Inside of a room plunged into dimness, seventeen men seated around a long rectangular table with plates carrying seats numbers as identity in their front. They wore expensive suits, the air around them thick with tension as they watched the news of Darius arrest from the TV hanging on the wall. For some seconds, they listened to the news report and watched silently as FBI dragged Darius out from the building of figure eight into their Van. These group of people belonged to a Cartel organization called FIGURE EIGHT. They are gigantic organizations that operate shady business, control subsidiaries of loan companies under their establishment to extort the poor and vulnerable people and problematic rich people who are desperate enough to use the properties as collateral. Darius was just one among the several employees among about thirty companies scattered across the city. They operate like normal corporate companies in a chain, fund the subsidiaries to give loans to desperate peo

Benjamin was driving through his car along the road, returning from the family court after winning the custodian case. His phone buzzed beside him. Jackson Voss. Jackson's deep and respectful voice came through the speaker. "Master, Hayes," he said, "how did the case go?" Benjamin smiled lightly, one hand holding the steering wheel while his second hand pressed it to his ear. "Hannah must be somewhere now, questioning about the evidence that was presented in the court." "She's digging already, Master," Jackson retorted. "Your ex-wife hired a secret investigation to look into you. She's suspicious about your recent activities." Benjamin chuckled softly, a hint of amusement and mockery in his eyes. "She got what she didn't expect. She thought maybe I'll be sleeping in the street with Aria but she's unaware the man he's dealing with now." Benjamin paused for a second. "Let her dig," He said. "Let her see who I really am but not what I have. The man who borrowed money to sa

Benjamin was driving through his car along the road, returning from the family court after winning the custodian case. His phone buzzed beside him. Jackson Voss. Jackson's deep and respectful voice came through the speaker. "Master, Hayes," he said, "how did the case go?" Benjamin smiled lightly, one hand holding the steering wheel while his second hand pressed it to his ear. "Hannah must be somewhere now, questioning about the evidence that was presented in the court." "She's digging already, Master," Jackson retorted. "Your ex-wife hired a secret investigation to look into you. She's suspicious about your recent activities." Benjamin chuckled softly, a hint of amusement and mockery in his eyes. "She got what she didn't expect. She thought maybe I'll be sleeping in the street with Aria but she's unaware the man he's dealing with now." Benjamin paused for a second. "Let her dig," He said. "Let her see who I really am but not what I have. The man who borrowed m

The message arrived on Hannah's phone immediately she wired the Secret investigator's balance.Her Manicured finger tapped on the screen, bringing up an information that immediately made her finger froze on the screen.She leaned forward slightly, her eyes narrowed on the screen.The information mentioned that Benjamin who she'd seen as useless was the sole inheritor of the most powerful family in the city, the Hayes family.The realization sank into her mind like ashes. "What..this is.. it's impossible..." Her voice cracked.That wrapped itself into a two minutes that felt like it was five seconds, Hannah's gaze didn't move away from the screen, her mind scrambling with the reality staring back at her that she was yet to accept.She finger snapped on the screen, dialing the secret investigator's number again with a strength that suggested her curiosity had changed into desperation."Is there a problem somewhere?""Problem? You hired the best, Madame Hannah. Your ex-husband is a tril

********************"You think he'll take you back?" Dian said, her voice shifting to blame. "You divorced him. Seven years and you didn't even know the man you marry!" "He deceived me!" Hannah snapped back with the same loudness. "He made me look like a fool." Her expression turned terrifyingly dangerous."I'm not taking him. I'll make me come back to me." Her voice dropped to a dangerous edge."That woman, Cassandra.. she's in the picture now. Benjamin probably has his eyes on her.""Then ill erase her." Cassandra said with a voice that suggested she wasn't playing games no more. She grabbed her phone. "What are you doing?" Diane raised a brow. "Don't do something you're going to regret later." Hannah's finger paused on the phone. She looked at her mother and laughed loudly. It sounded bitter and ugly like glass shattering."Regret? This is no time for regret, mum. It's time to take back what belongs to me." Diane set down her glass of champagne, concern written on her face.