"This is preposterous!" Williams shot to his feet as soon as he saw the allegations against him. His lawyer, Barrister Karen, was perplexed at his misbehavior and didn't know how to go about it. "I suggest that you take a chill pill, sir; shouting is not going to solve anything. Why don't we discuss it and then we know what exactly to say? I understand how you must feel but... Is that not the reason why I am here?" Williams raised his eyes at her in anger. She wouldn't know what it meant for her reputation to be damaged. He was just finalizing a damaged control which took a lot from him just to be able to prove to people that he was a good man. Pointing at her accusingly, she jerked backward. "I don't understand what this is all about but if I have any idea of what this might be, I tell you for a fact that you are probably blowing this out of proportion. I understand the need for you to put yourself in my shoes and all of that, but..." Williams slammed his palm against the table,

"Taking my word for law was not going to do you any good, instead it was only going to break the non-existent chains that you had managed to build." Williams said into the press mic when he was invited for a meeting. Even the blind could see that he was referring to Ethan who had not come out to release any statement despite the rumors circulating the blogs. He felt like it was a childish thing to do and coming to do that was only going to reduce whatever he had to say in the first place. He watched the news with an open mind, waiting to see where this was going to lead to and how he would be able to anchor the situation without doing too much. It was better that he wasted some time trying to figure out a few things than jumping into suing Williams without too much evidence. Miranda didn't have such patience, because she felt like this procedure was too slow for her liking. It was going to reduce the reason she ever believed in the judiciary system in the first place and now that

Ethan was just walking into the house as the sun began to set. The house was a little dim; in that dimness, he could see Miranda stretching on the sofa completely out of it while going through some papers."You are home early today; of course, everything is alright?" spoken Miranda, without ever bothering to get her head out of the paperwork she was going through."Yeah, just because I'm home earlier doesn't mean something is wrong Miranda," Ethan almost growled while walking to her. "In fact, we are going to have a date tonight,""Dare I say we have a date tonight?" she inquired as she slowly raised her head."Yes, so hurry! And don't fall asleep in the room or we won't make it," "A total prick," spat out Miranda, followed by some vague gestures.Ethan turned to Miranda as they cruised off to the event. "I can't wait for our date tonight," before flashing her a smile."And I, too," replied Miranda as she tucked away a stray strand of hair behind her ear. "It's been a while since we

Miranda arrived at Williams' home, a large place well cared for. The dark rectangular windows were staring at her. The silence about the atmosphere felt ominous. She had come to a decision. He will have to face her today.Her heels sounded upon her ascent down the pavement and a murmur lifted into her ears. She took in an unsteady breath at the tumbler of anxiety that was buzzing in her chest. Ready for him. What was on his mind? After all of that fuss about the blueprint, she wanted to know. He had to pay for everything he robbed from their company.Knock, knock went her hand, steady but for the storm inside her. One of Williams' employees opened the door after some time. He stood aside for her to pass, without uttering a word. Miranda thanked him and walked in.Inside was quiet. That almost eerie stillness was now making her uncomfortable. Feet padded against the thick carpet as she walked down the long corridor, almost soundless on her way toward the knock on one of the office door

Ethan stood beside Miranda, watching the police barricade around Williams as he himself stood outside the palatial gates he had called. The very sound of the sirens pierced the air as the officers approached him with handcuffs. "Illegal possession of a firearm, Mr. Williams," the officer stated stridently and somewhat professionally as he stepped forward and reached for Williams' arms.Williams tugged back and his face radiated fury. "What are you doing? You can't arrest me!" he spluttered, rising in rage. "I have power. Do you know who I am?"Calmly, the officer said, "You are under arrest, Mr. Williams. We have a warrant."Ethan watched the show from the side, his jaws clenched. Ever since he could remember, he had wanted to see Williams humiliated; but he knew this wasn't the end. There would always be ways for Williams to wriggle out of things. Still, this was a victory-for now. "You think you can do this to me?" Williams said, fists clenching again as the officers put cuffs on