Novels by Wan

William instantly recognized him. “You…You are…" “Yes. I'm the man you spared two years ago. My name is Roland.” He responded. William took a step back, a bit suspicious of his sudden appearance. “Why are you here?” “To pay you back for your help.” Roland replied. William's eyes narrowed. “Pay me back? How?” “I have gained a particular set of skills that would help you greatly. I can hack into almost any system in the world and build high tech programs” Roland continued. “I've researched you and I know you have a vendetta against the Grey family. I'd like to help you in your mission.” William raised his eyebrow. “How can I trust you?” Roland's expression turned serious. “Although I am eternally grateful that you saved my life, I also need your help with something else.” William's voice lowered. “What would that be?” Roland's gaze flickered to the ground before meeting William again. “You were able to leave the Legolas army. I want you to help me get my sister out

[ 3 years ago, Legolas Army base] The soldiers gathered around for a briefing on their next mission. William was among those chosen for the expedition. It was his first official mission as a member of the Legolas army. General Ryker stood in front of them communicating his orders. “We've been contracted to eliminate a war criminal known as Robinson Tradwell.” Since the Legolas army was a private army, they weren't interested in the details of what their employers wanted as long as they got paid. Ryker pulled up a map on the large screen behind them. “The Intel reaching us is that he and his men are trying to escape and are currently in the Rhunakis desert.” “Remember, this is a clean mission, and there must be no witnesses. We move in and we take out the target. Is that understood?” “Sir, yes sir!” The soldiers roared in unison. The team of six including the general set out in their chopper at night. As they flew nearer to the drop point, William grew increasingly nervous.

William's car engine roared as he drove into the parking lot of his penthouse apartment. He was quickly met by Roland who was waiting just outside. “Where is she?” William asked impatiently. "She's in the living room waiting for you." Roland responded. William sighed. “Okay. Did she by any chance see Martha? I don't want her dragged into this in any way.” "No. I told Miss Martha to stay in as you're having a very important meeting." Roland responded. "Good." William and Natasha knew each other from his time in the Legolas army. Natasha was one of General Ryker's most trusted intelligence operatives. However, this visit wasn't about old memories. The general had sent her for a reason. Natasha sat with her feet crossed having a drink when William walked into the room. “William! It's been too long. The general sends his regards.” she said with a light tone. William smiled. “It's not even been up to a year. Did you miss me that much?” “Let me guess. He wants you to bab

William swallowed hard. Was she on to him? He slowly turned around trying to keep a composed face. “What do you mean?” Sophia narrowed her eyes as she walked closer to him. “It's your glasses." she said as she tilted her head. "I thought they used to be round? You've always worn round glasses.” William stomach tightened. He had put on his special glasses for recording and forgot that Leblanc didn't wear square shaped glasses. “Oh.” William chuckled nervously rubbing the back of his neck “Just wanted to try something different.” Sophia stared for a second longer before shrugging lazily. “Hmmm…Alright. You may leave.” She said dismissively before returning back to her phone. William exhaled sharply the moment he stepped out. Next, he had to figure out the perfect way to expose the video of Sophia confessing. Sophia's birthday was coming up and she always loved to throw big parties where she would host popular names from all over. William decided that that would be t

“Yes.” William replied. “ His name is Leblanc. He works for the Grey family, and there's no way he's going to admit that Sophia sent him, he's way too loyal.” “So how do we prove that this was Sophia's doing?” Roland asked. William's voice lowered. Is Project Chameleon finally ready for launch? Roland's eyes widened. “You mean….” A wicked smirk formed on William's lips. “Yes, I'm going to beat Sophia at her own game.” Project Chameleon was a secret high tech project being carried out by Knight Industries. They had been working on a highly sophisticated AI mask that made it possible for the wearer to assume any face they wanted. It even had the ability to change the voice of the person who was wearing it. William had been planning to use it for something else, but because of this, he was going to use it early. “So you're going to act as Leblanc?” Roland asked. “Yes. I'm going to trick Sophia into confessing that she was responsible for those images.” William replied.

“I promise I'm going to get to the bottom of this and if it turns out to be Sophia, I'm going to make sure to expose her for everyone to see.” William assured Martha. “Call Roland,” William said, giving an audio command to his phone. The phone rang once before Roland answered. “Hello sir.” “Roland. I need you to analyze the photos of Martha and Michael. Find out who created them.” “Yes sir. I'll get right on it.” Martha glanced at William with uncertainty. “Where are we going?” “I'm talking you to my place. You can lay low there for now, at least until we can take care of this.” Soon they arrived at William's penthouse apartment. He led the way inside, looking around to make sure none of the reporters had followed them. William escorted her into one of the guest rooms. “You can stay here. No one will disturb you. I'll be in the other room if you need me.” “Thank you so much.” Martha said softly. About an hour later, Roland returned with news about the images. He

