Ethan gasped in shock and amusement. He had entirely forgotten that he called Beatrix to come over.
"Shhhhit" he whispered under his breath. His heart began to pound hastily. Beatrix was too fast. He prayed that she wouldn't suspect anything. He quickly puts Amanda back to bed without hesitation and dresses her properly. He then made sure the bed cover didn't look so textured and rough. He then tucked his tuxedo in properly and stiffened his collar as well, adjusting his staff badge to look more professional. He made sure his trousers were aligned. He then walked quickly towards the door. "Nothing happened. She won't know. She was drunk. She asked for it! Goddamn it!" He then took a deep breath in and relieved it, reassuring himself. "Where's she? How did she get here?" Beatrix screamed as soon as Ethan pulled the electric door open. Beatrix was a beauty queen. She looked like one of those celebs. She was a tall, pretty, blonde lady. She had a low skin opacity tone. Thanks to her black lips and eyes, she looked sharply contrasted. The two mounds in front of her were way too heavy. Someone should help her carry them. Beatrix dashed inside the room, chewing gum like a little girl. Right behind her were two hefty men in black Elmond III suits carrying security devices. These were one of the expensive brands in the city. At this point, Ethan had no choice but to conclude that this in fact was the popular Mr. Winston's daughter. The daughter to the richest man in New Hilton city. The manager of Lynch also dashed in alongside his secretary. He looked at Ethan with rage as he saw him beside Amanda. Ethan seemed to smell trouble emerging. What had he done? Did they know? "How did this happen? She rarely drinks, not to mention drink to stupor." Beatrix asked curiously, looking in Ethan's direction. Was she suspecting him for something? He paused. "Well, Miss. She was about to collide with the ground from the staircase when I saw her and caught her. She was drunk and then I put her to bed as she instructed." Ethan defended shakingly but firmly. "You fool! Why didn't you give me or any of the higher staff a call? In a room with the CEO? You are fired!" The manager spat unfavorably directly at Ethan's face. "We really apologise for the inconveniences Miss. Beatrix. Please, we assure you that this will never happen again!" The manager kept pleading with Beatrix for Amanda's case even though she wasn't very angry. "Help her up and let's go!" Beatrix ordered the men in black suits. "But ma'am, you've got to believe me. I only helped her and brought her to the room. Please, I can't afford to lose my job. Help me." Ethan began to plead his knees on the ground. Beatrix looked down at the kneeling Ethan. He was far too handsome and muscular to plead in this manner. "Stay in your lane next time and be sure to report to higher staff. Is that clear?" "Let him regain his position" Beatrix told the manager and followed the men as they helped Beatrix up and walked out the door carrying Amanda's purse. "Your wish is my command Miss. I'll call to know how she is, please" the manager spoke like a dead dog. Soon, they all left and Ethan was left alone in the room. He sat on the bed and relieved a heavy sigh. He had his job secured. What would he tell his parents back in Mexico? That he lost his job because he became intimate with a CEO? Honestly though, he would never forget this night. It was like a dream he had never had. He enjoyed it so much and definitely must tell Jameson about it. He looked to the heavens and prayed for forgiveness. He knew that he had wronged Father. Guilt flew past his eyes. As he stood up to call the room service to tidy up the room, he saw something on the floor. It was two cards lying on the floor. The first was a Debit card and the second was the contact card of the CEO of Winston company. The multi-billion dollar company. The two cards belonged to Amanda. They must have fallen from her purse. His thoughts flew as he imagined the amount of billions that would be in that account. This was his moment. He wanted to keep the two cards to himself, hopefully, he would find her someday. He quickly rushed and dashed outside the room to follow them and return Amanda's property when he saw something that would strike him to death! ******* Colton sat quietly on a bar stool sipping a bottle of Carlsberg. He had his sun shades on as usual. He was lost in thoughts despite having alot of girls around him in the bar. They were all strippers dancing in different momentum and waves. He had driven into Lynch Bar few minutes ago to relieve his nerves. His plan needed to work soonest. He was always coming over to the bar and was highly respected as well. As he gulped another bottle down his oesophagus, he was sparked by his next sight. He saw two men carrying Amanda down the stairs. She was drunk. Besides her was a lady. She was so beautiful and curvy that Colton's jaw almost dropped. He quickly stood up