Haiden washed up inside the men’s comfort room. He had to wash the blood stains from his hands. But it was difficult to erase the stains inside his nails. “F*ck. If only I have lemon and toothpaste, then I can erase these off.” Haiden stopped when he realized that he knew how to get rid of blood stains. “How did I know that lemon can act like mild bleach to clean blood?” he wondered. With a frown, he looked at his reflection through the mirror in front of him. His face was wet, and water dripped from the tip of his blonde hair. Looking at his reflection, he remembered the man he bumped into at the port harbor. [“Why? Why do you look like that? W-Who… Who are you? That face isn’t yours.” “You know something, do you? Tell me what you know. When I woke up, they gave me a name and identity that I didn’t know. So, who am I?” “I… I don’t know. I don’t know who you are but one thing is for sure. You are not Xavier Green.”] “That man definitely knows I am not Xavier Green. I need

It costs $2.50 just to get inside a cab, and then the rate increases $0.50 incrementally as the taxi drives along. With the remaining $5 that Bridgette holds after eating in the fast food chain, she thought they had to use the remaining money for food rather than wasting it for paying fare. “Taxi!” The taxi stopped in front of the three. “Wait!” Bridgette blocked Haiden from opening the door of the back seat. “Let’s not waste money using taxis.” “Then you expect us to walk aimlessly with our bare feet? The kid will suffer. Get out of my way. Haiden shoved Bridgette out of his sight. “Dude. Are you going in or not?” the driver asked. “I’ll add a few bucks to my meters. Gas is running.” “Oh shut up old man,” Haiden said while hopping inside the taxi. He left the door open and peeked at Bridgette and Simon. “Don’t stand there. The gas is running.” Hesitantly, Bridgette and the boy went inside the taxi. They arrived in a town that looks more decent than they have visited before.

The Black E-Commerce Company increased its sales by 15% after a month. “He exceeded my expectation,” Gabriel said happily while looking at the graph chart that shows how much the E-Commerce’s sales were. With this, it is safe to say that Black E-Commerce survived the crisis and now, it is the second rank in E-Commerce site competition. Just a bit, it might be the first in rank. ‘Why did I realize it too late that Haiden has talent in business? I should have used him before,’ he thought. “Now all he needs is to wait until Cesar wins the election.” Gabriel lost from their deal. However, he was filled with excitement. Just how much his foster son can achieve in the future if he continues like this? ‘Can he steal the Black Corporation from Rose or Brethart?’ “Chairman,” the secretary called. “Yes. What is it?” “Sir Haiden succeeded in reviving the Black E-Commerce.” “I know. I’ve been watching the progress since day one. He must be happy to earn a lot from this project.” “He d

Today is the last day of Cesar’s campaign. After this, he only needs to wait for the results. He was so sure that he would win this election because the gap between him and his competitors is huge. “This is all thanks to Haiden. If it wasn’t for his suggestion, I might stay second in ranking,” Cesar said while removing his campaign jacket and giving it to his secretary, Hugo. Hugo grabbed the jacket and said, “Sir, would you look at this?” Cesar stopped walking and looked at the iP*d on Hugo’s hand. From the screen, he could watch Xavier doing an interview in a famous show. “It’s not been that long since he got famous after donating to charity. And now he’s guesting in a show?” Cesar asked Hugo. “It seems he only filled the spot because the original guest couldn’t make it,” Hugo explained. “I see. That’s lucky of him,” Cesar uttered as he continued watching. [“There are so many comments about you on social media. A handsome CEO, a hot businessman and a man with a golden h

“Near the Black E-Commerce company, I need men to find someone. Blonde hair, blue eyes and pale skin. Name, Xavier. If you find him, do anything to stop him. But, don’t you ever kill him,” Gian ordered his men through a phone call. After making a call, Gian and Xavier looked at each other. “I’ll search there,” Xavier said, pointing in the right direction. “Then, I’ll go to the opposite. If you found him, call me.” Xavier nodded his head and they separated. He started running in the right direction. Using a car was no point because he’s sure that Haiden would use narrow alleyways. The wind touched his cheeks as his feet carried him fast. Pushing his arms back and forth, he jetted, jumping over all small pot holes, dodging the ocean of people and pumping his legs as fast they could go. For a moment, he would stop to look around. Honking, shouting, clinging and bargaining were heard all at once. There were bikes diving into gape and markets up for business where shouting came fro