2025-08-20 09:49:42The tires of Abel Scott’s bike screeched the asphalt on the hospital parking lot. His knuckles were filled with bruises and a fresh cut stung his cheeks from his duel with Obadiah Simons.
“She is awake, her sight is back” The nurse's voice echoed in Abel Scott’s head as he bolted through the hospital door.
“Ward C, fourth floor, room 205, right?” Abel Scott asked the receptionist, ignoring the ache in his ribs.
“Yes, Room 205” the receptionist stammered, but he had gone before she could say anything more, His boots hammered on the hospital floor, his leather jacket dripping rain.
“Sorry!” Abel said, dodging a nurse pushing a cart.
The fluorescent light buzzed but his focus was fixed on the nurses voice “She can see again”
“Sarah can see.” Abel Scott muttered repeatedly, “Lisa’s plan didn’t work!?” A sense of relief lacing his voice, he clenched his fist as he reminisced more about Obadiah Simons confession.
Abel Scott took the stairs, skipping two or three steps in a hurry, and burst into Room 205.
“Sarah!?” Abel whispered.
Sarah sat up in bed, her hair loose, and her eyes bright and seeing. She looked her eyes onto Abel Scott and her smile lost momentum when she saw his face.
“Darling, your face! Your arms; what happened?” She asked, stretching her hands towards him.
Mr Zach Lawrence lounged in a chair close to Elena bedside, Elens sat up too smirking by the wall. Mr Alfred Jackson stood near the windows, crossing his arms.
But Abel Scott only saw Sarah.
He stepped to her bedside, “It’s nothing, Sarah” He said, forcing a grin.
“I took a day job gardening for some rich man.” He said, taking her hands. “I just wanted to gain some money to help our family and take some burden off Mr Schmidt,”
“So I got roughed up moving equipment as I’m not used to that kind of work.” He added.
Abel Scott's heart stung as he lied, “I wish I could just tell you about the bar, the blood and your cousin Lisa's wicked plans” He said within himself.
Elena snorted, she weakly brushed her braids aside. “Gardening?” Mtcheww. That’s the only job you can get hired for.” Her eyes gleamed with mockery.
Sarah rolled her eyes in disbelief, she grabbed Abel’s hand, her fingers grazing his bruised knuckles. She winced. “A gardening job? That’s nice darling.”
“You did tell me about your interview, how did it go?”
Abel Scott squeezed her hands, dodging her gaze “Sarah, my job interview is of no importance now; you are awake and you can see” His voice softened, but his jaw tightened, Lisa’s name throbbing through his mind. “That is all that matters”
Mr Zach Lawrence chuckled, kicking his chair back, “Abel, you look like you fought with a hedge trimmer.”
“Our Sarah is back, so smile already” He added.
Elena looked up, her gaze narrowing. “Yes, smile, Abel. Or are you mad that Sarah is now seeing again?”
Abel Scott fist twitched. Visualizing a few strokes of punches landing on Obadiah simons face.
“Be careful, Elena” He growled, low enough that only he could hear it. “One day, I will shut your mouth up with a clip.”
Mr Alfred Jackson cleared his throat, stepping forward, "Actually there is bigger news. Mr Schmidt called earlier. He is offering Sarah a new position. He wants her to be the CEO of his investment company.”
Sarah's eyes widened, her hand tightening on Abel’s hands. “CEO? Me?” She looked around the room confused.
“I have only worked as an assistant my whole life in my grandma's firm.” She added
“What do I know about being a CEO?” Sarah looked at Mr Alfred stunned.
Mr Zach Lawrence bolted from his seat, smiling from ear to ear. “Oh my God! Sarah, you are going to be running the show now! Mr Schmidt's firm is massive!”
“You are going to be overseeing millions in deals” He added excitedly.
Elena Lawrence smiled slowly. “That’s our girl, moving up the ladder, leaving some dead weight behind in the gardens.” She shot Abel Scott a pointed look, dripping venom.
“It seems not everybody is happy though. Some people are just standing there. No joy. No cheer. They cannot handle their wives outdoing them.”
Abel Scott blood boiled, “I am happy for her” his voice betraying the irritation he feels inside. “Always am.”
Sarah studied him, “ darling, you are so quiet, are you okay?”
Abel Scott leaned down, kissed her forehead, his bruised lips grazing her flesh. “ I am fine, Sarah, you are going to crush it as a CEO, I trust you.” His voice was soft.
Sarah pulled Abel Scott closer “you’re hiding something from, I can feel it.”
Abel Scott smiled slightly, “No, darling there’s nothing I would hide from you.” His words were warm but his mind raced to Lisa, the mansion burning, his parents murder, Lord Ammon vandel.
He has to move soon.