and paced towards them. "What's wrong with Amanda? What happened to her?" He asked Beatrix in framed curiosity like he cared. Beatrix was taken aback by Colton's appearance. She instantly fell in love with him. She admired the colour of his hair. He usually stayed in black, but this time, it was tinted red oxide. He wore a black Tee-shirt that was buttoned halfway, revealing his muscular chest. He also folded the handle of his shirt upwards, revealing his bicep curls. "Well hello there Mr. Handsome. Who are you? I haven't seen you around Amanda before. She's not in a good state of mind and needs to return home" Beatrix answered, still looking straight into Colton's eyes. Colton guessed right. This was the famous influencer on TikTok and I*******m. Was she Amanda's friend? He already sensed that she had fallen for him. Who wouldn't fall? "Are you the famous Trixia Gum on social media?" Colton asked amusingly. "I bet you know my influential products." Beatrix chuckled and offered a free smile. "Well, it's nice to meet you, I'm Colton. Amanda's childhood friend." Colton lied partly, extending his hands to her. "I'm Beatrix. Nice meeting." Beatrix shook his hand. The two of them were abruptly disrupted when Amanda sneezed while still being held by the two men in suit. "Get outta here Colton. I don't want to see you. Where's the bartender? Bring him to me now!!" Amanda's speech staggered. "It seems she took too much, she needs to get some rest. Ha..ha." Colton spat immediately and forced a fake smile so as not to arouse any qestion from Beatrix. "But, who's the bartender?" He asked curiously. Just about the same minute, a young man, Ethan came running towards them with the two cards in his hands. "Ma'am, she forgot something." Ethan painted. "Well, he is the bartender who claims to have saved Amanda." Beatrix said, pointing to Ethan. Ethan's eyes met with Colton's shades. Colton's eyes met with Ethan's. "It can't be!" Ethan mumured to himself as he shrugged in fear as soon as his brain recognized the figure standing a few feet away from him. His legs began to shake as his heartbreak increased. Danger was knocking on the door!Slowly, Ethan shoved the two cards back into his pocket gently as soon as he locked gaze with Colton. His mind flew high. Sweat gradually dripped from his face even though he was standing adjacent to an air conditioner. Ethan thought of going back upstairs and even running away from the bar, but it was already too late. "You mean this bartender saved Amanda? It's crazy don't ya think?" Colton asked, not seeming too interested in the guy. "Well, if that's what he claims, then, what's the big deal? Miss CEO is fine by the way." Beatrix ended. Ethan could not believe this. He thought of calling Jameson right away, but he held on for a bit. He tried all he could to make sure that no one noticed his phobia, so he simply smiled at Colton. "Let's get the fuck outta here!" Amanda commanded, somewhat aware of what was happening. "Alright, see um… why don't I accompany you to make sure she's safe. I mean, that's what friends are for right?" Colton offered to walk towards
"So, in view of that, we wish to show our utmost respect and gratitude to all who has shown support in their various contributions to support the project. "We want to specially thank Winston's company for their massive support to the government in constructing the first longest bridge in human history. "To honour their rather extreme supplement, we wish to announce that the name endowed on the Bridge is 'Lady Winston's Bridge.' The whole crowd cheered unanimously looking towards Mr. Winston. Some, though, clapped reluctantly as they were confused as to why the new bridge in the city should be named after the dead Mrs. Winston. Blake's face flared up. Everything that displayed on his face at this point was extreme antagonism. He looked at Mr. Winston as he stood up from his sitting spot and went to the platform. Mr. Winston was all smiles as he took the stairs and shook the governor and other press members. "Despite his wife's death 3 years ago, he struggled to
Before the security could reinforce and attack, the armed men in masks were gone. Everyone was shocked to the bone as they couldn't comprehend how those thugs got into the hall despite having very tight security. Blake fumed in anger and stormed his fist on the handle of his wheelchair, it mistakenly pressed a button. The hall became filled with security personnels of each of the attendants carrying them quickly to safety. Soon, Blake's phone rang. His body suddenly began to quiver in fear. The name of the caller was just a code. '7665'. Blake refrained from answering the call at first, but he shamanised. "One simple job, and you failed me. Now, I will do as agreed. I will proceed with the withdrawal of all ongoing projects between us" a man spoke coldly from the other end of the phone and ended it. "Shit! Nooo…" Blake screamed in agony and then hurled his phone to the ground almost too hard. Thankfully, it didn't obtain any crevice, just a scratch. Blake's co
