That was Laurent who just fell down in the mud, shot by another man who was hiding inside the vehicle.The man jumped down from the rear, a smirk crossing his face. “Deadmeat!" He spat.The man stepped closer to Laurent and kicked him to know if he's actually dead but who was only pretending to be dead on the floor grabbed the man on his leg and sweep him off his feet.Thud!The man fell to the ground with a sickening sound.Laurent jumped to his feet and pointed his gun to shoot him but the man kicked the gun away and stumbled back to his feet.Then the fight began.He threw punches at Laurent but he was effortlessly dodging it– swerving and sidestepping it without using to much energy.One of the girls jumped down from the car to escape. Laurent who saw her lose focus on the man.A punch from the man connected to his jaw.Silence fell over.It was as if time paused. Laurent turned to the man with a dangerous looks.The man Didn't budge. He threw another punch to attack him again but

The sound of the car outside indicated to Clara that Laurent had driven away.She broke into tears, her emotions spilling all over– shattered and broken.She sniffed and turned with the teary eyes to see Hannah at the door. She forced a smile and wiped the tears off her face.Hannah pushed the door open slowly and entered the room.Clara turned to her and say quickly, forcing a smile.“It's just the wind. That's why I'm crying.” she said without being asked.Hannah nodded as if she accepted her claim. “Why did you lie to me?" She stared into her eyes.Clara already knew her grandmother had overheard her conversation with Laurent so there is not need to lie anymore.She sniffed, the tears streaming from her eyes continuously.“I'm sorry granny.” Her Voice cracked under the pressure of her own guilt. “I'm sorry for lying to you granny.” Hannah held her gently and pulled her closer feeling her emotional outburst.She laid her head on his shoulder. “It's alright. I understand. You don

A smirk, just little tucked on Laurent's lips. Then he chuckled, amused.“This is the correct way you think you should deal with criminals?" He stared at the police officer who now looks a bit intimidated under his boring gaze which seems to venture into his soul.“Don't you dare call me a criminal, you little pr*ck!! Do you fucking know who I am?? ” Lax stood up sharply from the chair, banging his fist on the desk.The room fell silent. His words hung in the air like a pendulum bob, making someone like the police and Jenny shake with fear but not Laurent. He didn't flinch– Not a bit. He continued, the air carrying his arrogant voice. “I am Lax stone and do you know what I like how to do Best–” He snarled, a hint of pride and threat in his voice. “I can spin the table and have you locked here for eternity!! You're just a nobody and as for you–” He gave a threatening laugh, staring at Jenny with a malicious gaze. The young lady quivered as if touched by a naked live wire, shaking wit

A smug smile tucked on Lax's lips as Jenny speaks about how powerful the stone family is. He was basking in pride, under the weight of his family's influence and power.As Jenny's lips kept spilling the words, her voice was shaking with fear.“.. Please let him be.. please..” Laurent took a shallow breath and dropped his fist to his side.He glared into his eyes, steely. "You're lucky she pleaded on your behalf and don't think I'm sparing you because of your family.” He snarled, anger still simmering beneath his voice even the smirk on Lax angered him the most.Lax licked his broken lips and straightened up, the smirk still tugging on his lips. He dusted the surface of his suit as if brushing off his bruised pride.“You're the lucky one here dude but I'm not going to spare you for this. You'll pay.” Laurent didn't respond. He simply grabbed Jenny's arm gently and they started walking out of the room.The police wanted to act but Lax simply waved him to let them be.He laughed softly

The lobby of the hospital was filled with hums from clients who had come to visit their wards. On the wall is a flat screen which was displaying with people barely glancing at it.Laurent entered the hospital with Mrs. Smith. Laurent left Mrs. Smith to talk to the staff members behind the desk– the receptionist.He returned to her and said. “Let's go straight down. We're to meet with one doctor Andrew.They went in the direction, passing different doors which looked the same. Only the tag name on the door makes the difference.They stood at the door of Dr. Andrew and then Laurent's phone rang. Staring at the screen, he took a sharp breath.“Mum, you should go ahead. I'll catch you. I need to pick this.” He said politely and walked out.Mrs. Smith nodded gently. “Alright. I'll be expecting you.” she said, smiling then she twisted the door knob and entered the room.Inside of the Dr. Andrews office was sparkling neat. The Doctor is forty years old and the evidence of his maturity could