"How are things going?" Weylin Turner asked, paying the bill for the snacks he bought from the market.
"All's fine," Jace replied from the other side of the phone. "There's a lot of positive response."
"Great!" Weylin smiled, opening the cap of his drink.
"Is everything alright there?" Jace asked.
"Come home safely first. Then I'll tell you everything," Weylin replied with a chuckle, taking a sip from his drink.
"Where are you now? A lot of hazy noises are being heard," Jace said, seemingly irritated by the background noises.
"Oh! I just got off the market," the young
"Kids, you shouldn't randomly ask for favours from strangers," Garaine advised while waiting for Weylin to come. "What will you do if he feels disturbed?""But, sister, he doesn't seem like a stranger," Eva replied, giggling. "You called him by his name. It means you know him. So he isn't a stranger.""Aish!" The caregiver internally face-palmed herself. These kids...I really cannot win an argument against them. She thought. "But still you don't know him, right? So that makes him a stranger to you.""But sister knows him," Lucy said innocently, putting her index finger on her cheek.Before Garaine could say anymore, a
Sitting on the chair, Weylin's eyes were focused on the laptop screen. His fingertips were sliding against the touchpad of the laptop. After checking the statistics for a while, he let out a deep sigh, running his long fingers through his hair. Taking off his spectacles, he leaned back against the chair. He closed his eyes, giving the muscles of his eyes a chance to relax."Damn! It has been a week already since I have met her," Weylin wondered, massaging his temples. "I wonder how her condition is now." He glanced at his phone before letting out a sigh. "I thought she would text me on the social media handle but it seems like things aren't in my favour. Things are only getting harder and harder.""Weylin, are you again overworking yourself?" Jace walked in, holding a cup of coffee in his hand.
"Garaine Jones!"Weylin exclaimed, stopping in his tracks while Jace immediately sprang up.Why is she here!? Weylin thought, being completely speechless. She was the least expected candidate among the ones who came into his mind. Couldn't they find any other girl except her?! But It's too late to think of anything else. I am sorry, Garaine Jones, but I have to do this."Claude Smith?!" Garaine exclaimed, feeling relieved upon seeing a familiar figure.Jace glanced at his friend only to find the latter's facial expressions turned into grim ones, representing the leader of The Black Panther.
The guests in the wedding hall were waiting impatiently for the couple. Blake Turner as well as Mr Calypso took glances at the door, waiting for their children. Abruptly the door opened, welcoming the bride and the groom. For a moment, silence engulfed the room. The excited faces gazed eagerly to see how beautiful the bride and the groom were.Garaine Jones was walking timidly beside the young master, circling her hand around his arm, while he walked in proudly with chin propped up. No sooner had the guests realized that the bride wasn't Miss Calypso than whispering and mumbling noises flooded the hall. Blake Turner frowned as soon as his eyes fell on the bride. An astounded Blake Turner glanced at his son who didn't seem to mind the disgusting gazes that were piercing him. Meanwhile, Mr Calypso just stared at the couple, unable to interpret the situation.
Garaine stood there, thunderstruck. She had to prove that she loved the person whom she hated the most. But how? She glanced at Mrs Calypso only to find an irritating victorious smirk on her face. Instantly, she felt like wiping off that annoying smirk off that woman's face.Finding no other option, she turned towards Weylin. Weylin was about to interfere when Garaine pulled him by his neck, pressing her lips against his. Weylin's eyes widened when he felt a pair of soft lips against his cold ones, leaving him completely bewildered. Before he could react, she pushed him gently, breaking the kiss."Do you need any more proof than this?" Garaine asked, looking at Mrs Calypso.She herself turned into beet red after doing something so brazen. She
"Garaine! What have you done?!"Garaine was rubbing her lips harshly with a piece of cloth, causing them to bleed. Her mascara was smeared while her eyes became red and swollen. Upon seeing the young master, she didn't even stop, rubbing her lips harshly, trying to get rid of the lingering feeling of his lips on hers."Garaine, stop it!" Weylin yelled, trying to stop her.The lady turned a deaf ear to his words. Breathing heavily, she continued rubbing her lips, causing them to bleed even more."What the heck are you doing?" Weylin rushed to her, holding her wrists tightly. "Oh my God! You are bleeding!""Let me go!" Ga
"Did The Spades join hands with The Dragon?" Weylin asked in a grim voice. It's not that I didn't expect this, but how could he join them that fast? He thought."The leader of The Spades, Adams Calypso, is captured by The Dragon while his daughter and her husband escaped secretly," Jace asserted."What?!" Weylin exclaimed, totally unprepared for the piece of information. "Captured? But why?""No idea, Weylin," Jace replied, looking as distressed as ever. "Judging from the situation, it seems like The Spades and The Dragon were allies from the very beginning. Otherwise, why would The Dragon capture Mr Calypso and chase after his daughter? And if I am not wrong, the marri
It was a pitch-black room, engulfed by an unusual silence. The dim LED bulb hanging from the ceiling was the only source of light. Just below the hanging light, Mr Calypso was sitting on a chair with his hands tied at the back. The corner of his lips was bleeding while a bluish bruise was visible on his cheek. In front of the leader, Oliver Davies, the leader of The Dragon was sitting with his leg crossed over his knee. Other than the two leaders, there were about four of Oliver Davies's bodyguards."Adams Calypso, I told you to make sure that your daughter marries Blake Turner's son, but you couldn't even succeed in doing that!" Oliver Davies threw a glass of water in the fit of rage, breaking it. "If this marriage had been successful, The Black Panther would have become an alliance of The Spades, and indirectly the organisation would have also become my alliance since Th