All Chapters of 「秘宝を巡る冒険」: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

"What? But Sir why?" I asked in bewildered confusion. I had to go on this mission, I owed it to Richard."You can't embark on an ops in this state" he said referring to my injured hand."The hand is healed, I'm taking off the stupid bandage in 5days but I'm sure it I can make an exception of three days earlier" I said already fed up with the injury but It was true though, I didn't feel the pain anymore and I could even remove the bandage today, if I wanted."Still, I can't be too sure if you would be fully disposed to use it effectively""Sir I need to go on this mission" I said in desperation."What if something goes wrong, it could put the whole operation at risk""We have a code, the operation comes first before team mates. If anything happens, it's on me and they have the right to leave me hanging" I said trying to assure him and after some time of consideration

Sienna's P.O.V5 hours… I’ve been down in this basement, lying motionless, for 5 hours… please… Just kill me… I can’t take it much longer…As a lay on the floor, too weak to move. My mother had left me there a few hours ago, agonizing in my own pain.“You better pray no one come knocking at our door for this, use

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Ariana's p.o.v   I woke up early and took a bath then went downstairs, today i wanted only to focus on work, i walked in the dinning room and found everyone drinking tea, i sat next to Pete with a smile.    "Morning" i greeted.    "Morning" he answered back.    "Sorry but who is she?" Karen asked while staring at me.    "She's an architecture working on the construction here" king answered without looking at me.    The maid walked in and began serving us.    "After breakfast I'm going to the lake, Ariana do you want to join me?" He asked with a smile.    Yesterday king made every

prologuePerfect son, perfect student, perfect boyfriend- perfect, perfect, perfect. That’s how one would describe Joshua Goldmann- perfect. True to his name- Goldmann, Joshua (mostly referred to as Josh) was the golden boy of Willowcreeks. Everyone- no matter old or young, can’t help but love him. Elders wished for a son like him and the young ones either envied him or set him as a role model, wishing to be like h

collapse. Rose was an asthmatic patient. So it was clear that the attack hadoccurred due to lack of proper respiration resulting from the large population thatswallowed the hall. Thanks to God, she had fallen not too far from the youngdoctor, Tunde. “Give her some space, Help me get her out of here”, said Dr.Ajayimore carrying her bag in his shoulder. With the aid of a young man, hebrought her out of the hall into the open field. He tried intervals of variousresuscitative methods on Rose with the inhaler he found in her bag, until sheawoke. He later narrated what had happened to her which she had no doubt, wastrue. She asked for her inhaler and been given by the man before her, shedragged various puffs in and out. Seeing the young lady getting relieved the smallcrowd that had gathered round her slowly dispersed back into the hall. Dr.Ajayimore was putting on an “Abraham Lincoln&

Dressed in a plain white plain sleeve covered with a cobalt blue coat overa smart pair of trousers, in the same tone with a set of nicely made cufflinksholding off to his cuffs he was. On his neck was a well knotted polka-dot tie. Intotal, he was handsomely dressed. It was his 64th year birthday. At 64 years of age,Professor Oluwole Ajayimore looked more youthful than his age foretold of him.He looked at his eye in the mirror. It still bore the scars of a past bruise. Headjusted his glasses. He lifted his eyes to his old but treasured collections on hisshelf, he smiled. He took a picture frame off the shelf, staring his face into it andbeaming with smiles in-between laughs, held it to his chest. Those type of smilesthat arose from joy and the happiness gotten from an accomplished aim. So wasthe mid-morning of the old professor.Again, looking at the picture, in his old wrinkled hands, he blurred

He was a cruel mind, a lawyer so conveniently convincing the world of his innocent, but detective Sana knew better. She had recognized Demir as a cunning psychopath that killed woman purely out of boredom, and his crime was almost clean until he made the mistake of liking her. The craze in his eyes, the twisted gleam in his stance as he defended his case in the court while using double-edged words to subtly convince Sana about his obsession, had her well-aware that this man wasn't innocent. He couldn't be. His vibe was strange. Drinking cups of coffee, she would stay up at night while studying his case profile.Demir Khan: the sole heir of the Khan enterprises. He was the head boy in his college and adored by all of his teachers. He became a lawyer at the age of 26, and now, at the age of 32, had won almost 30 cases. He was brilliant. Too brilliant. And too much of everything was harmful. Now secretly following him in a car, she watc

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 "Yes ma'am" I nodded, taking the files out of her hand and walked away, away from her. Away from judgemental stare, away from her hateful eyes, her careful stance. Away from my stuck up boss and her oddly perfect nose.