"Come on,Mr Fernando,there's no decision to make concerning this guy. He is a trash and has to leave this house!" The man speaking was Pedro Louis. Pedro a very successful and handsome man.
Pedro was every girl's dream in spain,but out of all the girls,the one he actually liked was Caroline. And now that Caroline brought in a guy that was of low standard,he couldn't help but feel angry."Yes,dad,This Cleaner has to leave this house this minute. I mean,look at him,just take a good look at this trash. He's not worthy to marry the only daughter of Mr Fernando." Luis,the eldest son in the Fernando family voiced with looks of irritation towards Scott."I told you all it's enough,didn't i?" Mr Malcolm spoke. "Young man,please what's your name.""Scott Carden,sir." Scott replied,his voice audible and firm. He never allowed the words of the people around bother him at all,since he knows all the abuses rained on him was directed to Scott and not himself."How old are you,Scott?" Mr Fernando questioned. The family members behind him kept muttering under their breathes,but no one dared to speak up when Mr Fernando was talking."25 years old,sir." Scott replied sharply.There was no need for him to hide his real age to anyone."And i am guessing you are a cleaner?" Mr Fernando inquired."Yes,Sir,I work in the Louis Company." Scott responded.Hearing the name of the company,Pedro's eyes widened in shock. The Louis company belonged to his dad and the rightful heir to the company was Pedro.Since Pedro was unable to send Scott away by badmouthing him,he could simply just frame him for a crime he didn't commit at work.If he succesfully frames Scott,Mr Fernando would easily put an end to the marriage."How long have you known my daughter?" Asked Mr Fernando."About two years now. We met in high school." Scott responded."That's good. And are you sure you love my daughter?" Mr Fernando questioned again."Yes,Sir,i do." Scott replied while shifting his gaze to Caroline who couldn't help but smile."Very well then. We'll set a date for your engagement party."Caroline quickly rushed up to her father to give him a big hug,while the rest of the family members all had anger in their faces.Scott let out a sigh of relief after hearing Mr Fernando's words. Scott had expected him to send out barrage of insults and abuses towards him just like the rest of the family. But instead,he remained calm and accepted him.Mr Fernando's actions now made Scott wonder if what he heard about Mr Fernando before coming here was true. But there was no other way to find out other than marrying into the family first."Please,Let's all seat and celeberate this special day." Mr Fernando stated,gesturing everyone to the dining room. The dinning room consisted if a huge round table that was placed at the center of the room with chairs surrounding it.Scott sat down on one of the chair beside Caroline.The maid began to serve the food around to each person present there.When the maid finally got to Scott position,she tripped and fell,causing the whole content to spill all over Scott from head to toe.The family members and other party goers broke out in laughter after witnessing the scene that played out right infront of them.The maid kept on making fake apology and claiming it was a mistake,but Scott could actually see a smirk on her face.Scott shifted his gaze to Aunt Zaya and also found her smirking. It was now clear to Scott. Aunt Zaya ordered the maid to spill the whole food all over him just to ridicule him."Are you blind?! Can't you see clearly?!" Caroline voiced out in anger."I apologize on her behalf,Scott,head to the bathroom to clean up the mess." Mr Ferndo said with a look of concern."It's fine. I guess i'm gonna leave now. I still have to get back to work." Scott rose up from his sit and wiped off the food particles on his black hair."Yeah,hurry back to work to clean some trash!" Aunt Zaya retorted, but quickly kept quiet when Mr Fernando shifted his gaze to her.All this while everything was happening,Mrs Shiela never spoke a word. She chose to control her temper and not say anything that would annoy her husband.Mrs Sheila and everyone present there knew how Mr Fernando gets when he's angry. So she decided that she would let everything slide and attack Scott Carden in secret."Are you sure you can't stay any longer?" Caroline asked,unhappy that her fiance was leaving."If i delay any longer,i might get fired." Scott replied. "Goodbye,sir,thanks for everything."With everything being said,Scott departed from the mansion and headed back to work.***Scott finally arrived back at work and quickly rushed into the bathroom to clean off the food stains all over him."Oh,he's back." Tory barged into the bathroom with an eager look."Dude,don't just barge in here. What if i'm naked?" Scott voiced out."Why would you be naked? Even if you were naked it won't mean anything." Tory replied sarcastically. "So,how did your lunch go?""Good. I guess." Scott replied,still cleaning himself."You guess?" Tory asked with a furrowed eyebrow."Yeah,Mr Fernando accepted me,while the rest objected." Scott replied. "But i don't care what the rest of the family says,as far as the father accepts me,then i am good.""Happy for you." Tory replied,tapping Scott's shoulder. "But you know those remsining family members won't just sit quietly and watch,right?""I know that. I know every single one of them are probably planning something agsinst me. But what evrr it is,i am ready to face it." Scott replied with s determined look.
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Perez!