Ethan trembled, so he moved further away from where Amanda was to speak with La Muérte. "I want to see you in Corway street at exactly 01:am. It's not a choice. You don't come, you'll die!" The voice said and ended abruptly. Ethan began to shake in fear. He had never feared any human like the popular La Muérte. Why would he ask him to come over to a street as lonely as Corway by 01:am? Ethan knew he was in trouble. Back in Mexico, Corazón city, everyone who heard the name melt in fear. Even the prevous governor dreaded the anonymous killer. Thanks to the new elected governor who vowed to subdue the serial killer. This news made him evacuate the city, never to be heard by anyone ever again. Now, all Ethan wanted was to go back to his country, far away from this murder. "Are you okay?" Amanda asked Ethan as soon as he returned. Ethan wasn't so sure, but his skin felt sweaty at this point. All the courage in him had been evaporated. Ethan simply smiled and nodd
Amanda sat still besides her father. She watched as the life machine beeped in sequence. It was a very long night. The machine clock that hung suspendedly on the wall beeped as the time hit 11:00pm. It was quite dark outside. The room was dead silent, and one could hear the drop of a pin. Mr. Winston was quite an elderly man who had an unstable health. The slightest fear could increase his blood pressure. Ever since Mrs. Winston died, her husband's health just deteriorated immensely. "What exactly happened?" Amanda finally asked Miss. Kristen, her father's personal assistant. "Well, miss, I wasn't practically there at the hall the moment the hoodlums attacked, but, thanks to his security personnels, he was quickly grabbed and carried away. He fell to the floor on the process and had a fracture in his left arm" Kristen answered and lowered her head. Amanda's mind was swelling with questions. Was this a set-up? Does Colton have anything to do with this? No! He ca
It's was 12:30am. The noise that ruled the city died down and awoke another midnight noise. Silence. It was a firmly established law in the city that all social gatherings and events must be put to a halt once it's past midnight. Ever since the city lost a very precious woman, Mrs. Winston, the city had not been so secure at midnights despite the security status. The case of her mysterious accident was still a case pending in court. Lawyer Ramzy vowed to get to the root of it and trap down the murderers. It's been 2 years now, yet, all Ramzy's hope proved futile. Ethan had made up his mind to just run away, far away from the city as Jameson had told him. Jameson had offered him money to travel out of the city that very night. But something told him to stay behind. He didn't know what that thing really was, but the one thing he was certain of easy that it was connected to Amanda. He had just fallen in love with the CEO of a massive company, and he had just gotten the
Amanda walked gently into the chief officer's office along with Fred who had already called her lawyer. The office was quite appalling. It had a wide air-conditioning that hung on the wall. Besides the AC was a big abstract artwork by the popular Nathan Emorey. How he grew from this to that was inspiring to the people of New Hilton. Amanda at this point didn't know what to even think. Confusion clouded her vision. Fred and his surbodinates were asked to wait outside until Amanda has been fully interrogated. Amanda's stomach churned inside of her. It was like she had swallowed a big chunk of iron and now, it's hurting her badly. She began to wish she had Ethan here. From the little time she had spent with him, she concluded that he was a nice, caring guy who would save her in tough situations like these. What could have possibly happened to Beatrix? Was it really Colton? He was the only person in the house when she woke up. Amanda found it hard to believe that Beatr
Suddenly, after few seconds of waiting, two men walked into the station, one was handcuffed, the other was not. As soon as Amanda saw them, she opened her eyes widely and gasped. She was shocked at what she saw that she couldn't believe her eyes, so she fainted. ****** As soon as Amanda had regained consciousness, she felt her body vibrating. Her head pounded so loudly that she became sweaty. "Is this, is this true? It can't be right? I mean, it's just not possible right?" Amanda asked shakily. Ethan who had ran over her when she fainted looked bizzare. The police had beaten him up to stupor demanding for Beatrix. His mouth was seriously swollen and blood stains decorated his white tuxedo shirt. "Miss Amanda, I guess it was all a trickery. I too would have trusted Ethan. He has the face. Turns out he has been the criminal all along." Officer Don said. Ethan stood helpless. He felt so embarrassed that he didn't even attempt to look towards Amanda. Amanda