ONE WEEK LATERThe grand hall of the Golden State Hotel was packed with influential businessmen from the city who were all there to watch the hackathon. Charles had invited them all to witness the contest between him and Mark. He wanted this event to be a public spectacle, a stage which the humiliation of the Adam family would be on full display once he emerged victorious.Of course, many businessmen accepted the invitation. After all, it was Charles that invited them, one of the most influential man in the city. Many of them really wanted to witness his abilities physically like they read in several articles.The buzz of anticipation filled the air as the guests chatted amongst themselves. Some couldn't help but gossip about the audacity of the Adam family to challenge Charles, a popular figure in the business world. To them, the Adam’s family were only trying to humiliate themselves. "I can't believe the nerve of the Adams," one man commented, shaking his head in disbelief. "To th

“Wake up, Charles! It’s 8 am.” Charles' digital alarm blared in his eyes and he jumped to his feet. “Damn it!” He cursed aloud as he turned the alarm off. Rising from his bed, he checked his schedule for the day and gasped when he realized he had to go to the Adam’s corporation for the official handover. He hadn’t received the ownership rights of the company yet and he needed to get it. The Adams were crafty and could run away with it. Just as he was getting ready, the system’s screen appeared before him. He smiled because it had been a long time since he received any mission from the system. [Spend $50 million dollars in 24 hours and earn 2 black card points.] [Transferring funds to your bank account now.] As expected, his phone beeped with a notification. He had received $50 million dollars in his bank account. The system’s screen vanished immediately and Charles returned to his morning routine, while contemplating on what he could spend the money on. After dressing, his chau

The cold evening air filled Charles home as he and Vera sat, nursing his physical and emotional wounds. The encounter at the private jet and the subsequent showdown at his hotel had left him battered and bruised, but more determined than ever. Ice packs and pain relief medications were hastily put to use as they talked about their next line of action. However, a call disrupted their conversation and it was from the manager of his hotel. He hesitated for a moment before picking up the call. The voice on the other end was urgent, and it carried news that churned his stomach.“Mr. Charles.” The manager said urgently. “We have a problem. Some government officials are here and they are trying to shut down the hotel. In fact, they are already evacuating everybody and I decided to call you.” Charles rose from his seat immediately, his hands trembling with fury. “Who is in charge of this evacuation?” “I don’t know Sir!” The manager replied. “They are not even permitting me to ask questions

Angela sat in her lavish sitting room, a room that had witnessed her family's rise and now its fall. The warm sunlight filtered through the elegant curtains, casting a warm glow over her face. Grief clung to her like a heavy shroud as she thought over the loss of the family company, a legacy handed down through generations."I can't believe he did this to us," Angela muttered to herself. Her eyes were fixed on a family portrait hanging on the wall, a painful reminder of happier times.“How could Charles do this to me?” She shook her head in anger. “And then, he befriended that woman. He replaced me with her. Imagine!”Vera had been a constant thorn in Angela's skin since she saw her at Charles’ place. She felt like Charles preferred Vera to her. Her pain increased when he humiliated her in front of Vera.Just as Angela's despair threatened to consume her, the TV suddenly came to life with breaking news. The sight that met her eyes sent shockwaves through her.MR CHARLES LINCOLN IS RUNN

Charles was in his sitting room, sitting with a glass of wine in his left hand. He was still thinking about the strange call he had earlier, and who could possibly be after his life.It was strenuous to keep thinking about which of his enemies was really bent on killing him. He didn’t think Mark would try to kill him again after sparing his life in exchange for their legacy.He sipped his drink slowly, then placed it on the marble center table. Charles exhaled, and leaned his head back to the chair, staring at the beautiful chandelier on the ceiling. He decided not to worry about who was trying to kill him now as he had another plan on the list.So many plans to pull down those that had mistreated him when he was nothing, and he was patiently, and slowly going to rip him off, and next on his list was his father, and step brothers.Charles’ father, Lincoln, threw he and his mother out to the streets, years ago. His father didn’t consider him as well, just because he was adopted. There w