Murmurs erupted from the crowd and Bruce stood, watching them without saying a word."Is he trying to prank us?" One of the guests asked. More questions sprang up afterward. "Why introduce him if we won't see his face?" "Is there something wrong with the faces of the Ace family? Why do they hide behind a mask?""How do we even know that he is the real son of Ace?""Some of you here are extremely rich," Archibald said with a raised voice and the murmurs went down. They wanted to know where he was driving at."You know the cons of being rich. The rate of kidnapping in this town keeps on increasing as the day goes by. Rich people are their target. Since your face is known, walking in the street without bodyguards is dangerous." Mr. Archibald then turned to Bruce. "B. A. Ace, son of Astor Ace, is now the richest man on earth. Imagine how hard it would be for him if the world sees his face. My Young Master here wants a life of freedom. If he takes off this mask for you all to see his fac

Mr. Archibald took the result from the man and Bruce's heart beat faster as he went on to open it."What's in there?" Mrs. Williamson asked curiously. Bruce noticed how tense she was and wondered why. He is the one that should be tense, not her."What's in there?" Mrs. Williamson rushed to stand beside Mr. Archibald who smiled as soon as he saw the result.Bruce heaved a sigh, knowing that Mr. Archibald's smile meant that he was right about Bruce being Astor Ace's son. "He is his son?" Mrs. Williamson looked terrified. "How come?""Mrs. Williamson, it looks like you aren't happy with the new development," Mr. Archibald pointed out and she smiled. Her smile looked feigned to Bruce and he wondered why she would feign a smile. It seemed like she really didn't want Astor Ace's son to be alive, but why? It was a question Bruce had to find answers to soon."Now that it is certain that I'm Astor Ace's son, I must avenge his death," Bruce muttered to himself. "Nicholas Athen killed my father

Nicholas Athen got up from his seat and paced up and down his office. It was the first time he was as scared as he was at the moment.He heard a soft knock on his door."Who's that?" Nicholas asked."It's your secretary. There's a document for you to sign."Nicholas ignored her, expecting her to leave."It's from FR groups. You've always wanted co-operation with them and—""Come in," Nicholas said, interrupting her. He knew what Bruce was doing. He was trying to mess with him. Nicholas took in a huge breath. He promised himself to not let Bruce scare him."Mr. Athen," the secretary called out, holding out the document to him.‘When I'd deal with you, I'd just take one step and I promise you, it won't take long.’Bruce's words were stuck in his head. He reached out to the cigarette on his desk, took a drag, and hit the side of his head continuously. He wanted to get Bruce's words out of his head."Mr. Athen are you alright?" His secretary's voice was unclear at first."Mr. Athen? Are

‘CETAN’Bruce could read the word that was boldly written on top of the building before him.As he stared at the word, he felt like peeling it off the building. He would most probably get away with doing that if he was wearing an expensive suit and a black mask.Bruce looked at his clothes. He wore a delivery man polo and trousers. He wore a nose mask and a pair of glasses to disguise himself. He could not risk letting Nicholas Athen see his bare face which was similar to that of his father, Astor Ace."Very soon," Bruce muttered to himself as he looked up at the building with a mischievous smile. In less than 24 hours, the name Cetan would be like he wants it to be—peeled off and replaced by AAB groups.Two men in black walked out of the building, piquing Bruce's interest. Before he could say, Jack Robinson, Nicholas Athen walked out of the building. Bruce looked on in disdain as he watched the man behind his parents' death walking freely and majestically. Bruce furrowed his eyebrows

Bruce paced about the office while Mr. Archibald made phone calls. "I can't let Nicholas get away that easily," Bruce said. "Damn it! I should have thought of this. Nicholas is rich. He obviously has other rich friends.""Whoever helped him must have had something to gain," Archibald pointed out. "That makes sense. I rendered Nicholas useless and from what I've noticed, most rich people wouldn't help someone if it doesn't benefit them. I wonder why the person who helped Nicholas would do so. Is it loyalty?""I doubt that. I've met all of Nicholas' friends. His clique does not seem like the kind that can help for the sake of royalty," Mr. Archibald said."So he's trying to cover something up.""Most likely."Bruce heaved a sigh. "Nicholas must not go scot-free.""I know someone that works with the airline, so I was able to get some information on where Nicholas is heading. He boarded a plane to Mexico.""The news of Nicholas' arrest was everywhere. Why on Earth would that airline let