Luke’s blood boiled as he watched Fiona balance haughtily in the backseat of his car. All in due time, he told himself. She was about to get the biggest embarrassment of her entire life.“So, who did you say we’re going to pick up at the airport?”Luke smiled at her.“Exercise patience, Fiona. It’s a very important personality in London. I’m sure it would be an honour for you to meet her.”“Oh, wow. Most times, people are always honoured to meet me.” She bragged. “I wonder who this person is.”You’ll find out soon enough, Luke thought.Due to pleasant traffic, they arrived at the airport quite quickly. The driver came down and pulled Luke’s door open. Luke even allowed Fiona to be helped off the car. He wanted to give her the impression that she deserved to be treated like a queen.Within moments, guards flanked them as they made their way to the terminal. Everyone watched in awe at the expensively dressed man who stormed the airport with a group of armed guards. Just as they were

Three days after the fall out at the airport terminal, Luke was entertaining international guests from Paris and Russia in his office concerning the annual business ball which will be coming up in the next two weeks when the unexpected happened.Just as he’d prophesied, the news of Fiona’s failed marriage ceremony was published as a ‘special edition gossip’ on the trendiest part of Bella Rodriguez’s blog.If the Carmichael family name had been ruined before, it was well on the path to destruction now.The annual business ball was a meeting of intellectual business owners from all over the world which occurred once every year.During the ball, a competition was held where different companies pitched and presented various ideas for different innovative and groundbreaking business propositions. It was called, “The Pitch.”This year, the annual business ball was to be held in London and Luke’s company had been chosen to host it.He was currently in a meeting with Andrei Konstantin, leader

“How dare he?” Fiona fumed to herself as she picked the last of crushed papers from the office floor.It was 6:45 PM and everyone else had already gone home. She, however, was stuck doing the lowly job of a cleaner because of that wretched pauper named Laura.“I’ll show her.” She muttered under her breath. “When this week is over, I’ll be sure to teach her a lesson she will never forget in her entire life!”As she hurried away to dump the refuse sack into the main dumpster, she stumbled on her too-high heels and a loud “crack!” reverberated through the empty halls of the office.A startled shriek escaped her lips as she flailed her arms, looking for anything to hold on to to maintain her balance. Three seconds later, she fell to the polished marble floors on her arse and pain shot through her body like a missile.“Ow! Ow, ow, owwww!” She screamed in frustration.Fiona went completely still for a few seconds, trying to recover from the painful fall. Looking down to assess the damage,

Lord George noticed the look of panic on his grandson’s face and his brows creased with worry.The phone slipped from Luke’s grasp and landed on the desk with a resounding “thunk!” but he didn’t seem to notice. His eyes were wide and vacant and he appeared to have gone into some kind of shock.“Luke? Are you okay?” Lord George tapped him on the shoulder, snapping him out of his shocked daze.Luke jumped to his feet and shot towards the door, his grandfather hot on his heels.“Luke? Did something happen? Who was on the phone?”He came to a stop, trying to get a hold of his conflicting emotions as he turned to his grandfather.“Stay here, grandpa. There’s been a minor situation at work and I’m going over to sort it out.”Lord George’s eyes narrowed.“Well, what happened?”“Nothing you need to worry about. You just stay here and I’ll call you back, okay?”Without waiting for an answer nor looking back to see if his grandfather actually obeyed, Luke hurried downstairs and jumped into his

Luke stared at the detective, his lips slightly parted in shock.“The fire was man-made?” Detective McGregor nodded.“Exactly, sir. We found traces of petrol on some unburnt parts of the building. The perpetrator or perpetrators also left behind his keg of petrol. We found it already half burnt.”Beside Luke, Fiona began to sweat and fidget nervously. “Any other thing I should know about, detective?”The detective pursed his lips.“Yes, sir. We did not find any fingerprints or personal items we could use for a DNA test. Evidence like these are rare in cases of fire outbreak but not totally impossible.This means that whoever set that fire is not an amateur. The work was too perfectly done. There are no traces whatsoever that can lead us back to him.”Luke refused to lose hope.“So is that it? Are you just gonna give up on this?”“No, of course not. This is a case of arson. A criminal offence. We’ll start our investigations from this Jimmy Petersen and see what we can find from there