Adrian's head banged with a sharp headache as he woke up. His body felt heavy as he sluggishly sat up on the bed. His eyes widened suddenly when he realized that he was naked. He turned and was shocked to see a woman lying beside him. It was Jane. She was still asleep, the sheets barely covering her body. “What the hell?” he exclaimed as he tried to wake her up. “Jane, wake up!” he shouted angrily. Jane stirred as she slowly opened her eyes. She frowned with confusion when she saw Adrian in front of her. Her face turned red as she quickly realized she was naked as well. She quickly pulled up the sheets to cover herself. “Adrian? What's going on? Why am I here?” “That’s what I should be asking you!” Adrian snapped. “What did you do? What the hell happened last night?” Jane looked horrified. “I didn’t do anything! You’re the one who told me to come here!” Adrian’s jaw tightened. “I never told you to come here.” It was at that point Adrian realized that it mu

Lana stepped into Adrian's office with some questions on her mind. Since the incident with the shooting, Adrian had become more familiar with her. She felt this was an opportunity for her to find out more about his issues with the Sinclairs. “Excuse me sir? Do you mind if I ask you something personal?” she said, breaking the silence. Adrian turned his chair to face her. “You can just call me Adrian when we're alone. What's your question” “Why did you make that deal with Mr. Richardson? You didn’t really need it. Was it just to ruin the Sinclairs’ deal?” she asked, searching his eyes. Adrian gave a faint smile but didn’t answer right away. Instead, he tapped his fingers on his tablet “You think I’d waste my time just to mess with Evelyn?” Lana raised an eyebrow. “Wouldn’t you? You knew how much the Sinclair family needed that deal. You swooped in at the last minute and took it. It wasn’t about business. it was personal.” His smile faded, and his expression turned cold.

Evelyn’s grip tightened on her tablet as she stared angrily at the news article. The Dave case had brought more negative attention to the family. She clenched her as she scrolled the article. Ever since Adrian had returned, it had been one issue or the other. A sharp knock snapped her out of her thoughts. Her personal assistant walked into the office. “Ma’am, your meeting with Mr. Richardson is in an hour.” She informed her softy. Evelyn took a deep breath, trying to steady herself. “Alright. Tell the driver to get ready,” She instructed, trying to hide her frustration. Sinclair Industries had been trying to get into the renewable energy sector. Initially she had planned to strike a deal with the Delaney family, but with Adrian taking over as CEO, the deal couldn’t happen. He would have no business with the Sinclairs. She decided to deal with the Richardson family instead. They were not as wealth as the Delaney family but they were bigger than the Sinclair family. Evelyn had spent

About an hour later, Dave’s phone rang. He answered and heard Adrian’s voice on the other end of the line. “What do you want?” he said sharply. “I know you threatened that man to commit suicide.” Adrian said calmly. Dave froze. “You don’t have any proof. Stop making crazy accusations” he tried to sound confident. Adrian chuckled darkly. “Really? I have a recording of you threatening him on the phone.” Dave swallowed hard. There was a long silence before he finally spoke. “You’re bluffing.” Adrian opened a recording and played it. Dave’s eyes widened in shock, his fingers trembling. How did Adrian have a recording of his phone call? Beads of sweat ran down his head. Just then officers barged into the room. “Dave Sethwood, you’re under arrest for conspiracy to commit murder.” “It seems the police has arrived. Enjoy your time in prison.” Adrian smirked before ending the call. Dave’s face twisted with anger. “What? This is ridiculous! I have nothing to do with it!” As the office

Adrian and Javier took the man to the police station. His appearance matched the person the police had seen on CCTV footage around the area the shooting took place. Detective Grey, the detective in charge began the questioning. “Who sent you? Why did you try to kill Adrian Delaney?” The man refused to answer any of the questions he was asked. He demanded to make a phone call. Dave paced around his room nervously. “You what?” he hissed. “How could you get caught?” The man lowered his voice. “It wasn’t my fault. I was set up.” Dave’s eyes widened. “Set up? How?” “I received a text claiming to be you asking to meet up.” “You have to help me or else I'll confess to everything.” The man threatened. Dave stopped pacing, his grip tightening on his phone. “You listen to me,” he said through gritted teeth. “You won’t say anything. I’ll send my lawyer, and he’ll take care of it. You’ll be out soon.” The man hesitated, fear evident in his voice. “You better not leave me hanging

Adrian had stepped out to make a call, leaving Brianne and Lana alone in the room. “So,” Brianne started, crossing her arms. “Why did you do it?” Lana frowned, pretending to be ignorant. “Do what?” she asked. “You know what I mean,” Brianne said. “Why did you save Adrian? You could have let someone else take care of him and rid us of the problem.” Lana stiffened. “It wasn’t like that. I couldn’t let him die so easily.” Brianne’s eyes narrowed. “Couldn’t let him die? You told me you hated him. What are you playing at?” Adrian stepped out of the hospital room, the door clicking softly behind him. The faint hum of the hospital corridor filled the silence as Lana turned her head to the sound of approaching heels. Brianne strolled in, her expression sharp and questioning, as if she had been waiting for this exact moment. Lana exhaled sharply, her tone cold. “He needs to suffer. Just like my father suffered. Dying quickly would be too merciful for someone like him.” Brianne studies h