Guys, I've been very sick lately. please bear with me. what do you think of this Chapter? would Ryker spill his secret to the woman he loves? that'll be a bombshell. we pray Ryan finds out the truth about his baby too!!
His hand began to shudder on the phone as he received the mind-blowing call from Sophia. “Where are you right now? Text me your location and I'll be there,” he requested. “I'll text you my address right now. I never knew you were in Ireland. Ryan, I don't know how to hold it in. Right now, I feel like putting a bullet in mom's head!!” She cried out loud. “I'll be with you shortly, okay? Stay calm, stay calm,” Ryan urged. The call ended and he began to panic around the room. “How could Samantha do this?!! How could she expose them in such a manner?!” He flared. He quickly scrolled up the phone for Mariah's contact. “I need to speak with Samantha right away!” He yelled. “She.. she's at her home,” Mariah stammered. “You will take me to her home right now!” He ordered. “Ryan, stay calm. I know you're mad at this..,” Mariah explained. “Cut it, Mariah! You knew about this, didn't you?!” He shot. “Ryan, stay calm!” She commanded. “I won't stay calm untill I get to Sa
SWITZERLAND “Have they called yet?” Ryker asked, walking to his car. “No. But we don't need to wait for their call. I'm heading to the lake to get Susan to sign those documents. I'll make a video threatening to kill her. When her kids see the videos, they'll surely want to sell those properties,” Mrs Clyde said to him. “And then what next? How do we raise the other part of the money? And even if we do, they'll keep coming for more!” He snapped in frustration. “We'll do our best. I've contacted the best IT guys I know, and they're still trying to track the bastards,” she informed him. “Still trying for decades now,” he chuckled. He paused for a moment. “Who else can track those bastards better than Ryan ?” He asked. “Are you serious now? We can't let Ryan into stuff like this! He'll definitely sneak around and find out the truth,” she objected. He nodded. “I'm just confused, I don't know what to do any longer. I'm tired,” he lamented with a sigh. “I know, son. I'll
“What do you mean you're not selling the properties? You want those bastards to hurt your mother?” Mrs Clyde spoke through the phone as she paced to and fro her chamber angrily. “We're not selling the properties. We'll look for other alternatives to raise the money,” a male voice was heard from the phone. She hung up quickly and ran her fingers into her hair in devastation. “What?” Ryker asked from the couch where he sat with his legs crossed. “They're not selling! Goddamn Susan and her kids!! They're fucking playing with me!!” She yelled. “Mom, I know they won't. We don't even have time, we've exhausted the time we were given,” Ryker said desperately. “I have to make them pay,” she insisted. Just then, her phone rang. “It's them,” she whispered, looking up at Ryker. He sat up right, looking at her face anxiously. “Your time is almost off. The videos and pictures will be circulated on the internet tonight,” a male voice sounded from the phone. “No..no, wait, please,
SWITZERLAND “What are you talking about, mother? This demand is outrageous!!” Ryker charged, pacing around the room. Mrs Clyde remained silent as she calmly sipped from her glass of wine with her legs crossed stylishly on the couch. “30 billion dollars?! Who do they think we are? Elon Musk?!" He yelled, pacing to and fro in the room. “What do you suggest we do, Ryker?” She asked, her voice trembling with anxiety. “No information yet about the source?” He asked impatiently. She shook her head slowly. “Fuck!!” He cursed, throwing his fist into the air in devastation. “We weren't able to trace the source. It was from a highly secured source,” she informed. “So, what do we do now?” He asked. “I don't know. There is literally nothing else to do. We can't inform the police about it. This can't get out to the public, it's between you and I,” she said. “Meaning we're gonna give in to their demand?” He asked in dismay. “What else do you want us to do? Wait till they leak
“The boss still hasn't arrived yet?” The fair skin girl in black suit asked Madeline who was walking to her desk. “No, and I wonder why she took so long today,” Madeline replied, looking at her wristwatch. “Did you notice a change in her attitude? It seems she's gone back to her rigid old self,” the girl whispered as they both settled at Madeline's desk. Madeline looked around carefully. “She doesn't receive those gift boxes anymore,” she whispered in the girl's ears. The girl giggled. “It's safe to say the person behind the gift boxes was the cause of her happy demeanor,” the girl chuckled. “Yes, and now that everything is over, I feel so sad seeing the boss return to her old strict self. I was so happy at the time she was happy, I mean, we all get to see a version of her we haven't seen before,” Madeline said with a smile. “Hmm, do you have any idea who he is?” The girl asked. Madeline shook her head. “But I suspect someone,” she said with a smile. She stood up a
IRELAND Clad in black blazers, pantyhose and boots, she walked into her office with her eyes on her desk. A wave of disappointment surged through her as she was no longer welcomed with the sight of a gift box on her desk. She took a deep breath and walked over to her seat. With her palm clenched together on the desk, she began to meditate. She hasn't heard nor seen Ryan since the last time. It seems he got the message clearer this time around, she thought. Somehow, she felt disappointed that he wasn't trying to break these boundaries like in the past. Could he have given up easily? She reasoned as her countenance changed. She sighed and wade the thoughts off as Madeline, her Pa, walked into the office. “Run me through my appointments for the day,” Samantha ordered with a hardened face. “First name on the appointment list, Ryan Clyde..,” Madeline read out. “Ryan?!” She cut in sharply. “Yes, Madam,” Madeline answered fearfully. “Should I cancel?” She asked again, seeing