"Someone is sabotaging us" the man grimly mutters. "Has any of the Petrov been moving against us?" someone from the group suspiciously asks. "If they are not, then who could know of all those transactions? They are the only people who have the capability and they are playing with us""Authorities are on a rampage in seizing all shipments this past week. We are losing millions! This can't go on or all of us will be in the drain!" "Indeed we will all be doomed if the Petrovs has something to do with what's happening lately""We cannot afford another failure. The incoming one is our biggest, it should not be compromised""It won't. The Petrovs won't touch us"" How sure are you?""I just know" a smirk carves the old man's lips."Cornell is here" a man interrupted the discussion before a group of fierce-looking men enters the den."At last, you're here" the old man sharply looks at the newly arrived group. Despite the man's obvious irritation, he didn't respond. He took his seat and
"Vasily, we need your help" The peaceful morning discussion between Vasili and Larry was disturbed after Sophia unceremoniously barged inside his office. "I'm so sorry, CEO Wright. She just came barging inside" one of the secretaries following behind apologized for the sudden interference. "I don't need a fucking appointment!" triggered by the remark, she angrily snaps at Vasili's secretary."It's fine Michael. You can leave" Vasili calmly dismisses the man while his eyes were set on the visitor. "Vasili, you need to help us. Have you watched the news? Dad was arrested early this morning" Sophia anxiously raves."Yes, I've seen it in the news earlier" calmly, he responded."And you didn't do anything? I've been calling you but for the reason, I cannot understand, I cannot get through to you. It's my dad, Vasili! You should help him" oblivious of her raised voice, she frets.Unaffected by her outburst, Vasili and Larry just watch her pace the floor."Those authorities will pay for
After the ear-piercing shot, a thud of the body dropping to the floor followed."Argh..." a pained whimper fills the eerie silence before the door bursts open."CEO Wright" security swarmed inside. Though the office is soundproof, a gunshot was faintly heard outside. Glancing at the woman on the floor, security moved closer to Vasili. One of them picks up the gun that slipped from Sophia's hand after her shoulder was hit by Vasili's blade.Grasping her injured shoulder, Sophia looks at Vasili in pure disbelief. "You, bastard!" she growls despite grimacing from the pain. "Your mouth is faster than your bullet" Vasili spoke after he stands up from his chair. If he was immensely calm earlier he was in contrast now. His chilling-cold gaze bore on her while he slowly walks onto her spot. "No one had pointed a gun on my face and lives. But I will make an exception for you. Anyways, as you said, we've been friends" he casually added."I will kill you if I have a chance" she smirks, to whi
Peaceful. Everything is peaceful. It's been a week after Mark Saunters was arrested and Sophia almost shot Vasili in his office. And the previous days were somewhat uneventful. After leaving the estate the day he brought Sophia to have a look at Amelia, he brought her to the facility. She was treated just enough to watch her father's fate inside the prison. She was detained in a room with a huge tv. The footage inside the prison was played all day long with its clear audio. She watched and heard how her father howls in pain with the torture he received. She watched his father together with their cohorts slowly losing their life. She howls her grief and pain. And like music to his ears Vasili enjoys them. It's a three-day misery for them until they become too weak to even open their eyes, including Sophia. With a wound and nothing to eat and drink, she quickly deteriorated. It's a painful death and it appeased the dark fury deep inside him. On the last day, he visited her to glo
Dumbfounded, he stares at Amelia for a long moment. His brain seems to have abandoned him while their gazes lock.She has her usual blank expression but the fact she talks surprised him.Dashing to her side still holding the jar, he cups her face. Unbothered by the tears messing his face."You can talk" he whispers in disbelief. "It's... not...your...fault" she repeated though she struggles with every word. Her index is pointing at the jar he was holding.Fresh tears fill his eyes upon hearing her speak again but he failed to have a full grasp of what it meant."You can talk, baby. You can talk" his sobs fills the quiet room while he hugs her. During the entire time, Amelia let him pour his emotions while hugging him back. Even she was surprised she had succeeded in uttering the words she strives to speak all this time. It's been a while since they've been hugging each other when Vasili slowly moves away. He wipes his tears with a bowed head before looking up to stare at her. "Ame
Manuel together with the medical team, helped Amelia get settled again. It's before dawn and still a long time till morning. She needs to go back to sleep again since her body is still recuperating.When they enter the room, they found her watching the door after Vasili left. Like always, her face is devoid of any expression. No one could guess what happened and no one would dare ask. Even Manuel. Whatever happens, they could just assume it's not a good one. The master leaving in the wee hours and Amelia holding the container with their undeveloped fetus is quite odd."Let's sleep again, Miss Amelia" her doctor softly tells her while she is too engrossed staring at the jar in her hands."I will return this to the shelf" after she got no indication from Amelia, she tries to get the jar from her."No!"Everyone was startled when she firmly exclaims. Eyes widen as they turn to look at her. Even Manuel was surprised."Young Mistress..." disbelief adorned the old man's face but a glint of
"I've never seen you this unkept, Vasili" Larry cautiously told him after several weeks of trying to be patient with him.He got no response but the sound of the liquid being poured.Since he left the mansion, he never stopped drinking. He never left the penthouse.Larry would just bring all documents he needs to sign early in the morning before he woke up. He would wait for him and discuss the documents before letting him sign while he is still sober. It's been their routine for three weeks now. Vasili is a mess. His beard has grown long and his hair is always disheveled. All he did the entire day is drink. If Larry won't force him to eat, he doubts he has food in his stomach. He will only stop drinking when he will lose consciousness from drunkenness. Which Larry guessed is what he wanted. He cannot sleep without drowning his troubled mind with alcohol. It is what knocks him off. The man is slowly killing himself and Larry can no longer stand watching him destroy himself. "Is th
Entering a quiet house, Vasili shook his head several times to clear his head. Despite taking a warm shower earlier, the alcohol he had earlier is muddling his head. But he can't mess up this chance to face his wife after three weeks. So he forced himself to be sober."Welcome home, Master Vasili" Manuel, despite how late waited for him at the door upon getting the news of his arrival. "Thank you, Manuel" he stops by his side and response, which he usually does not do. "Young Mistress is already in your room, resting. She ate her dinner, though not the same as what she would usually have. The doctors have also made her take all her medicine. She also had her therapy, though it was cut short when she complained of being tired" Manuel, thinking he is waiting for the report, relayed. Keenly listening, he nods at Manuel's every word. And even after the report, he remains on his spot, making Manuel anxious. "Young mistress is quite somber these days but she tries to cooperate with her