Heels clicked the immaculate marble. One, two, one, two like bullets ricocheting off a steel wall. The air shift, heads turned in the silenced room.Juliana Foster, Oxblood gown soaking in the ambient light, hair tightly pulled in updo, diamond glinted in her necklace. Not just as a Jewelry, but a declaration of power.She stopped on the platform, Maya stepping away and leaving the floor for her to join the crew.Silence swallowed the air for a moment as everyone's gaze pinned the boss lady on the stage. Rosanna had frozen in place, her eyes shimmering an emotion of shock and bewildment.Juliana? CEO? At once, she knew she was gone! Juliana won't blink before firing her. The same woman who she downcasted with a stern gaze, slept with her man, Badmus Kenneth. How the heck is she going to overlook her wrong. Rossana is doomed!Juliana's sharp eyes darting the room, skimping from one staff member to another till her gaze landed on Rossana like a bullet. Rossana trembled as Juliana's

Silence fell on the room. Kane's words sounded like an incantation dragged out from the bottom of Hell. The Hall hushed, and everyone narrowed their eyes on him like he was no ordinary man but a walking Scepter.Wasn't he the same man who had been quiet all along? He'd just spoken nonchalantly like he can crumble the whole city with his finger.Badmus's grin dropped quicker than he expected. There was something about Kane he couldn't dig.... that's getting him really insane. But the baffled reaction was fleeting.His voice cut through the silence, burning with desperation as his accusations hit like a tidal wave."He's bluffing! Criminals like him... they've been to places like that..that's why he knows those places he mentioned," His voice pitched with every syllable. "Arrest him!!" The two officers who had been pinned by Kane's threatening words wore back their confidence like perfume. Their faces hardened even further like brick.Detective Durand stepped closer to Kane and start

All heads turned in the direction of the smooth voice. Cassandra's eyes narrowed on the man who walked in casually like it was his authority that gathered all of them round the table. The moment recognition flickered in her eyes, her eyes widened slightly, surprise and disbelief flashing."Carl," She mumbled, her voice barely above whispers, a cocktail of astonishment and disbelief. A light smile cut through her shocking expression as a strange feeling of relief and excitement pulsed through her on seeing Carl.Carl Clad a plain ash shirt. No designs. No style. Just subtle wear. Plain Black slacks, and a comfortable loafers, thudding faintly as he walked inside calmly.Pa. Winston's eyes narrowed for recognition and curiosity. "Who are you?" He echoed.Carl stopped and gave Cassandra a light smile before turning to Pa. Winston. "Good day, grandpa. I'm your son-in-law, Sir." He toned boldly and respectfully. "I'm Cassandra's fiance." Murmuring buzzed in the air."Son-in-law law?!" S

Badmus wasn't picking up her calls— Sixteen missed calls, yet he didn't return any of her calls right from the time she left the bank. She desperately needed to find out something about her Ex-husband. Had Kane built an asset behind her back during their three years of marriage?! He stumbled into her apartment and tossed her designer bag on the sofa. She strutted into her bedroom, her heels clicking sharply against the marble— The same bedroom she'd once shared with Kane. She stood in the centre of the room scanning everywhere, her arms balanced on her waist. The room felt empty and void. At that moment, the silence shattered loudly like glasses clattering on steel— she felt Kane's absence. Loneliness clawed her heart as the feeling of kane's absence struck her soul. Memories of the sweet and bitter moment in their marriage flooded back in waves. The night he would come home with a carton of pizza and they shared it with kisses. The unforgettable moment he would stay up late at

**********Leonard cornered Carl after the gathering ended. His finger dug into his shirt and he shoved him against the wall. He shot a ferocious glare, his face a few inches away, his voice dripping vulgarity and venom. "You p*ssy! How the fuck did you know about that!? Who the heck are you?!" He hissed, his breath reeking of beer and nonsense."Let go of me." Carl simply said, his voice calm but it carried unmistakable weight that could shattered ice.Leonard grinned dangerously, daunting him. "And if i don't, what the fuck is your shit gonna do, Huh?" He taunted. "You gonna call the cops? Call some of your wretched lackeys as backup?" A jagged and condescending laughter erupted from his lips.Carl chuckled quietly. He drawled. "Leonard Barnard, you're a man of big talk and small doings. You don't want to push me too hard." He toned, threat low, voice dangerous.His confidence angered Leonard more. He clawed his shirt tighter, shoving him hard against the wall. Carl didn't flinch.