CHAPTER 68 - Awakening

In years past, Mrs Elizabeth had been one of the girls that Peter lustfully chased after, though at that time, he was jobless and broke.

Also due to her family's status, which was more better and higher than his, Peter couldn't really get his hands on her, which made him swear to elevate his status to a level that gave him the privilege to do whatever he liked.

His family was considered to be of the lowest class, both in status and acquisition. His father was a poverty stricken drunk and his mother was an illiterate trader.

His parents only gave birth to two boys, that is he and his senior brother, whom was shot dead by the police in an armed robbery operation that he participated in. Peter hated the life that he was born into and so fought desperately to acquire both power and possession.

Truth be told, he lusted after two major things; women and power.

And so, when he saw Mrs Elizabeth today, with her unchanging evergreen beauty, his lustful desires were rekindled. Of course, he knew before today that she was married, though he didn't know who her husband was, but whomever he was, he was a nobody.

And also, the category of women that he loved to have romantic relationships with were married women.

Walking into the company building, Mrs Elizabeth, her daughters and Ibrahim were quite amazed at the internal structure of the company. There was one word that could be used to describe it; INCREDIBLE..

"Let's take the elevator, my office is on the fifth floor" Peter said with obvious pride in his voice.

He was satisfied with the look of amazement on Mrs Elizabeth's face. One of the ways of baiting a woman is by first;

Show her your material acquisition.

Then next show her your power.

He had done the first part, now he was about to do the second.

While they were all taking the elevator to the fifth floor, Esther boldly asked a question out of the blue;

"Sir how many floors are in this building altogether?"

Peter glanced at her before replying with a straight face;

"Twenty five floors in total"

"Tw---twenty five!" Ibrahim shook with surprise.

"That's quite amazing" Mrs Elizabeth said with surprise.

When he heard those words from Mrs Elizabeth, Peter smiled as he puffed his chest in pride.

"Of course it is" he said in reply to Mrs Elizabeth's statement; "This is the headquarters of the number one company in Nigeria after all"

When they got to the fifth floor, Peter ushered them into the lounge that was connected to his office.

"Ok kids why don't you rest here and enjoy yourselves" Peter said as he gestured towards Ibrahim, Joyce and Esther.

"You can order whatever you want from Mr B here" Peter indicated a man dressed in a waiter's attire, whom was standing by beside them.

"Well, Elizabeth" Peter said, turning to face Mrs Elizabeth; "We have a lot of catching up to do"

He bowed slightly in a gentleman fashion as he indicated his office, which was demarcated from the lounge by a wall and a non transparent glass door.

Mrs Elizabeth raised up an eyebrow as she took in the swift arrangement of Peter. She was no fool, ever since they met at the parking lot, she had been noticing the lustful gazes of Peter towards her.

She was not ignorant of the fact that he greatly doted on her when they were much younger, before she got married and left the neighborhood.

And looking at his eyes now, that look from many years ago was still there, well she wouldn't blame him, it's just that he has no idea whom her husband is. If he did, he would forget his past feelings and move on with his life.

"Well no problem" Mrs Elizabeth said with a knowing smile as she walked past him towards his office.

Seeing both Peter and Mrs Elizabeth walk into the office, Ibrahim grumbled in dissatisfaction;

"Kid? Why would he call me a kid?" He sat down and folded his arms with a frown on his face; "Am not a kid"

"Neither are we" Joyce said but without the tone of annoyance; "It's just an expression of reference"

"Reference to whom?" Ibrahim was still grumpy; "Didn't he see my manly beards?"

He touched and stroked a little gathering of hairs beneath his chin.

"So what if you have a beard?" Esther scoffed at Ibrahim's childish act; "That doesn't make you a man"

"Really...then what does?" Ibrahim retorted with a feeling of being insulted.

"Well...for example, do you have a car and work in a company like he does?" Joyce asked with a raised eyebrow as she stared at Ibrahim.

"I..." Ibrahim began his reply and paused halfway as a certain comprehension dawned on him.

At that instant, his arrogance deflated as he immediately fell silent.

"Oh" Esther gave a start.

"What is it Esther?" Joyce asked.

"Mum forgot to remind Mister Peter about bro Tisane"

"Yes that's true" Joyce nodded in acquiescence as she frowned slightly.

"May I have your orders?" The waiter also known as Mr B came forward with a pad and pen in his hand.

"Yes our brother" Joyce and Esther said simultaneously.

"Uh?" The waiter at first appeared confused, until he smiled and joked; "I don't think we have such food in our menu"

"No no no....." Joyce shook her head; "We are here to see our brother who works here"

"Well then I guess you should talk to the human resource department for that" Mr B said.

"Where can we find the human resource department?" Ibrahim asked.

"Well you would not need to, since you have met it's manager"

"Who is it's manager?" Esther asked.

"Mister Peter" the waiter said as he pointed towards the office adjacent to them.

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Meanwhile....In Peter's office...

As she sat down, Mrs Elizabeth said to Peter whom was pouring down two glasses of wine.

"Before we begin our 'catching up', I would like to see my son"

"Of course, of course" Peter said in a natural tone as he picked up the office phone and dialed a number.

"Mister Emmanuel, please come to my office" he spoke into the phone and dropped it.

Few minutes later, a knock sounded on the office door.

"Come in" Peter said as he took his seat.

A short but handsome young man walked in as he greeted Mrs Elizabeth and gazed at Peter.

"You called sir"

"Yes I would like you to look for one of our workers by the name...." He glanced at Mrs Elizabeth.

"Tisane James" Mrs Elizabeth said to the young man.

"Yes tell him that his mother is here to see him" Peter said to the young man.

"The name is Elizabeth James" Mrs Elizabeth said as the young man nodded and was about to leave the office; "Just for clarification"

"Okay ma'am" the young man nodded again as he left.

"Don't worry Lizzy" Peter smiled and said as he caught the anxiety in her voice; "Since he works here, you'll see him soon"

"Thanks Peter" Mrs Elizabeth said with a nervous smile.

"You're welcome Lizzy" Peter said with hidden lust in his expression.

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In the medical room of the company, Tisane was unconscious, while lying on a medical bed with pulse sensor tubes attached to various areas of his body.

"You're sure about what you're saying Paul?"

Mr Fadeyemi was seen standing a few distance away from the unconscious Tisane with a man whom was dressed in a medical outfit as they both discussed.

"Yes Mr Victor. His vital signs and biology are surely that of a mutant, but other than that, my readings don't detect anything else"

Mr Victor sighed as he was not surprised by the doctor's analysis.

Normal scientific equipment couldn't be used to gauge and diagnose a mutant's power and energy, which is what he had been hoping for as he called the doctor over to the company.

The equipment necessary for actually analyzing a mutant's power and energy was called the 'Mutron'. And this equipment was possessed and handled exclusively by the mutant schools.

The MUTRON was divided into three grades, which were the basic grade, the advanced grade and the top grade.

And even the basic grade equipment was so expensive and important, that a single individual or organization couldn't afford to possess one.

Mr Victor had seen Tisane's fight with Matthew and his crew, and he knew that Tisane was no ordinary mutant.

Mutants in this world were divided into various ranks or classes, which are;

1) The SSS rank

2) The SS rank

3) The S rank

4) The A rank

5) The B rank

6) The C rank

7) The D rank

8) The E rank

And the higher a mutant ranking is, the stronger and more terrifying they become.

Mr Victor had seen and encountered his fair share of Mutants, and with the battle that he just witnessed earlier, he knew that he was looking at a top class mutant.

A top class mutant!

Mr Victor even found it quite ridiculous when he thought about it.