Charles cleared his throat and wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, then turned to Kendrick again; "I'm really glad that your father linked you to me, he called me on the phone some days ago and told me of your mother's demise, I'm truly sorry for your loss." His eyes narrowed a bit, then Kendrick shook his head gently and replied; "It's all fine, sir." "I'm sure your dad wants the best for you, and that's why he has prepared you just early enough… You know, in our days, It wasn't so." He added. "You've said it all sir, and I won't let him down.. Kendrick said, "So tell me more about the deal." He asked. " Yeah, it's a grand mansion, going on Auction with a starting price bid of five hundred million dollars, it belonged to an oil magnet in Houston, Texas who just kicked the bucket lately." Mr. Charles replied, his voice sounding confident, he seemed to gesture at every word he said."That's a big one, there! Kendrick exclaimed, his eyes widening in astonishment as he fixed a di

Sophia Powell, the breathtakingly beautiful daughter of the Billionaire, Richard Powell. Who in the whole world doesn't know her? A top music and fashionista, men of different kinds trailed at her feet just to get along with her.Her father, Richard Powell, happens to be the third world richest man in the world according to Forbes, and precisely the owner of the Diamond Tower. The bouncers at the entrance, shocked and face-slapped by the sudden reality, lowered their faces. "This could mean a suspension or total termination of your job here, hope you know that?" Stelcy asked and they knelt pleading for forgiveness. Xavier turned to Kendrick awaiting his order, if he should give way for the strange woman to get closer to him, and Kendrick gestured for him to do so, immediately he parted like the red sea. Sophia's eyes sparkled with delight, a radiant smile spreading across her face as she hastened towards Kendrick with enthusiasm. She embraced him warmly, wrapping her arms around

Soon, the trio arrived at the back entrance of the wide hideout, Xavier whispered, "This way, Boss..." as they entered the hideout. Kendrick followed closely, his eyes scanning the room. They seemed to tiptoe on every step they took. soon, they walked into a spacious and empty room, and Xavier pulled a chain that dropped from the top of the building, it seemed firm for a climb. "Hey, look! What's that?" Xavier asked, his voice trembling as he pointed to a red skull painting on the wall. "Just a sign," Kendrick replied, his chuckle low, almost like a whisper. He pointed at it, and Kendrick followed the direction of his fingers, immediately, it settled on the painting, his eyes rolled slowly; "I said it's just a sign, to me that's nothing," Kendrick replied again. "Come on, Boss. You've got no weapons for self-defense… you shouldn't be doing this, don't you think so?" Xavier asked. His face shrunk as he spoke, he seemed to sound more conscious than Kendrick. "so y

Soon, the sitting room came alive, all the members of the Rogers family that stayed with them rushed out, taking their seats in front of the giant screen, their eyes feeding on the News."No matter how hard he strives, he can't be compared to Lowlack Povar of the Roger's family." Peace Churchill snarled. "Possibly he has realized the truth about his low life and he is doing everything to get noticed, …who does that? ….Which billionaire father would allow his son to go into such a risky task?" Katherine Rogers exclaimed, laughing slowly. "But the guy is becoming a hero already, can't you people just see it?" Maverick interrupted. Immediately, the others flared up, their eyes like a sharp spear turned towards him."What are you trying to say now? … I mean what are you insinuating? Peace Churchill asked, …. Does that add money to his bank?" She scowled."No,.. not that way, Peace… all I was saying is that he is becoming some superhero," Maverick replied coldly and they laughed ag

The weekend morning arrived just in time, it was a cold morning, not just a cold weather but it left a cold reflection on the faces of every household in the Peterson's mansion, including the workers. The silence was deafening, the stillness palpable, as if the very air was heavy with unspoken truths. The usual warmth and bustle of the weekend was replaced with a sense of shock, a feeling that something was amiss. Inside the waiting room, a time bomb ticked gently, ready to explode a line-up of 10 guards, flanked by the chief security officer, Xavier.Kendrick's sullen face lowered as his father, Mr. Peterson threw questions on the guards, each piercing through them like a stray bullet."Who amongst who was at work last night when that happened? Who was on duty and who was not?" He asked, his eyes fixed on Xavier who stood at attention, answering questions so none was left unanswered."I am sorry sir, I went to bed early, I didn't dispatch them into the evening's batch," Xavier res