Chapter 56: Vincent's temper.
Since Flora just got discharged from the hospital, Scott decided to stay with her.
That early morning, he had prepared breakfast for her himself. He didn't want her to do anything, he wanted to be there for her all the time.
Flora had severally complained about his_too deep care, not that she didn't love it but he wouldn't allow her do anything in the house.
Even for her to carry her system and check some things, he won't agree.
Flora was tired of that type of life. She had pleaded to him several times before she surrendered and slept off.
Scott smiled, looking at her gentle face and her beautiful sleeping eyes.
He kissed her forehead before he left for his study room. He never for once forgot about her parent's death she was investigating. He had made a promise to himself to always help and support her by all means.
She is his life and his world, he had felt something called love which he had never experienced before. It was as if a seed was planted in his heart, which began to germinate day by day.
Scott had told Joel to come to his house for a private discussion.
"Boss". Joel said loudly before coming in.
"What of madam? How's she doing?" He asked with concern.
"She's good, she's sleeping. Did you brought them?". Scott's voice was cold and terrifying.
Joel was shaken when he heard his voice, the documents almost fell off his hands. "They are here boss". He arranged the almost falling papers and gave it to him.
Scott quickly scanned through the documents, he smirked several times while reading.
"Since she is the only suspect in this case, get your watch on her. When she comes back from that place she ran to, get her to the underground".
"And if she delays to come back, we would get her back here ourselves". He said coldly.
"Yes boss". Joel bowed his head before leaving the room.
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Noon time....
Maxson sat in his office rounding up his work. "Just make sure this get to the staffs. I'll be leaving the company now". He said to his secretary.
"Yes sir". Then she left immediately.
Maxson got bored easily, he was someone who had always love to have fun and party. His former lifestyle had changed since he had met Joan.
Now she had abandoned him after seducing him intothat hot sealed memory. He still couldn't get her off his mind.
He stood up from his seat, checked himself in the mirror before leaving. He had informed Roy and Gad for an hangout.
The duo had texted him they were already waiting for him.
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"Yo man!".
"Hm". Maxson couldn't answer Roy well, he only nodded looking depressed.
"I knew it would be that lady". Roy said smiling.
"Joan? What happened between you guys?". Gad sipped his drink.
They watched Maxson as he looked dejected. "Stop this mood vibes, talk to us whatever might have happened".
"She's being acting strange even after we had helped her. The last time we were together, she actually initiated a romantic mood, which I never declined though. You all knew I have this feelings for her, but with her weird behaviors, I am beginning to doubt that feelings".
"Are you saying she doesn't love you?". Gad asked curiously. His own was hidden from his friends, he had a lady he likes but yet to understand the feelings.
"Hey guy, if you don't like her, would you be worried about her or about your feelings for her?". Roy seemed to understand things about love.
"I have been there before, Beauty did worst than this to me before she accepted to become my girlfriend". He further explained.
"So are you saying you guys are back again?". Maxson widened his eyes.
"Not yet, but am on the move". He smiled to himself, feeling so proud.
"So, you seems to be telling me that I truly love her?". Maxson asked.
"Yes you do. If you don't, why would you look like a baffled person going through insomnia". Roy said.
Roy and Gad laughed together, they called the waiter and orded some dishes. Maxson loosened up a bit as they laughed at him.
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It seems everyone wanted to stay off work today, Michael and Duncan was home discussing. Afterall, each of them has different companies they held. Their leadership skills were mastery, which was inherited and acquired though working smart and intellectual capabilites.
"It doesn't seem right to me". Duncan flipped through the magazine in his hands.
"What is that?". Micheal looked at him, he didn't know what he had seen in the magazine.
"The fashion and entertainment industry seems to be rising in growth and population than other sectors. Big brother Gad is trying to venture into it, I could remember he was never interested in such things". He looked confused.
"That shouldn't be a new thing to you, people tends to go into whatever they see lucrative these days".
"Aren't you thinking what I am thinking?" He held his brother's hand.
Michael watched him with a cold eyes, seeing how he was behaving.
"Shoot!". He said calmly.
"I think he wants to nominate his girlfriend for the sector".
Both went silent, Duncan watched his elder brother, curious of his reaction.
"So? Isn't that a good thing?". He stood up tired of his nonsense.
"Yes it is, that is why I and grandpa had been urging you to find a wife".
"Ouchhh!". Duncan screamed in pain, a footwear had just landed on his head.
"You are very very wickkkk....". He couldn't finish his statements. Micheal moved closer to him to make him more scared.
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In Farinto Club and bar, people were seen rocking, dancing and having different fun.
Beatrice had love to attend such gatherings since she had completed her high school and college. She was sent to study abroad with her grandparents, but since they were so old, they weren't able to caution and manage her well.
She had made some negative friends back then, who had infiltrated her life to partying and clubbing.
She wore a very short skirt with an high heel, covering her upper body was a back show tight top. She was in the midst of people dancing, happy that her brother had given her what she wanted.
At least, she should enjoy her life and time for now, since she would be together with Duncan from tomorrow on.
"Excuse me, I am looking for this lady". A young man shouted loudly to the bar man.
"Sir? Why are you asking?". The bar man smirked.
Vincent smiled, he punched the bar man in his mouth so he could know he was serious.
"Ouch, yahh! How may I help you?".
He quickly composed himself.
"Check this lady for me". Vincent showed him a picture and watched him glowing his eyes at the girl in the picture.
"Yes yes, she is somewhere around there". He pointed to a corner at the dancing stage.
Vincent grabbed the picture back from him, he walked heavily to where the bar man had showed him.
He didn't mind the crowd, he went into their midst, looking for his sister, Beatrice.
As he sighted her in the crowd of dancers, his temper aroused deeply. He drew her by her cloth and dragged her outside from the dancer's midst.