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CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
Sarah glanced at the phone, her stomach tightened. She hesitated then swiped the phone to answer. “Hello?” Lisa's voice bellowed from the speakers.Sarah put the speaker so she and Abel Scott could hear everything. “Hello,” Sarah responded.A mocking laughter echoed through the speakers. “Well, cousin, I had the most interesting day. Guess who I saw at the interview panel today?” “You saw Abel.” Sarah's throat went dry. Lisa Lawrence scoffed a little harder. “No, I did not just see him, I humiliated him.” she laughed again. “You should have seen the shock on his face when he saw me. He froze like a deer caught in the headlights.” She added.“When I reminded everyone of the loser he is, he practically sank in his seat. Men!, his facial expressions were priceless” Lisa said, giggling really hard. “Lisa why would you do that, have you not caused enough trouble already?” Sarah said, her lips pressed together to stop her voice from shaking. Lisa laughed, “trouble?” she laughed again,
CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
“Taxi, Taxi” Abel Scott waved. An old blue cab slowed to a stop. The driver rolled the window down“Where are you headed, sir?”“Take me to the Auburn apartments,” He said quietly, sliding into the back of the car. His chest was heavy, the vibe corporation building, the cold receptionist, the mocking laughter in the interview room, the smirk on Lisa’s face as she said “Well, well, look who crawled out”It all clogged his mind like a spider web that cannot be shaken off. He shut the taxi door muffling the noise of the city. For a moment, there was tranquility and a faint smell of gasoline. He leaned his head against the glass, staring blankly at the buildings rushing by. The voice in his head was louder than the horns outside. “Well, well, look who crawled out of the shadows” The words Lisa Lawrence struck deep pain into his heart.“What was Lisa doing on the interview panel?” “The vandels have not even purchased the company yet.”“She has the effrontery to show her face again aft
CHAPTER TWENTY
Abel Scott arrived at the vibe corporation office. The company he is applying to for the janitorial assistant position. As soon as he stepped into the parking lot, a purple Rolls-Royce parked in a spot across from him. He looked at the car without intending to and saw a young couple getting out of the car. The man was wearing a branded suit, looking very handsome and smart. Meanwhile, the lady was dressed in a flamboyant style. Her skin was glowing. As it turned out, the lady was Bianca Lawrence, twin sister to Lisa Lawrence and cousin to Sarah, his wife. And the man Alex vandel, the second son of lord Ammon vandel. Abel Scott's eyes flamed up. “What are they doing here?” He asked himself, confused. He couldn’t figure out why they were here but the best thing he could do was to avoid them because he had a greater plan for them.However, the more he tried to hide from them the more they were likely to see him. Bianca caught sight of him from the corner of her eyes. “Hi, Abel!”
CHAPTER NINETEEN
Elena was shouting in dismay “Abel Scott, that loser! He is such an embarrassment to this family! If you don’t divorce him now, you won’t be able to move forward!”“He is such a deadweight,” she added. “This is the perfect opportunity for us to get back on the good books of your grandma lady Natasha Lawrence” Elena's voice rising a little higher from her irritation at her daughter’s refusal. Sarah said calmly, “I don't need her approval for anything, I never have.” “You…” Elena growled angrily, her teeth digging into her lower lip.“What is so good about that loser? Why can’t you just divorce him? With your eyesight back and your new role as a CEO you can marry Jones.”Sarah Lawrence gave her mother a dead stare. “Jones? As in Jones Williams?"“Yes! Jones Williams! If you marry him, our family can hold our heads high again. Grandma would respect us. We would be welcomed back into the family.” Elena said, gently taking Sarah’s arms. “Think about it dear.” She added, her eyes desper
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
The tires of Abel Scott’s bike screeched the asphalt on the hospital parking lot. His knuckles were filled with bruises and a fresh cut stung his cheeks from his duel with Obadiah Simons.“She is awake, her sight is back” The nurse's voice echoed in Abel Scott’s head as he bolted through the hospital door.“Ward C, fourth floor, room 205, right?” Abel Scott asked the receptionist, ignoring the ache in his ribs.“Yes, Room 205” the receptionist stammered, but he had gone before she could say anything more, His boots hammered on the hospital floor, his leather jacket dripping rain.“Sorry!” Abel said, dodging a nurse pushing a cart.The fluorescent light buzzed but his focus was fixed on the nurses voice “She can see again”“Sarah can see.” Abel Scott muttered repeatedly, “Lisa’s plan didn’t work!?” A sense of relief lacing his voice, he clenched his fist as he reminisced more about Obadiah Simons confession. Abel Scott took the stairs, skipping two or three steps in a hurry, and burst
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
The Night Fowler the vigilante who hunts organized crime. Abel Scott put on the night Fowler suit when he was so angry at his parents' deaths. He did it in an attempt to get back at lord Ammon Vandel.Abel Scott laid to rest the Night Fowler when he found out that Sarah had gone blind in her attempt to save him. He married her and crafted another plan to take revenge on his parents' murderers.“You think that deal saves you when you come after what's mine?” Abel Scott said, slamming the head of the thug into a jukebox. ” What's yours?” Obadiah Simons asked, looking confused. Obadiah Simons’ machine pistol barked, releasing short, controlled bursts that chewed up the floor and splintered the bar Abel Scott hid behind. Abel Scott rolled, grabbed a broken chair leg, and threw it. It got caught by the mezzanine railing making Obadiah Simons flinch. Abel Scott yanked a flashbang from his belt and tossed it overhead. Bang!Light and sound tore through the room. Obadiah Simons staggere
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