Romans & histoires Mr Blind

The raw screams of Felix couldn't be heard anymore. Mr Adams walked out of the iron doors, with bloodstains on his trousers and gloves. Ring Ring. He took out his phone from his pocket. “Big brother!” A clear female voice shouted through the phone. “Why is everyone trying to make me deaf today?” Mr Adams said, taking off his gloves and throwing them to the floor. “Big Brother, where are you?” “Working” “Shouldn't you be preparing for your wedding”

After Tiffany finished speaking, she began to cry. "It's Mr. Sneyd!" "What? Mr. Sneyd?!" Franklin Sneyd was our literature professor! I inhaled sharply, completely shocked. The well-mannered, seemingly polite man had been hiding such a dark side. "Ms. Elledge, leave this to me. I'll make sure he pays for what he's done." I promised her confidently, and this gave Tiffany a sense of hope. "Ms. Elledge, please rest here. I'll figure out a way to handle this."

I asked still cutting the grass. “No. It’s one of the Rodrigo, Diego.” The cutter on my hand fell immediately I heard the name that I despise so much. Why is he here? Wait- he’s here for something. Something I know only my father can give him. Hehe, Diego, you’re trapped. “How’s the Rodrigo company recently?” I asked while Irene scrolled through her phone. “It’s on the edge ma’am. They keep dropping in profit and loosing their clients to the Huston,” Irene explained and I smiled in nothing but victory.