Zack was stunned speechless at Kendrick’s retort. It took him a while before he regained his senses. He sobbed and yelled like a wronged housewife, “You can’t do this to me, Kendrick!” However, Kendrick had already hung up the phone call. Zack hurriedly tried to redial but was greeted with a voicemail, saying that Kendrick had already turned off his cell phone. Zack suddenly understood what Terry had felt before. All of the tricks and schemes that he had used on the latter, using him as a scapegoat and discarding him the moment he had lost his purpose. Kendrick had just done the very same thing to Zack.Meanwhile, Zack’s father became extremely furious when he saw how dejected Zack looked. “I must’ve been blind to think that I could place my hopes on you. I should’ve known that you’re just an incompetent fool who will never amount to anything!” As much as Zack felt aggrieved and unhappy, there was nothing he could do when he was scolded by his father. Fortunately, Zack’s f
By the time his father and Javier arrived at the scene, Zack had already been apprehended by police who were patrolling the area. Zack’s father almost fainted when he saw Kendrick, lying on the ground in a pool of blood. The only thought that ran through his mind at the time was that his son had killed someone out of revenge. Fortunately, when the ambulance arrived, upon examination, the paramedics declared that Kendrick was merely severely wounded and unconscious. The pool of blood that Kendrick was lying in was his Labrador’s, his so-called “dear boy”, which had been rammed over. Thus, Zack was taken away in a police car while Kendrick was taken away in an ambulance. Meanwhile, the Labrador’s corpse and the beautiful woman that Kendrick had been with were both taken away as well since they were evidence and witness to the crime. After photos of the crime scene had been taken, the management of the building nearby very quickly cleaned up the mess. Javier had not expected such
“Such arrogance! I’ve never seen anyone with such arrogance before!!!”Justin furiously yelled out after Javier had left. Justin was an account manager. Those insignificant, small-time boss of some middling company should be compelled to put on their brightest smile and turn on their warmest reception to him.However, Javier’s actions completely pushed Justin off the edge, leaving him feeling very unhappy. Then again, as unhappy as he was, Justin still had to remain professional. After calming down, Justin forced a smile back on his face before he took out his cell phone.“Hello, is this Matthew Odell of Odello Corp.? This is Justin from the bank. I’ve done as you’ve asked. An idiot from Beacon Tires’ finance department just dropped by, but I’ve already sent him away. Don’t worry, I’ll make sure that they will no longer be a hindrance to you.”While Justin was on the phone with Matthew, Javier had already put up a few tasks on the black market. After that, Javier pushed back hi
In truth, Jade had not only agreed to have Javier stay in her home to honor her bet, but she also did it for the Dunhams. Later on, she came clean with Javier about her thoughts and hoped that by having Javier live in her home, the fellow from the Dunhams would finally give up. If he were to stop pursuing Jade, she would not be forced into marrying him anymore. However, Javier did not agree with her thoughts. Instead, he merely thought that Jade was unknowingly making him more enemies! If he were to live in Jade’s home, both the Odells and the Dunhams would immediately see him as a hostile presence. However, Javier decided that it didn't matter.‘Why should I be worried about those small fries when I’m the one they should be afraid of? Let those foolish idiots come at me as much as they want then! I’ll teach them a lesson that they will remember forever… They will come to realize that I’m no mere pushover they can just mess around with whenever they please!’Jade’s house was lo
Jade’s words were firm, something that was almost unimaginable for her to have considering her slender and petite frame.In fact, her fearless temperament bolstered Catherine’s courage. Finally, Catherine took a deep breath and nodded her head. “All right then!”With that, Catherine agreed to have Javier live with them… That night, Javier was arranged to live on the second floor, while Jade and Catherine lived on the third. Initially, Catherine was worried that Javier might get up to no good during the night, but it turned out that she had been worried for nothing. It was only after this that Catherine wholeheartedly accepted Javier living in their home. The next morning, Jade and Javier headed to the company, where they entered their own offices and buried their heads into their work. However, after a mere half an hour, Jade rushed into Javier’s office in a panic. “Javier! Something bad happened!”Javier could tell from Jade’s expression that whatever it was, it was definit
Jade’s first instinct was to decline, but Javier beat her to the punch and said yes, much to the young woman’s initial bewilderment. Of course, by the end of their lunch, Jade saw why. Javier could drink an ocean if he wanted to.Jade wagered the men had consumed a good 700ml or so worth of white wine each, and yet only Dwayne and Clement were positively sh*t-faced. By the time Jade and Javier left, those two were swinging their clothes around like a lasso while taking their sexiest attempts at twerking.To top it off, Dwayne would even throw his head and spew a drunken, skyward spout every now and then. Clement, being quite the supportive hype-man, would then groggily clap and cheer, “Ooh…Pwetty…fountain!”To sober up after that spectacular foofaraw was to toil in embarrassment.“You are a f*cking lightweight, Mr. Lewinsky. That was what, a kid-sized pint? And apparently, that’s enough to reduce you to a clown!”“Ha, the pot calling the kettle a terrible drinker, aye? You were th
