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Time To Revenge
Whereas, there was Ragnar Marshall seated before five warlords. They were all inside his yacht in the middle of the sea. These type of meetings aren’t one he has in the city, it’s an high end secretive meeting and over the years, he had always meet with these five world most powerful warlords in the middle of the sea. They have been working towards a plan that will create a ripple effect on the earth.
Ragnar Marshall was only thirty years in age but he had made enough money that can last fifty generations, most of them aren’t even in the banks. All of a sudden, he Recieved a notification on his phone, it was weird cause he barely receives mails. His mail is very personal and only few people has it.
“A moment!” He said as he opened and read the content of a mail sent to him. The content of the message was what he will address later but how did those five identical kids gets his mail? Who are they, is their mother trying to use them to get to him?
He continued his meeting with the warlords. About a few hours later, he returned to the city and called his office assistant, Ottar, over to his office, “who are they?” He asked as soon as he appeared in his office. He had already instructed Gotta to get every information there is about the kids.
“They seems to be one Mr. Nikolai’s children. We asked Mr. Nikolai what his children are doing in our building and he said they followed him when he came for an interview here.” Otta reported.
“They referred to this Nikolai as their godfather in the mail sent to me…” Ragnar said as if he was deliberating.
“Are you considering what the children said, sir?” He asked.
“Are you trying to mock me?” He asked with a frown, “you know quiet well I can’t produce good looking babies, how can those beautiful kids be mine?”
“I’m sorry, sir.” Ottar shivered. He knew how uncontainable his boss’s anger could be. If course, he knew of his boss’s curse, he had only asked to know what he intends doing.
“Arrange a meeting between those kids and I,” he said.
“Sir… A meeting with those little kids? How about you meet with their parents?” Ottar suggested. He felt like the kids would know little to nothing and may not be able to match his boss’s level of understanding when it comes to communication.
“Do it!” He said and dismissed Ottar.
Meanwhile, Brigitta had just left Nikolai’s house where she had spent enough time to with the kids, there was a refreshing smile on her face, it was because she was truly happy. No matter how hard life had been for her, having the opportunity to be and have fun with her kids would always make her happy. Her kids are everything to her.
She was soon in Ragnar’s villa. She soon went to cook for Ragnar and then took it to his room. She prayed earnestly that today’s feeding would go well as the past few days had gone slightly okay.
She was about to feed him the first spoonful when her phone rang, seeing that the caller ID was from Nikolai, she hesitated on whether to answer it or not. She had just left Nikolai’s house, what could he be calling her for? Could it be about her kids? Brigitta questioned.
She then answered the call believing that the paralyzed Ragnar Marshall will not hear her conversation, “Nikolai, what’s the matter?”
“The CEO of Wesson’s Cooperation, Mr. Ubba had invited the kids for a meeting tomorrow, I have just received the letter,” Nikolai said fearfully.
“That can’t be! I have experienced that man before and he’s extremely wicked and heartless. That man, Mr. Ubba threw two men off the rooftop and threw the last woman inside the furnace. He literally ordered for me to be thrown into the furnace as well. That wicked man must be angry that the kids dared to enter his office, I’m sure he has an evil plan for my kids,” Brigitta said.
“If he do have an evil plan, he can just come here and do it. No one can stop him anyways but it seems the invite his civil. I wonder what meeting a thirty year old would want to have with four year old kids. Weird!” Nikolai said. “I’m scared. What should we do?”
“My kids are never going to see that man.” She said determinedly, “did you have a place you can move to for the time being. I don’t mind if I have to travel out of the city with my kids just to avoid this Mr. Ubba but I’m tied here cause of my grandmother’s illness. Please save my kids.”
“I will try,” Nikolai said. “But I have a feeling he would still find us.”
“Just move away firstly, he’s not a God that knows everything,” She persuaded Nikolai eventhough a part of her knows that Mr. Ubba is too powerful a man to hide from.
Once the call came to an end, she tucked the phone back in her jean pocket and became overly troubled. Why would the most powerful man in the country suddenly become interested in her kids?NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.
She was confused. Could it be because her children had a close resemblance with him? Could he want to investigate the matter? She was certain she had never met Mr. Ubba in the past? Where would she even meet someone like that? She may not know much about her children’s father but one thing she was sure of was that her children’s father was a casanova.
She then tried to feed him but he clenched his fist hard. “Mr. Ragnar, why don’t you want to eat? Please don’t make this difficult for me. You have been cooperating with me the past few days.”
All of a sudden, she saw that his fist that was by his side was clenched hard, looking at his face, she saw that it has changed drastically into monstrous look. His countenance now exudes darkness yet he remained on the bed still.
The door opened and the butler appeared.
“Mr. Ivan, he’s not accepting the…”
“You may leave,” the butler said. He was always watching whatever Brigitta is doing in Ragnar’s room, he had noticed that Ragnar’s mood had changed after she was done receiving call.
“She has gone, sir.” The butler said after Brigitta had dissapeared from the room. He couldn’t help but wonder why his boss had suddenly become angry.
Ragnar Marshall stood at once from his pretentious paralyzed state and said, “that woman has kids.”
“Sir!” The butler was shocked.
“And I’ve met her kids before.” He added. “That woman first pretended to be her stepsister and married me, now she’s sending her children to me in order to get my attention.”
“Sir… Just give the command.” Ivan could already anticipate his boss ordering for Brigitta to be punished or killed.
“It’s time to stop pretending to be paralyzed. It’s time to revenge on those that had destroyed me!” He said determinedly and stood giantly.