All Chapters of PLAYERS : Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Cynthia and Drake arrived at Palace Royal Hotels a little over seven pm in a black porsche. She didn't ride in the company's SUV, in which Jeffery had come but instead rode in Drake's car. She was expecting a lot of questions, and she'd be honest, just not for manipulation. Drake stepped out of the Porsche and opened the car door for her in a grand gesture. They had arrived through the alternate entrance that led straight to the stage instead of the main entrance. Drake didn't understand why she asked for that, but all he could do was follow as she wanted. The attendant received them at the entrance and led them to the main stage, occasionally stealing side glances at the couple, so this was the legendary Drake Wilson? They both seemed to have hit jackpots to find each other. He was trying his best to contain the excitement of seeing all these big shots in one day at the same place, it was an entire A list show. Cynthia and Drake stepped onto the stage and the reporters, who had be

Jodie watched the broadcast with a frown, there seemed to be something her sweetheart´s boss was up to, his expressions were not natural. She frowned further at the personal questions the reporters were throwing, ¨ Did you get anything?¨ She asked immediately Castro walked in and he nodded, dropping a memory disk into her hands. Jodie frowned, she took it and looked up at Castro, who had a dark face,¨ What is in here?¨ She asked and he grunted. ¨It's the video they were going to play next¨. He said and Jodie furrowed her brows. She immediately stuffed the disk into the laptop and clicked it play, the contents of the video almost toppled her from her seat. ¨This baby of mine has grown up you know¨, she murmured under her breath but Castro caught it and scoffed, he was not happy with what he saw, at first he had thought it was a fake, but he had done a lot of work on these things that he could recognise a fake from a distance and it wasn't fake. He just didn't understand how the inn

¨Why hasn't that girl contacted me yet? Is she still gloating?¨ The man asked and the other next to him inched closer, as if to say something he didn't want any one else to hear. The old man looked at him in disgust and was about to shoo him away but then leaned down and the old man understood he had something to say,¨ uh, boss, my girlfriend loves to watch all that celebrity stuff, so she told me during a conversation that the Ms,.. something happened to her¨, he said and the old man tensed. He paused for a while before speaking up, ¨What do you mean something happened to her?¨ He asked in a displeased voice and the man swallowed. ¨She told me that the Ms was supposed to be hosting a show but lost her voice on stage-¨ the old man stood up sharply causing the man to flinch and step back. The old man breathed heavily, then asked the man to follow him and the two left the warehouse one after the other. ¨What else did she say?¨ He asked the moment they stepped out, the young man tre

Cynthia was to be suspended just outside the V&M building. The equipment had been set up earlier in the day with all the necessary safety props and materials. The video was to feature her, descending from the air and standing just midair in front of the V&M sign, the street below her. She was not as scared as Timothy who held her hand tight. ¨What, are you going to hold me here till six pm?¨ She asked begrudgingly and Timothy let go. ¨You know, you could have just used tech manipulation, we didn't need to come this far¨, he suggested and Cynthia paused then turned to her with a questioning gaze, ¨ Hasn´t any model ever done this in all your life?¨ She asked and he shook his head, ¨They are not you¨, He said and Cynthia smiled. ¨Come on, let's go, am spiderman tonight¨, she said in jest and Timothy stretched his lips slightly. If he had a choice, he wouldn't let her do that. As they walked to the top where she'd be suspended from, they didn't notice a sneaky figure not far away,

Drake waited for the small gate to open up and drove drove his Bugatti in to Cynthia's exquisite compound. He parked and stepped out of the car then walked to the door and rang the doorbell. The door was immediately pulled open to reveal an excited Bernice. "Mr Wilson, what a surprise". Drake squinted his eyes, as if trying to jog his memory to place where he had seen her. He failed."Uhh, nice meeting you?" He said in his deep, metallic voice that caused Bernice to squeal and jump. "Cynthia, don't keep Mr Drake waiting", she shouted and asked Drake in. The moment he stepped in, he was greeted with a mild, alluring and yet intoxicating scent. He recognized it, it was Cynthia's body scent, but how could her scent monopolize the entire house and yet she had guests around, he roamed his eyes around the view of the house, it was simple and elegant, just like her.He smirked and turned to tour a corner he had seen on the right but at that moment, Cynthia walked out of wherever she was hidi