Derek didn’t expect to see Amelia, Amelia, Ethan, or Kevin at his party. However, he remembered that Ann planned to match-make the president of Aircastle with Amelia, with Kelvin’s help. So, it wasn’t surprising that they were present.“Hello, I am Miller. I am the new president of Aircastle and the neighbouring companies. Thank you all for coming to this gathering,” he bowed slightly and walked out through the same way he walked in as rounds of applause filled the air around him.He entered the changing room but hesitated when he remembered what Sophia had told him. He was yet to make out anything from it. He knew he had to speak with Fred as soon as possible. There was a soft knock on the door. It opened before Derek could say a word and Fred walked inside. “Boss,” he called softly and moved closer to Derek.“Boss, you didn’t reveal yourself to the world, why? The last time we spoke, you said you would. What changed your mind?”Derek turned to look at him. “Fred, I want you to tell

Actually, after Ben had dropped Derek off the night before, he met with the underbosses of the Capo and let them know who the new Capo was. The underbosses have informed all the captains under them. In fact, Ethan had just called one of Derek’s men to deal with him. “At least, break his nose and hand. With that, his sugar mummy wouldn’t have his time,” he laughed. It was at this time that Derek realized what had upset Amelia. Ethan must have told her that he had sugar mummies. Richard looked at Philip. “I think he's Derek, our new Capo?” Philip nodded once. “I’m thinking about the same thing. And If we mess with Peter Pan, it might cause our death. We must be very careful,” he muttered. Derek noticed the expression on the men's face as they regarded him. He knew without anyone to inform him that they knew him. Though, he didn't know how. "Tell your men to attack him!" Ethan initiated, a bit anxious. It looked as though Derek was acting pompous already. Ethan already knew that

"No, that's a lie. There's no way that card would be invalid. Try it again," Derek protested softly. James laughed. "No, forget it. I told you earlier! There's no way he could afford such an amount of money. You should sell this to me," he smirked. The manager regarded Derek for a moment. "Try that again," he ordered. Derek released a sigh. He didn't know if he should be scared about it or not. But well, he could make a transfer but that wouldn't stop James from mocking him. Even at that moment, he wanted to beat the stupid smirk off his face. The salesperson tried again but the machine made another beep. "This card is indeed invalid, "she announced and looked at the manager. "You should send him out for causing a ruckus and sell the ring to Mr. James." The manager looked over at Derek. He had been convinced by his face and the name on the card that he was indeed the son of Miller. In fact, he was the legitimate one. "Are you certain that this card is valid?" "I am!" Derek str

Derek found himself asking about Morris on the internet when he should be thinking about the duet.Well, even though he wasn't the best when it comes to mafia art, he was fast and had resistance. So, he was sure that he was going to win.Morris was exactly as Jason had painted. There were no pictures of him but people knew him as a fierce man.It was so late in the night when Benson and Derek arrived at the bar."Here, escort the boss to the ring while I check in with one of your underbosses here."Derek nodded once and watched him hurry away before he followed the guy.They soon arrived at an empty wrestling ring. There were none around, save for the men who stood around as if guarding the room.Soon enough, a young lady walked inside. She was clad in a short yellow dress and had a crazy hairstyle. She moved closer to Derek with a bottle of wine."Hello handsome," she teased as she helped Derek pour the content of the wine into a small cup in front of her.Derek ignored her and grab

Derek's eyes went wide with shock. "What? You all work for Morris?" "Not directly," Benson said quickly. "But all the mafia lords in Orange Park are indirectly under him. He commands it, he didn't earn it." Derek looked at him with curiosity. "Do you guys know what he looks like?" Benson shook his head briefly. "No one does. I have never seen anyone that has. I think you are like him. I mean no one knows what the new Capo looks like as well." "Though, the special members who he finds interesting are being called to join his little group," Albert chimed in. "But none of his elders have seen him as well. He's always with a mask on, even during meetings." "Actually, I find that weird," Stephen said quickly. "Why would he even prevent his elders from seeing his face? What if someone pretends to be him?" "Im sure he reasoned it to that extent," Herbert responded. "There must be a way for the elders to recognize him, perhaps a mark or something. But," he looked at Derek. "Why did you a