Novels by writesthomas

He sniggered, shaking his head slowly.“Don’t tell me that you think that I could possibly kill you with a glass of water…” He stared with a wry smile and even though Clifford said nothing, it was very obvious that several thoughts were running through his mind.Stephen scoffed, drawing his attention at once.“Well…” He cleared his throat, still holding onto his wry smile.“If I were in your shoes, I would also have the same thoughts going on inside my head. You were a very mean boss, and no one deserves the kind of things you did to me…”Clifford bent his face to the ground again, covered by guilt and nervousness. His blood was suddenly beginning to flow faster than before, and his heart beating like racing horses.“Go ahead and drink the water. I don’t have any reason to kill you, at least not yet…” Stephen said with a frown, and even though Clifford was still full of doubt, it suddenly felt like his fate depended on the water.He looked at the water inside the glass like he was

CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX“Please, Lord…” He muttered, but he was reminded that he had not prayed in a very long time.Without even realizing it, he had lost every form of hope, everything inside him reminding him that he had really messed up.Stephen nodded while going through the document, but it was really hard to tell what was going on inside his mind.Clifford turned to Helena, but when she realized that he was about to beg for her intervention, she quickly looked away, having no mercy to show to him.“This looks very good…” Stephen nodded in satisfaction, drawing Clifford’s immediate attention.“I think I am impressed by what I have here…” Stephen sighed softly, turning to face Helena who was surprised at his remark."Yes, Helena. I love it…” Stephen nodded to affirm his words, and then he cleared his throat, slowly returning his gaze to Clifford.“But I am fully aware that this is not his handiwork. Clifford is not capable of this. This is the handwork of Sarah, his secretary whom he

CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE“But I think that Mr. Heath should see this for himself. He is the one who has the final say. I am just here as a representative…”Clifford was silent for a while, and even when he parted his lips, he found it very difficult to say even a word.At that moment, the tension inside his body was beginning to rise gradually, and even when he cleared his throat in an attempt to get a grip on himself, it didn’t look like he was going to be able to do that.“Miss Helena…” He took a deep breath, turning to take a look at Stephen.He glared at him as usual, wondering why he seemed too composed at that moment.When he finally returned his gaze to Helena, he continued with a voice that was barely above a whisper, laced with desperation and nervousness.“Could you please tell me what Mr. Heath is like? I want to know what he likes, the kind of things that I can do to impress him. Anything at all that can help me bag this contract. I really need this deal, and u promise to compe

“What did you just say to me?” Clifford asked, struggling to get used to the new Stephen he was staring at.He had never seen him so bold, confident, and composed.“There is something about him…” He thought to himself, looking at him from the crown of his hair to the lace of his shoe. Returning his eyes to Stephen’s face, he glared at him, his eyes a promise of retaliation.“By the time I am done with you, you will understand that I am way bigger than you, Stephen…” He pointed to his face, his eyes glaring in so much contempt.Stephen scoffed, totally unbothered by his threat.“Miss Helena is waiting for you, Clifford. You don’t want to keep her waiting.” He refused to let go of the smirk all over his face, pointing to the direction that Clifford was forced to look.Gnashing his teeth for the umpteenth time, Clifford turned around and continued walking, heading directly to Helena’s office in a hurry.Slowly, Stephen followed him, and while he went through the plan that he had in mind

Deep down, Helena could tell that Clifford was lying, but he seemed to be more interested to knowing why Stephen was silent, holding onto his smirk.She cleared her throat, slowly turning to look at him.“Don’t you have anything to say to these accusations from your former boss?” She inquired, trying to play along with Stephen.Clifford scoffed, and before Stephen could say even a word, he was already to break the silence, still glaring at him.“That’s because he has nothing to say, Miss Helena…” He snapped, refusing to let go of his glower.“He knows that everything I have said is the truth, that’s why he has nothing to say…” He paused for a few seconds just to be certain that he had Stephen’s attention before he continued.“I hope you told Miss Helena here that your wife divorced you because of your inability to act as a man should. You couldn’t even get to keep your marriage, how else are you going to be able to keep this job?” He snorted, turning to Helena.“I think you should sen

Clifford finally saw Helena after scouring the entire place for her.“Miss Helena!” He hurried toward her at once, holding firmly to the blue file in his right hand.“I am so sorry I am late, Miss Helena…” He took a deep breath, attempting to reduce his panting.“I got stuck in traffic!” He explained, trying to present the file to her when she scowled at him, causing him to swallow hard.Then Clifford turned to his left just to look at the young man he had been trying to ignore since he walked into the building.“You?!” His eyes almost crawled out of their sockets, his brows arching above them.“What the hell are you doing here?!” He asked angrily, shifting his gaze from Stephen back to Helena.“Miss Helena?” He called out quietly, but the lady was a bit bemused to give even the slightest response.“What is he doing here?” Clifford asked with a vexed tone, pointing at Stephen.Just when the lady looked like she was about to break her silence, Stephen gestured to her to remain silent,