"Where have you been?" Grandmaster's voice startled Fabiola who sat by the kitchen counter eating snacks.She pretentiously jerked up and turned to face him."Jeez Pops, you startled me!" She placed her hand on her chest."I have been waiting for you for hours." She added."I went to handle some business." Pops took a seat beside her."You want some apples?" She pulled the fruit basket in front of Pops."I'll go with grapes." He stretched his hand to grab a grape."Fabiola held his hand, stopping his action, "you should avoid grapes, they have the tendency to cause a lot of health complications in elderly people…including myocardial infarction." "Since when did you become a doctor?" Pops asked."Today. And I am your personal doctor. I'll peel you some apples." "Hmm." Pops leaned back."So what is the pressing matter?" She asked as she peeled the apples and offered slice after slice to him."Hmm, you have been away for some time." He started.She knew that what was coming next would

Six days past, Grandmaster had been leaving on the edge, always looking over his shoulder like he'd never done before. His behaviour got everyone worried, but nobody voiced it out. Brant, on the other hand, had been restless. Despite Linda urging him every now and then to concentrate on vindicating his father and freeing Mila, he just could not do that. He'd loiter around her house every evening, hoping to catch a glimpse of her, to no avail. Her Subaru was parked outside at the same spot for all this while. He left her a bunch of messages and missed calls. She'd replied to just one of them, telling him to lay off. He regretted having employed Nancy again, 'maybe I should have just made her personal assistant or something.' he'd say. But it was too late__the deed had been done."What is the emergency that you would not say over the phone?" The Grandmaster asked the guard standing before him.He was at an underground high profile get together when Dom received

"You made me take away his life for absolutely no reason, I swear by my blade that the day you by chance, think of trying anything stupid with me or try to play over my intelligence, I'll decapitate your pretty Sophie and her baby slowly…. really slowly, taking my precious time while you watch!" She threatened on tiptoe through gritted teeth, sending shivers through Emma's body.He tried moving his body but his feet decided to betray him and freeze. He swallowed a huge sum of saliva and could only concur by nodding."I wasn't planning on doing so." He managed to say, even though his voice came off hoarse and shallow."Good !" She took a step back. "I was thinking of creating a scene for you, but clearly, you cannot be here again and you cannot go back to your boss." She took a deep breath and supported her hand on her waist.She took out a burner phone from her Jacket and gave it to him."I clearly cannot come down here, but I think that would help you, just be ready." She stated and

"Get juicy…" "Would you just shut the fuck off!" Dom snapped, cutting him off. "How does she even put up with you?" "She doesn't." Brant replied. 'She beats me to shut up.' he said to himself."Hello gentlemen, I see that you two are getting along pretty well, but I'll have to interrupt your moment of bonding." Emille's voice echoed in the room. He did not bother speaking with auto tunes this time.Brantley furrowed his brows, not because of what the voice said, but because the voice sounded familiar. "Who the hell are you and do you know who I am?" Brant scolded in the air, he needed to hear the person speak one more time, only then can he be certain.Emille chuckled, "I know who you are of course, and you obviously are here because of who you are." Brant confirmed his suspicion, it was the guy who claimed to be the manager at the so Club.The lights were turned on.Brantley immediately turned to look at the other guy who was with him."Holy shit!" Brant held his hand over his mo

Every law enforcement unit in the entire country was alerted, but they were given the ultimatum that the news should by no means, break out.Every detective or officer saw it as an opportunity to snatch a promotion and get in the good book of the Whites. Everyone was determined to put in everything to find The CEO.Meanwhile…..Flynn had taken a quick tour around the ranch and there was no person on it. He wondered who took care of the animals."Perhaps, he only comes in the mornings to send them out and in the evenings to get them back in." He thought.He could not wait for evening. He had to get back as soon as possible. Anything could have happened to the boss, and he'll obviously be held responsible.He was thirsty as fuck, but it did not stop him from trekking. He needed to find a place where he could make a call or or catch a ride back to the city.*******"We are sorry princess, but we've been ordered to lock you up?" One of the guards announced with his head looking to the f