Overwhelmed, he could hardly breathe, questioning his presence in the house.With caution, Caspian opened the door. He found Amelia, his mother-in-law, and a few guests on a Bohemian-style couch. Spotting Diana's bag nearby, he deduced that she was at home.“We need you to cook for Lady Sinclair’s 80th birthday," Amelia explained.Caspian didn’t respond at first but looked skeptical before he asked, “Where will the event be held?”“Don’t worry about that, just do what I asked, okay?” Amelia replied, her head limply on the couch.Caspian apologized, “Sorry, ma’am. By the way, where is Diana….”Amelia interrupted him, saying, “Excuse me! Why are you asking about her? You’re daring me with such a foolish question.”“It’s alright, ma–”Quietly, Caspian entered the hallway that led to Diana's bedroom. He consistently heard moans of pleasure as he approached the door. His heart sank as the scent of sex polluted the atmosphere.Caspian peeked through a tiny opening in the door hinge and saw

"Y-yeah, I'm doing just fine. But my parents are dead, and... I never knew myself to be the Master." Caspian's jaws dropped in astonishment, his words shaking. "You got lucky. Your parents had been looking for you to become the next heir to the family," the lady said sympathetically before looking at him from head to toe. "Are you sure I'm the person you are looking at?" Caspian narrowed his eyes. She nodded, "Exactly!" "Your dad, Gerald, is still alive," she admitted, trying to convince him. Caspian blinked, at a loss for words. "I think that might just be his phantom," he replied. "Gerald Williams, in his septuagenarian age, is one of the most influential and flirty billionaires that controls the world economy." "The business subsidiaries he owns cover a wide range of industries, such as oil and energy, the Internet, entertainment and tourism, logistics, luxuries, manufacturing, real estate, and finance. His assets exceed a mind-boggling $5 trillion, with a net worth of over h

Caspian's footsteps thudded hard as a lady, accompanied by a team of staff members, approached him. "Young Master Caspian, welcome.""Standing before you is Emily, the hotel manager. I heard about the incident yesterday and offer my sincere apologies for the inconvenience caused by my staff.""I promise that such won't happen again," she assured him."No problem, there's no need to dwell on it," Caspian replied with a sly smile.Emily said, "But, Master, you still look offended."Caspian brushed off her concern with a dismissive sound."Trust me, I've already let go of the incident," he assured her."Can we have lunch together? I'd be glad if you could," Emily suggested as she moved closer to him."Sure, let's go," Caspian nodded in agreement. He then turned to his henchmen, Nox and Scorpion, and instructed them, "Stay here. I'll be back soon." Caspian joined Emily as they strolled toward the elevator.In just five minutes, the elevator whisked them to the fancy restaurant. Their rese

Arthur and Diana arrived at the strip club in his Range Rover, the cold breeze barely registering as Diana, wrapped in Arthur's hooded sweater, focused on her mounting anxiety. Their car was greeted by one of the burly bouncers who, with little ceremony, allowed them to enter.Arthur and Diana were led through the dimly lit club by armed guards, moving towards the exclusive champagne room tucked away from prying eyes.Amid her concerns about her ailing company, including the near-bankrupt Luxor Hotel, Diana couldn't fully appreciate the situation. She needed a swift plan to avert disaster, her mind racing even as they approached the guarded door."Pass?" the bouncer shouted, without waiting for an answer, and then let them through.As they approached the door, Diana frowned at Arthur. Her concerns for the failing company weighed on her, and she needed to discuss something important."Diana, are you okay?" Arthur inquired, drawing her closer.Diana's anxious expression didn't go unnoti

Sirens blared as Caspian stepped out of the car, his hands cuffed by the police. In the background, Mr. Blanc, the administrative manager of the Luxor Hotel, snickered with a noticeably big grin on his face.Caspian smugly nodded at him with a pitiful glance, but it wasn't over yet. "Mr. Blanc," Caspian began, "I'll make you suffer for this."Pausing for dramatic effect, he froze Mr. Blanc mid-step. Not a single word was uttered by the policemen. No one moved until he taunted Caspian with his next words, "Can a man like you afford bail?""You, Caspian, stole money from Diana to buy these expensive clothes and necklaces," he added, bursting into laughter.Caspian replied, "Yes, I stole it, but remember, you're a thief as well. What does this have to do with you and Arthur? Are you two the ones who concocted that vile plan to embezzle funds from Luxor Hotel?"Caspian's anger flared as he disclosed classified information known only to Mr. Blanc and Arthur.This left Mr. Blanc stunned an