunnel?” he asked, sounding faintly amused.“Perhaps if I were told what this was all about, I wouldn’t feel so inclined to resist.”“You’ll find out soon enough.” Her palms became sweaty. Yes, she was going to die. It had come at last.The doors groaned open to reveal a throne room. A g
At a passing glance, one might think her eyes blue or gray, perhaps even green, depending on the color of her clothing. Up close, though, these warring hues were offset by the brilliant ring of gold around her pupils. But it was her golden hair that caught the attention of most, hair that still maintained a glimmer of its glory. In short, Jessica was blessed with a handful of attractive features that compensated for the majority of average ones; and, by early adolescence, she’d discovered that with the help of cosmetics, these average features could easily match the extraordinary assets.But now, standing before Evans Stoicas little more than a gutter rat! Her face warmed as Captain Westfall spoke. “I didn’t want to keep you waiting.”The Leader shook his head when Chaol reached for her. “Don’t bother with the bath just yet. I can see her potential.” The prince straightened, keeping his attention on Celaena. “I don’t believe that we’ve ever had the pleasure of an i
The prince’s eyes shone with amusement at her brashness but lingered a bit too long on her body. Jessica could have raked her nails down his face for staring at her like that, yet the fact that he’d even bother to look when she was in such a filthy state . . . A slow smile spread across her face.The prince crossed his long legs. “Leave us,” he ordered the guards. “Chaol, stay where you are.”Jessica stepped closer as the guards shuffled out, shutting the door. Foolish, foolish move. But Chaol’s face remained unreadable. He couldn’t honestly believe he’d contain her if she tried to escape! She straightened her spine. What were they planning that would make them so irresponsible?The prince chuckled. “Don’t you think it’s risky to be so bold with me when your freedom is on the line?”Of all the things he could have said, that was what she had least expected. “My freedom?” At the sound of the word, she saw a land of pine and snow, of sun-bleached cliffs