Derrick checked if Jerson had wounds aside from the wound on his right arm. Derrick sighed. Aside from scratches on Jerson’s left hand, and some contusion on his legs, there were no other serious injuries. He didn’t know where he got the wound from but if his intuition is correct, the day Vishnu and Jerson broke up, Jerson already had the wound. Derrick immediately called Valenn. He explained Jerson’s situation and current condition. The best phrase that fits to describe Jerson best right now was broken beyond repair. He was staring at random places. He couldn’t respond to anyone. “What a pitiful young man,” the lady said. Derrick looked at the old lady as she continued, “I am a retired psychiatrist. This man is lost. Too lost that he couldn’t find himself.” The lady stared at Jerson. “Akinetic Catatonia. This is the most common type of catatonia. Someone with akinetic catatonia often stares blankly and won’t respond when you speak to them. If they do respond, they may only repeat
“This is the command, and he announced that it is absolute," a man said. “It isn’t irrevocable and arbitrary.”Derrick woke up inside the unfamiliar car. Hearing such foreign voices, only a fool could stay ignorant of what was about to happen. He groaned when he moved his body as the electrifying pain made his back suffer. It must be because of the impact of the collision between the two vehicles. He started examining the whole situation. He looked at the window but it was dark all over the place. He could feel the car was moving sideways.Derrick started unbuckling his seatbelt. As he turned his head to overlook his side, he saw the unconscious Jerson. He looked at Jerson in horror as he saw him drenched in blood. What the hell had happened?Derrick unbuckled Jerson’s seat belt and examined Jerson's body. There were deep cuts on Jerson’s back and there were also scratches on his face as if he was beaten up to a pulp. Derrick sighed as he started moving. He started by trying to op
“You should get back here before I throw all the documents out of this fucking window, Kierson!" a short man shouted at the top of his lungs. Kierson, the man on the other line, laughed. “Take it easy, will you? I'm dealing with some assholes today."“No! This is your fucking job! I am just your secretary! Why would I do the job of a fucking CEO, motherfucker?!” the short man shouted again. Kierson sighed. “Alright, Harvey. I’ll be there in ten minutes.”Harvey, the short man, snorted and continued doing all of his paperwork. He looked like a panda because his big eyebags were black and visible. Ever since Kierson hired him as the company secretary, he had been working overtime since then. It had been three years already but everything that had happened seemed like yesterday. The Ferrer’s Master died due to a murder. The heir almost died. For months, the Ferrer estate gradually lost its power. The Ferrer fell until Soviet Kierson Ferrer arrived at the Ferrer estate, almost half dea
Two hours later after he signed almost half of the documents that needed his approval, Kierson got himself ready to visit the J&V Company to start discussing their partnership on a project. The Ferrer estate and J&V corporate were planning to build a Law Firm that was supposed to help the poor people in gaining justice. This was a 180 change in the Ferrer’s projects and industries so far as the Ferrer only built a profitable business, not a social enterprise. The Ferrer estate could establish it on their own but the Chairman of the Board and the Board of J&V company insisted on helping them on building it. That's how the alliance with the two companies started. This would be the first time after three years that Kierson would attend a meeting himself. In the past years, Kierson was busy dealing with the people who were against him becoming the heir. He had to deal with them. In the end, those parts of the Board who were against him surrendered. He became the Master of the Ferrer es
“Do I have another choice than to wait for the Director to arrive?” Kierson seriously asked.The person in front pressed his lips, thinking about what to answer that wouldn’t offend Kierson. Having to see how Kierson intimidated the one to present the project, Harvey sighed. “You don’t have to answer that. Let him think of an answer himself,” he stated. Kierson chuckled. “So disrespectful,” he whispered.The door burst open. Kierson looked at Vishnu who was slowly walking towards the seat that was reserved for him. He was looking at the Director indifferently. Behind Vishnu was Derrick. After Vishnu is seated, Noah enters the conference hall with Jane Draco. Still, Kierson remained indifferent. In Harvey’s calculation, this was supposed to be shaking his Boss’ temperance but after seeing Kierson doing all good, he remained on his seat. The people who were the reason why his Boss almost died had attended this meeting and were able to face Kierson without showing any guilt. Shamele
“Don’t you miss me?” Kier asked as soon as he entered the Ferrer mansion. Kierson, who was reading a newspaper while enjoying his coffee, immediately grimaced. “You go inside and out in this mansion like this was yours,” he pointed out. “Anyway, I am sure you have news for me.”Kier plopped on the sofa next to Kierson. “Serve me my tea first,” he demanded. “I am the boss here, Kier.” Kierson put down the newspaper and looked at Kier. “Have you found out where they are hiding the slaves?”Kier snorted. “You’re no fun!” he said. “I was in Paris and the men there were hot. Want to go back with me there to find a hookup?” he asked. Kierson gets the gun behind him. “I was wondering who will be my first target today. I'm glad you’re here.”Kier laughed hysterically as he leaned his head closer to the gun’s muzzle. “This will bring me to a divert heaven I've experienced so far.”Without blinking, Kierson pulled the trigger. The gun clicked but didn’t fire any bullets. Harvey, who had ju
Kierson spent most of his time at Ferrer's training headquarters. Everything was just making him frustrated that he needed to distract himself from everything. He had to hold onto his sanity. “You have to get ready, Kierson. The party will start soon.”Kierson looked at Kier who was leaning against the wall while he looked at him. He sighed as he pointed the gun at Kier and shot a bullet without a second doubt. The part of the wall over Kier’s head got a big hole. “This is why I hate it when Vishnu and Derrick come into the picture,” he declared as he strode near Kierson. “I know you have psychotic tendencies but please hold yourself together. Or would you rather want to see them triumph after they saw how wrecked you are?”Kierson sighed and got the bottle of water that was on the ground and drank it in one go. “I sometimes just wanted to destroy them at once but I have to investigate everything that my grandfather didn’t tell me. The bastard, Wayne Emerson, is the only person who c
Blake left after Kierson accepted the flash drive. Kierson didn’t want to be involved with Blake and the organization Blake was part of but he was curious.What exactly does Wayne Emerson do to earn such an enormous amount of enemies? Wayne Emerson was gaining more opponents like he was collecting them — like a typical most wanted criminal.But what if this was a trap to catch Kierson? Wayne Emerson likes to play dirty games. This must be one of his schemes. But what if it wasn’t and Blake meant to help him?Kierson leaned his back again against the backrest of his chair and started looking at the throngs of people. There was nothing special. No one caught his attention. No one piqued his interest.Not until Kierson looked up to check the second floor.His old friends were having a great time, drinking some booze. He immediately retreated his eyes and stood up. The scene was nothing special but it hurt his feelings. Not that he wasn’t happy that they were doing okay, unlike him.