“Please, sir I need you to pay for the grocery you bought! You can’t just come to my store with an expired credit card. I need my money now hasten up!”That was the yelling of the stall manager of Century VIP store, one of the stores for the elite in New York.Jack had gone out for a random shopping. He knew his credit card from Fortune Bank had expired and he intentionally went for a shopping just to play a smart one on the sales personnel but however things got escalated that led to the salesperson inviting the manager who had been scolding him.“Don’t you ever yell at me like a mad dog!” Jack snapped, “I will pay you your money. I will have to write you a check. Do you think I will come to Century Store without having money? I am not broke OK.”“We don’t accept checks from average citizens!” the manager protested and widened his gaze. “We only accept checks from the elite. We don’t want to be fooled by average citizen like you who moves about with expired cards…”“Enough of the in

Before George and his lawyer could step into the house Montana and Ella were apart, face lit with a sheer smile.George narrowed a rugged brow at them, combing his gaze around the house, suspicion clouding his sight.“Hi, honey, you… you are here. Welcome,” she stuttered heavily and struggled to keep a pacing breath.” She winked nervously. “You are welcome. Please, make yourself comfortable.” She smacked.Flashing his ID, he groaned, “I am detective Montana from the NYPD.”George dimmed his eyes. “Yeah I recalled this face at the NYPD and what brought you here. I just hope everything is all right?” his gaze still combing around the sitting room, the aura not appealing to him.Ella wished she could fight off the tic of suspicion dragging her chin. She kept fondling with her fingers, her belly tightening.“Not quite safe here,” Montana unchained his lies, “I am on this street for door to door questioning about the murder of a youth the other night. A lot has been happening on the street

“OK my apologies.” Ella tendered.“Please, I have come to inspect the wedding reception that is to take place in our hotel, Coleman and Shan are having their reception here so …”“Wait a minute. Did you say Coleman and Shan?” Ella retorted, “Are they getting married?”“Yes of course they are,” Annabel shrugged, flashing the diamond ring on her finger. “If you don’t mind I got work to do, and you have to be careful the way you come around. We don’t entertain uninvited customers.”“I wonder why you are blowing hot at me, Annabel. It is me Ella, your cousin…”“I know it is you. Do you have a twin?” Annabel yelled, “Please, stick to the rules,” Her expensive heels began to knock on the floor.“So this is it now. a wombless bitch blowing hot at me, because I lost Ethan to her,” she nagged in her mind and folded her fist.While swallowed in thought, two Rolls Royce drove in, and two hefty guards open the door for Coleman and Shan to step out.They looked adorable in their glamorous attire.

The convoy of Rolls Royce was driving out of the mansion when a sports car doubled crossed them.Coleman cast a stare at his guards, a cold-shivering escaped his spine as he wondered who could have the guts to double-cross him. His guards advised they remained in in the car until the intruder revealed himself.To his dismay Shan’s father alighted, holding a machete; he was all alone. With his dark shades and hoody, one could mistaken him for a thug.“What the fuck is wrong with that man?” Coleman snarled, “That is my father-in-law Kennedy, what has come over him and why is he armed with a machete?“Boss should we confront him. It is not safe out there,” once his guards groan and took out his gun, “I guess he has come for war. We can handle him.”Coleman screwed up his brow and suspected it was in connection to Shan. “Hold on, I will handle this.” He alighted and shot a frown at his offender. “What is the meaning of this Mr Kennedy? An oldie of your age should be at home sipping coffee

Ethan hosted Shan’s father to a warm banquet in his mansion. When Annabel saw him, she was overwhelmed.“Honey. Isn’t that Shan’s father?” she queried and steadied her gaze on him.“Ethan tossed his head, an amiable smile crossed his face. “Yes, Shan and Coleman arrested him. A credible guarantor was his only saving grace and he contacted me, so I got to respond and see if I could be of help.”Annabel’s countenance dropped. “What the fuck are you doing, darling? Are you out of your mind? This is the same man that despised you. He and his daughter made you smell hell when you were back to your last toe..”“Come on, I have buried the hatchet. I need a manager for our Beverly Hotels and he fits in. I want to put him to good use and keep his loyalty forever. When you are done defeating your enemies put them to use.”Annabel sighed. Her face sagged in fury. “I don’t like the idea. You are supposed to make him pay and feel the wrath of the beast in you,” she argued.Ethan held her hands. “A