“DID I hear it right?” Francis asked again after his silence for two minutes. He tried to calm his rapid heartbeat first before speaking. “Did you say, Amadeus Adler?”“Yes, young master,” Mill, the man’s name, replied.Francis clicked his tongue as he hit the steering wheel repeatedly with all his might. The horns echoed loudly inside the car. The other drivers within their distance got annoyed because of that, but he didn’t care at all.“You idiot! What made you think that it wasn't important information?!” Francis exclaimed. He almost wanted to smack the person he was talking to. “Since when? Did you get any information from the higher-ups about why they were roommates?”“Since the first day

“AUGUSTUS Fordman doesn’t have any connections to the Remington Corporation anymore,” Charles declared casually. “I hope it’s clear already. I don’t want any of the reporters to ask anything about it.”His eyes told everyone how much he wanted to avoid the controversy. Since the day the police were finding August to arrest him, the media never stopped talking about them.The Remington Corporation’s management had a hard time fixing the situation, especially when the stock prices plummeted, and when some of the investors wanted to withdraw their investments, afraid that August’s issue would affect the company as well.Charles looked exhausted and weak. The rest he had when August was handling the corporation went back to him, threefold. Now, he couldn’t even

TIME had passed, and it was already three months since the police officers sent August to the Blackbell prison. At first, August thought it would be hard for him to survive.He thought his life would always be chaotic, like what happened to him on the first day he arrived. Little did he know, it would be one of the most memorable moments in his life.He followed Amadeus’ advice. August acted differently because he always thought he was the only different person in the Blackbell prison, but now, he tried to be one of them.And he succeeded. That’s the same time he realized that communicating with people isn’t a bad thing at all. And it’s been a while since he felt he belonged to a group— of well-known prisoners.“August! Rio! Look at th

“WHAT are you talking about?”August raised a brow before he sat on the bed. He wiped his eyes using his fingers, removing the morning glory from them.However, he stopped moving when Rio placed his index finger on his lips, giving August a warning to tone down his voice.“You’re in danger,” said Rio, shaking his head. He didn’t even bother answering August’s question. “I’ll go now. Go back to sleep.”Rio went outside the cell without even looking back at him. The police officer closed the cell door without noise as both of them walked away. They were like spies who moved carefully to avoid getting caught.August was confused as hell. The tip of his brows pressed onto each other as he scratched his head. However, he just lay again on the bed and went back to sleep.When he woke up, the sun had already risen. Everyone was preparing themselves for another day. Sergio was in front of the mirror, looking at his reflection as he made his weird poses, while Amadeus tied up his shoelaces.“N

AS AUGUST and his roommates started cleaning the bathroom on the second floor after eating lunch, the entire city was busy because of a seminar being televised on different channels.It was an ordinary seminar— speakers would tell the audience about their experiences and such. However, the difference was that the speakers were influential and powerful, and one of them was Bruce Sandoval.The reporters were scattered around the coliseum where the event takes place. They were waiting for Bruce to arrive. Bruce and the whole Sandoval family became the hottest topic in the country as the Sandoval family drastically arised from Top 50 to Top 30 in just three months.Other than that, Bruce recently got an award for his continuous donations to charities, and for being one of the best entrepreneurs for this month. It was also the reason why the organizers for the employee seminar invited Bruce as a guest speaker.“I look damn fine.” Bruce cackled as he complimented himself.He was sitting in

“HEY,” a deep, dark voice greeted Samantha. She turned around to see who it was, only to see that it was Francis Wellington, who looked stunning in his gray and black suit. Samantha wasn’t able to speak for a second as she was mesmerized by the person in front of her.On the other hand, Daphne crossed her arms and rolled her eyes. She thought that Francis was trying to gain everyone’s attention, including her. Francis noticed what Daphne did, and he couldn’t help but feel amused.As he expected Daphne’s reaction to be the same as Samantha, it didn’t happen. He just shook his head before turning his head to Samantha again.“The event is about to start. Would you mind sitting down?” asked Francis, showing his pretentious smile.“N-No,” Samantha answered. She even stammered as she shook her head. “Not at all.”Samantha went back on her seat before she glanced at Daphne, who still looked unbothered even though Francis was in front of them.‘This bitch… You’re just lucky today!’ said Sama

SIX months later at the Blackbell prison…“Pass it here! Pass it here!” Sergio shouted to Hector, one of their teammates as they played basketball.Hector was dribbling the ball as he roamed his gaze around the area. With a 109-111 score, the match was too intense for both groups. Hector can hear how Sergio repeatedly cursed him as Sergio wanted to take the ball so he could shoot it, but Hector knew better.Sergio’s main strength isn’t shooting— but defense. And he couldn’t take the risk.Whoever wins this last match in basketball will have a prize— they will not work for tomorrow at any task. The losing team will take care of those tasks for them, and that reward and punishment were approved by the warden.Hector looked at his side again, and a great idea popped into his mind as he saw August looking at him intently. August nodded twice subtly. He was uncertain whether Hector was going to pass the ball on him, but he prepared himself just in case.Luckily, he did.Because Hector didn

THE police officer's words shocked August, causing him to frown. He stared at the officer with confusion, but he didn't explain further. Instead, he moved his hands, calling August to walk beside him.'Why is he calling me?' asked August at the back of his mind. He bit his lower lip, anxious that he might have done something wrong.August couldn't afford to mess up, especially not this time! He planned to survive and escape from this place. As he nodded subtly while walking in front, he just hoped that everything would be alright.His heartbeat drastically increased as he stopped beside the police officer, and in front of everyone. Like him, he could also see the confusion in his co- prisoner's eyes. It was proof that his speculation earlier that this thing happens rarely was true.Still, he wondered what the commotion was all about.The police officer placed his hand on August’s arm, causing him to raise a brow. “This is sudden, but the warden wanted to announce this instant.”The se

AMADEUS pinned August on the wall in one swift. His lower body prevented August from moving, his left hand was on the side of his head, while his other hand was on his neck, choking him.“I killed him,” Amadeus muttered in an authoritative tone. He gritted his teeth, containing his anger. “Why would you open that topic in front of me, huh? Do you have a death wish?”As Amadeus asked that question, his hand gave more force onto his neck. It made August feel hard to breathe, but he didn’t even budge. He trusted that Amadeus wouldn’t kill him, although his eyes said otherwise.Still, August didn’t feel any kind of fear in his heart.“I’m just curious…” August gasped for air before smirking. “Why would

THE collision between the two cars made a huge impact. Amadeus found his car spinning twice before he hit one of the trees, which protected his car from sliding down.“Ugh!” Amadeus groaned when his body hit the car door. It made him dizzy in an instant, but he still found the energy to get out of his car, although he was trembling. The coldness of the rain and the blood flowing out of his head made him shiver.Amadeus needed to check whether the other driver was still alive or not. Like his car, the other car wasn’t in good condition, either. It was damaged, and his body trembled while looking at the car.He slowly walked towards the driver’s seat and tried to open the car door, but it was locked. It seemed like something inside was prevent