Outside the club, Compton stood at the parking lot next to his car with anger lancing through him. He still found it very difficult to explain what happened. How does he explain his girl staying back with another man all because of $10,000? He reached for his phone in his pocket and dialed a number. "Hello, Mr. Compton," the person said from the other end of the line. "I need an arrangement on Mr. Edward. CEO of Loyls Pharmaceutical Company. I want him to face my wrath." Compton vented angrily on the phone. "Mr. Compton, meet me at my estate; let's discuss it." With this, Compton ended the call with a smirk on his face. Although Edward might be big, he was sure going to make him pay for what had happened this night. He wouldn't let it slide. "Son of a bitch." He cursed under his breath as he got into his car. Compton drove out of the packing lot and headed in the direction of the person with whom he just spoke on the phone. Some moments later, he arrives at a mansion, an

The moment Edward arrived home, he received a call from Gerald, informing him that all documents had been properly verified and that the DEA had given an order for his company to start operations. Edward was filled with excitement and, at the same time, surprised by the news. Although he was counting on Donald to pull some strings as he had promised, he never imagined it would happen this quickly.Amidst the surprise and excitement, he noticed a message flash on his phone from an unknown number. He opened the message, which read:> "You are so lucky my brother and Mr. Donald are business partners. You wouldn't have been able to operate your company for six months. Be careful not to make the same mistake again. You might not be so lucky next time."He read the message with a twinge of regret. He knew it was from Mr. Compton, who was still offended by what had transpired at the club. He decided that he should apologize to Compton.He tried calling the number, but it was unreachable. He

"Donald was right. This is a new virus," Edward proclaimed. Quickly, he flipped through the pages to read more information about the virus.**[[ Properties of the virus ]]** - **Airborne** - **Killing strategy**: convulsing, blood coating, changing of retina eye color. - **Cure**: Virus depressants mixed with penicillin, sodium hypochlorite, hydrogen peroxide, and black wood leaves. The black wood leaves are the key ingredient and can’t be substituted with anything else.Edward was familiar with all properties for the cure except the black wood leaves. He had never heard of it before in his medical career. He took out his phone and googled "black wood leaves."The black wood leaves were a famous herb used in the 19th century BC by ancient Mesopotamians. They had healing properties and were a primary plant for spiritual meditation, as they helped transport the soul to the spiritual realms with ease. The herb was destroyed during the Great War that led to the Renaissance, and the

"It was claimed that the Great War in ancient Mesopotamia destroyed the Blackwood leaves. Since then, no one has felt its power," Edward said as they entered the room and settled. Donald chuckled at his words."Hahaha. Who's feeding you this information?" he asked."That's what I read on the Internet," he replied."That's not true. Yes, the Blackwood leaves are from ancient Mesopotamia, but that doesn't mean all of them were destroyed. The leaves still exist. They just put things like that on the Internet to deceive the younger generations and keep them from searching for it. Give me a second." Donald stood up, went over to the shelf, and returned a moment later holding a magazine in his hand."You know this place?" He tossed the magazine in front of Edward as he settled back in his seat. Edward picked it up and read the words."The Great Walls of Kanuri Kingdom. West Africa? I haven’t heard of it. What’s this place all about?""Well, this is where the Blackwood leaves are situated. T

The drive from the airport was smooth. Edward got a glimpse of the beautiful city in Africa. The towering buildings, skyscrapers, and exotic cars along the way created a fascinating view. Africa looked stunning. However, these beautiful sights gradually began to fade as they neared their destination.A couple of hours later, the cab arrived at Kanuri Kingdom. "Welcome to Kanuri Kingdom," the cab driver said to Edward.The first place they passed was the village market. People were busy going about their daily lives, trading and interacting with one another. Though it was already evening and getting dark, the market was still bustling, as if the day had just begun. The vibrant African culture was evident in the way everyone interacted. It was nothing like Ashville, where people mostly kept to themselves."Thank you," Edward replied, his attention still focused outside the window, observing everything.The roads became rough, with the driver encountering many potholes as they made thei