Javier left Midnoon Tires and began making calls and arrangements as soon as he got into his car. Satisfied, he played some airy music and drove back to the company, terrifyingly relaxed and chilled.His return was immediately greeted by a grinning Jade, who sprung into his office, beaming. “Oh. My. God! You wouldn’t believe how frickin’ cool Ms. Gould is. She’s such a bad*ss! Upon arriving at work, Mae Kingsley didn’t waste time before planting system-breaking bugs and making up fake accounting to siphon our funding away. Just around-the-clock crippling our financial system!“But then Ms. Gould came, and do you know how much time it took her to debug the entire system that saboteur tried so hard to ruin? Less than ten frickin’ minutes! Then she sniffed out that fake accounting and the stolen funds and wrapped it around Mae’s neck like a leash! Ha! That old rat was so scared, she was squealing for mercy and started laying out all the deets…just like that!”Jade subsequently relayed
Waking up to all of her old customers and their contracts pouring back in made Jade Odell quite ecstatic. She was in a good mood, especially after she arrived at her office to find Dwayne Lewis standing there with a smile that could only be a prelude to flattery.“Ms. Odell, just the brilliant mind I’ve been dying to see! Finally, I've been waiting for you!”Jade scoffed. “For what? Waiting to get Mr. Kersey so drunk that you can finally harass me uninterrupted?”Her barb cut deeply enough to instantly make Dwayne’s face wrinkle in embarrassment. “Oh god, no! That was a misunderstanding, Ms. Odell! A blunder on my part! Don’t take it seriously, Ms. Odell…”Dwayne did not stop there. His flattery and apologies were incessant as he followed Jade into her office. Anything and everything he had done before today, be it trivial or no, had an apology of its own. The goal was to soften Jade up and appeal to her angels, hoping that she would eventually supply tires for his cars once again…
As Bernadetta launched a barrage of kicks against the restaurant door, Mrs. Greene summoned 120% of her strength, holding the fort. The older woman had made a living terrorizing others with absurd accusations and downright unreasonable demands, but this time, she had met her match. Bernadetta James put the “man” in the word “woman”—in that she resorted to violence as soon as things escalated. In the end, it took both Mrs. Greene’s apology and a deal to provide Javier and Bernadetta with three days’ meals, all free of charge, to make the young woman stop. Then—“because I actually have a weakness against people sincerely appealing to my better angels,” according to Bernadetta—she amended the peace offer, changing the three days’ free meals to…a week’s worth. Back in the inn, Javier expressed his heartfelt gratitude to Bernadetta for rescuing him. “I can’t thank you enough for standing by my side when I needed it the most, Bern. But I can thank you a bit more if you refrain from using t
Mrs. Greene opened her flap and unlocked the floodgate, the spit during her tirade so profusive that she could water an old lady’s lawn. “It’s him, officers! It’s all him! He did this to his own camera just to remove himself as a suspect, but we know better than that! He’s the guy who stole my goddamn lingerie!”She turned and trained her finger on Javier. “You vile, disgusting, degenerate piece of sh*t! Ptooey!”‘Back at you! I'd rather spend the night with my left hand than with you!’ By this point in the morning, Bernadetta had arrived at work. Her heels clicked onto the floor as she sauntered toward the commotion. As soon as she heard what had transpired, she laughed, looking clearly amused. She trained her perfectly manicured finger on Javier and piled on. “Oh, it was him. I can testify to that! He stole Mrs. Greene’s bra because he is…the Lingerie Phantom Thief! By day, he is Javier Kersey. At night, he is Jo Ker, the Bra Stealer!” Javier threw his arms up in exasperation
Javier shook his head. By the time his vision was back to normal, the dog was gone. It had escaped! “What kind of hell spawned this little sh*t?!” Javier wondered to himself aloud. “Was this really an effect of the world changing? Is this an example of mutation because of the Storm? Or is there something else at play?”Baffled and unsure what to think, Javier returned to the dorm and told the residents to open the door. Inside, he found Florence huddling the frightened kids closely. She was white from fear, and yet in the presence of vulnerable kids, she had assumed the role of the protector without a second thought. “Hush, it’s alright! It was fake. Someone pulled a terrible prank and put on this white sheet and…” Javier made up a fib to explain the haunting away exactly because the truth could land him in a mental institution. No one would believe him—and for good reason too!Javier drove Florence back to the Yuzuian restaurant, where the latter’s electric scooter was. While