The duo ran as fast as they could until they arrived in front of a door near the inventory section. Perez pulled it open, and as they stepped inside, the guards behind them opened fire. But none of the bullets found their mark. Instead, they pierced the walls and the doorframe, leaving small holes in the metal and splintered wood.The room they had entered was vast and hollow, filled with tall, empty wooden shelves. The air was musty and thick with dust. The room was dimly lit—its only source of illumination being a single, flickering bulb dangling from the ceiling. Every few seconds, the bulb would malfunction and plunge the space into complete darkness before sparking back to life with an ominous buzz.Their breathing was heavy. Hearts pounded in their chests as cold sweat trickled down their brows. Both scanned the room with wide, frantic eyes.“Where is this place?” Blake asked, his voice barely above a whisper.“It used to be a storage room,” Perez replied as he slowly advanced.
Dead wrong
“What have you done?” Perez blurted out, his voice sharp and alarmed, eyes narrowing as they locked onto the prison officer who had just finished calling reinforcements through his radio. His entire body tensed, every muscle coiled like a spring.The officer returned his glare without a hint of concern. His voice was icy and deliberate.“I just called my fellow comrades,” he said calmly, the radio still crackling faintly in his hand. “They’re all on their way here now.” He took a slow step forward, his gaze unwavering. “No one escapes this place… not alive, anyway.”A chill ran down Perez’s spine. He spun toward Blake, who stood a few paces behind him, still processing the unfolding chaos.“We have to get out of here. Right now.” His tone was firm and commanding—there was no room for debate.Behind them, the officer cracked his neck with a sickening pop, his face hardening. He clenched his fists, the tension in his knuckles audible.“Not on my watch,” he growled. “You’re going nowhere
Locked and Loaded
The duo moved further into the room and halted in front of the massive table positioned at the center—an arsenal laid out before them, packed with firearms and ammunition of various types.Perez stepped forward first, reaching for a compact Mini Uzi. He expertly ejected the empty magazine, allowing it to clatter onto the floor, before sliding a fully loaded one into the weapon with a sharp click. He tucked the Uzi into his left pocket and turned to the next weapon—this time, a UMP submachine gun. With the same practiced ease, he removed the spent mag and replaced it with a fresh, full one. Slinging the weapon over his shoulder, Perez didn’t stop there. He grabbed several extra magazines, stuffing them into his pockets as backup, just in case a reload became necessary during a gunfight.Blake, standing beside him, was also deep in selection.He reached out and grabbed an MP5 submachine gun, verifying its load before slinging it over his shoulder. Next, he chose a long-range rifle, expe
Inventory
“Understood, sir. We’ll head out immediately,” he replied sharply, lowering the radio with a crisp motion.A tense silence hung in the room like a thick fog. Then, without wasting another second, Matt turned on his heel and strode purposefully toward the exit door. The rest of the guards exchanged brief looks before falling into formation behind him. Together, they exited the cafeteria with focused determination, each man stepping in rhythm with the urgency of the command.Perez and Blake remained seated, their eyes tracking the departing guards. As the last officer vanished through the doorway, Perez leaned slightly toward Blake and murmured, his voice no more than a whisper.“Told you. Once they all leave, we move. You heard the guy on the radio. Almost all available guards have been summoned to the market square... which means the only ones left behind are stragglers. Leftovers. Shouldn’t be hard for us to take them out and get the hell out of here.”He spoke calmly, but with a qui
Perez unleashed
He lunged forward, swinging a heavy fist toward Perez’s face.But Perez was faster.He ducked beneath the wild punch and retaliated with a brutal strike to Duncan’s gut. The tattooed man grunted, doubling over in pain—WHAM!—just as Perez followed up with a devastating uppercut that landed with a crack loud enough to resemble a gunshot.Duncan collapsed.Flat on his back. Out cold.The entire cafeteria gasped.A sharp, collective silence swallowed the room.Everyone froze, stunned by what had just unfolded before their eyes. Dozens of eyes turned in unison, fixated on Perez, as if trying to comprehend what had just happened.The men who had stood beside Duncan moments earlier instinctively took several steps back, their faces plastered with disbelief and confusion. None of them had expected their leader—a man known for his brute strength—to go down after a single combination. It wasn’t just surprising. It was terrifying.But now wasn’t the time to act like cowards.They knew Duncan.Th
Silence the witness
The eyes of Mr. Fernando shot open as he rose to his feet the moment the call disconnected. Blood still dripped from the fresh cut on his cheek, but he showed no sign of discomfort. Calmly, he reached into his coat pocket, pulled out a white handkerchief, and dabbed at the crimson smear, cleaning it away with deliberate strokes. From the shadows behind the pillar, Bolasco also emerged, his boots echoing faintly against the concrete floor as he stepped forward."Well," Felipe began, his voice strained and laced with a twisted sense of hope, "she said she won’t be coming here. Instead, she’ll send her address, and I’ll bring you to her."He smiled faintly, nervously. "You can go over to the address she sends... give her a surprise attack.""Yes, kid," Mr. Fernando replied with a low, predatory grin. "That’s exactly what we’re going to do."Ding!A soft chime echoed through the dimly lit warehouse, its eerie tone bouncing off the rusted walls. Felipe turned his head sharply toward the s
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