"Quill, did you find him?"
"We lost track, boss...sorry…"
"It's okay! Keep up the search…"
An uneasy moment engulfed Howard and Quill. Unable to comfort each other, they kept their mouths shut. Days of searching for a certain someone had failed which left them disheartened. Because this man could possibly solve the dispute between Howard and the Anderson's and find out the real culprit.
However, it was gradually getting tougher to find the man. Howard was at a point of giving up before he had heard the man's whereabouts.
"What about the other task I as
"You must already know that the head of the Andersons' is Mrs Miranda." "Yeh and?" "But she doesn’t take care of her family business anymore. The others do it for her." "Others as for?" "Others as her sons and grandchildren." "...I see." Silence engulfs the room. Howard and Nina were discussing the Anderson family when Eleanor wasn’t around. Otherwise, this discussion wouldn’t have taken place in the first place since she hated backbitings about her family. She showed such devotion although being mistreated by them every day. It surprised Howard but at the same time, he thought about how pathetic she was. However, what was that strange feeling he was having? To be specific, he was craving for something at the same time he was cursing his wife for being a stupid woman. But, Howard couldn’t figure out what he was wishing to have. He was drowning in his thoughts when suddenly a pair of hands kept running before his eyes. Nina was waving her hands to grab his attention since Howa
The weather was cloudy that day, so the room was gloomy. However, that wasn’t the only case why the situation was so dampening. Wearing an angry mask, Howard was sitting on the sofa. He was looking aimlessly at the flower vase that was kept on the table before him. As if he was planning to throw it to the wall. What would Eleanor do if he did that was what was going inside her head as she stood by the door and watched over him quietly. Howard didn’t bother to notice when she slowly walked into the room and went by the window. The curtains were half opened. So, she pulled the curtains away, letting the least bit of sunlight enter the room and enlighten Howard's misjudgement. "What do you want?" Howard asked in a harsh tone. But Eleanor was happy that her effort paid off. Thus she brushed aside his grumpy tone and joyfully replied, "Why, of course, I want to cheer up my angry husband." "Is that so? Then you must know the reason for my anger!" His tone became harsher. Eleanor almost
"Jennifer! Do a background check on Howard Brown and report me quickly," ordered Miranda. She just woke up from a good night's sleep and couldn’t leave her bed yet. Especially when the weather was nice, she didn’t have any plan to get out before eight o'clock in the morning. However, her usual routine said otherwise. Maybe it was because she was feeling sick since the day Eleanor brought Howard into their house. At first, Miranda didn’t harbour any doubts about Howard. Unfortunately, his response the other day at the dining hall was rather surprising for a mere clerk. Not that the common folks didn’t discuss such topics on business and current affairs! Despite having any relation with the revolutionary world of commerce, common people liked to talk about random topics now and then. So it wouldn’t have been surprising for Howard to know about the business world. Moreover, he was an acquaintance of Eleanor. Thus, it wasn’t surprising at all! But he had a rather clearer idea than any no
Eleanor had been looking at the mirror for an hour with deep anticipation. She could hear her stomach rumbling whenever Howard's face popped up before her blank eyes. While acting his part about what he would say when he saw her, Eleanor could hear her heart beating louder than drums. She kept patting her chest in case she was capable of calming it down. "Calm down! Calm down! Woah. Everything's going to be fine." Eleanor said to her troubled heart but it only fueled her fear. She sat down on the chair, clenching her dress hard as she looked at the mirror again to find Nina at the back. A soft smile appeared on her face before saying, "I'm scared." "Why? Are you going to war?!" Nina asked in return which almost killed Eleanor since she had found it funny. She burst into laughter, unable to hold back anymore. It lasted for a while until she started clearing her tears and said, "It's not funny at all!" "But you’re laughing!" "Yeah, you’re right! WHOA! I feel something heavy on my ch
"Hey! Wha...what the hell are you doing?" "Shut up!" "LET ME...UNG!"That was the last thing Reynold could say before his mouth got shut. His eyes were already blindfolded, so he couldn’t see where he was being taken like a package without an address.He was on his way to his home after a tiring day in the office. The deal with a foreign company took longer than he had anticipated. Although Reynold had a bittersweet argument that he had wished to forget by having a glimpse of his sweet wife, fate planned otherwise.After all, the day was jinxed! The hard grip behind his neck was painful enough for him to ignore where he was being dragged. For a while, he could only smell a musty odour around him. The mild sound of cranes was piercing through his ears. Reynold could conclude that it was a lively industrial area, but It was hard finding out about which part it was in Roveign city.Just before he works out the clues, Reynold heard someone slamming their way forward and guessed it was
"Things are going as you planned." "Great! Don't let ya'r guard down though. They'll be coming in numbers from now on." "Yeah, can relate. Already two came and asked for your info." "How surprising! One of them must belong to the old hag." "After looking thoroughly, they both were her people." "Very cautious, I see…" "It won't be easy to escape their doubt." The cigarette in Howard's hands was burning down as the smoke circulated inside the car. He dived into deep thoughts while waiting for the traffic light to turn green from red. Tany was waiting for Howard to reply regarding the ongoing issue. However, he abruptly asked something unrelated, "Boss…why don't you wipe out the Andersons? Going in a roundabout way is a bit…" "It doesn’t suit ya, Tany…" Tany flinched. He realised where he was going wrong and immediately apologised. "I'm sorry. I bet I'm a bit tired these days." The sudden quietness was frightening for Tany. He could feel his heart racing. The thumping sound