A resentful wail—interspersed only by sobs that sounded more like someone was being strangled—was echoing in the middle of the night while Javier and Florence could not see even a single soul out there? Animated by the power of “hell, naw!”, Florence dove into Javier’s arms for protection. Her hands were clasped firmly on either side of her head, hoping to block out the ghastly demand in her ears. Her eyes were squeezed so tightly shut that even a crowbar could not pry them open.Javier himself was just as terrified. He would have felt better if he could see the source of the voice rather than just hear a woman sobbing about getting her head back. At least he would know what he was up against! But just hearing it without any visuals at all?! Nooooope!Then, Florence hugged him in a “help-me!” sort of way. She was soft and supple—damn, that sexy figure in combination with her silky-smooth skin sure was welcoming. She was warm, and damn did she smell good! Nothing competed with fea
The dog barked in protest as it pointed its paw at Javier with the intensity of a mob before executing a monarch. The flames in its eyes were so bright that they could incinerate Javier into ashes in milliseconds. In the end, though, all that protest was for naught. Constance tied it up in the parking garage, while Javier watched in glee. Ah, sweet, sweet revenge! The stupid dog had thought it could set him up, had it? That would teach it!The look the Pomeranian shot him almost felt like a threat: ‘Just you f*cking wait, hooman!’‘Wait for what? How much can a stupid b*tch like you do to me?’ Javier scoffed in his mind. Now that the four-legged pest was gone, Javier turned back to Constance and talked about the new orphanage. As it turned out, despite the old woman’s sentiments for the building she had founded, she was a lot less obstinate and unreasonable as she might appear. “I mean, I don’t object to it completely. I know the new place is gonna be better, but…” She faltered a
Florence called half an hour later to tell him where they’d be having dinner. After leaving the inn in Bernadetta’s care, he hurried to the venue. Florence had picked a newly-opened Yuzuian restaurant. Javier had never liked Yuzuian restaurants, but since Florence had invited him, courtesy stopped him from asking the woman to change their meeting venue. He found Florence quickly enough and sat across from her. They placed their orders, and Javier began his performance: He started sighing and doing his best to look forlorn. It intrigued Florence enough to ask what was wrong, and Javier told her about his unfortunate beef with Constance that day.“It’s so unfair, man! Why would I bully a dog for no reason?” he moaned. “I’m sure Aunt Constance misunderstood. You’re a knightly, heroic, kind man! How could someone like you possibly get off on hurting a dog? I’m sure Aunt Constance was just too worried about the dog’s welfare to think things through. She didn’t mean it. I can vouch for
Herschel was dressed quite sharply today. It was the full ensemble—black leather shoes, black slacks, a white collar, and last but not least, the good old oil-slicked hair. The typical look of a high-ranking office worker, just as Javier had requested. Ordering him to get in his car, Javier asked, “You brought all the stuff I told you to?”“Yo, I would never forget the stuff my boss told me to bring. I’ve got all the preparations down pat. You can check ‘em if you don’t trust me,” Herschel replied. He fished an ID and some documents out of his leather bag. “See? All the documentation a journalist in the most important room of a news agency would have.”After a round-check and some instructions, Javier sent Herschel on his way to complete his mission. The man was strangely reluctant, though. “Boss, you told me you decided to work in that inn, right? Does that mean, you know, that you’re gonna call me ‘boss’ while you’re there?”Javier had almost forgotten he had mentioned this. It
Javier’s suspicion turned to Constance Hellman’s white Pomeranian. He turned to the director’s office and met the dog’s eyes. With its paws on the windowsill, it hoisted itself up to look out of the window. Seeing the dog cracking a lopsided grin and baring its fangs—beaming as smugly as a teacher’s pet who had managed to subdue everyone through the power of being the boss’s favorite—made it look both amusing and chilling. It would have been had the dog not caught Javier’s gaze, suddenly dropped the smile, and put on a face that seemed to be saying, ‘I’m just your average dog! Nothing to see here!’And then it feigned—yes, feigned—a yawn as its one last measure to cover up the fact that it had been laughing smugly to itself. ‘What. The. Actual. F*ck?!’ Javier thundered in his mind. ‘B*tch’s a natural actress! What’s it doing here instead of being interviewed on a talk show after becoming viral on TikTok?’In combination with Russell’s report, the incident inside the director’s of
As Javier was befuddled, Constance rushed in from outside and picked up the white Pomeranian gingerly to carefully check its injured leg.“Oh, baby, what’s the matter? Did you hurt your leg?”The white Pomeranian whined in pain and began twitching upon hearing Constance’s concerned question. This upset Constance so much that she admonished him sternly. “Mr. Kersey, I thought that you were a loving person, but I can’t help doubting your motive now.“I’m skeptical about you taking good care of the kids here when you’d even hit a cute dog!”Javier felt extremely offended. When had he hit the dog? He hurriedly explained, “Madam Hellman, I didn’t do anything!”Constance asked angrily, “You didn’t do anything? Why would it suddenly limp now and whine so pathetically? Why did it hurry over to me? Give me a reasonable explanation!”Javier was in distress as well. “How would I know? It was fine when I was carrying it just now, but it wanted to get down on the floor, so I carefully placed