Yara raised an eyebrow in irritation. What was the stranger playing at? She had been considerate with him all along, explaining why he couldn't afford to enter the restricted club. Wasn't he now taking advantage of her kindness? She considered for a moment to expel him with the help of her bouncers.Yara had been raised by parents who held values and morals above everything else. Their conservative beliefs led to their social status remaining middle-class.Yara's parents could not provide their daughter with the best things in life. However, she never resented them for the modest upbringing. In fact, she was grateful.The principles helped Yara become self-dependent and uncompromising. Growing up, she sharpened her mind and enhanced her body to get ahead in the world.Yara was a model, a part-time hostess, and had already graduated from business school. However, her job applications to five-star hotels and top companies were rejected primarily because she had no references.Yara's coll

Ricardo shrugged and waved his hand dismissively. "I don't know this guy. Is he a janitor? I told you I can't pay any salaries this month. Get him out of my sight!"Yara took a deep breath. Ricardo had cited silly excuses to withhold staff salaries for the month. The truth was that most of the profits went into the purchase of illicit drugs, jewelry, and escort girls. There was barely anything left behind to pay the staff.Ricardo’s employees were disgruntled but were too scared to protest or approach him. Anybody with the Coopers' blessing was untouchable.Yara offered him a sharp reply. "Actually, this gentleman booked a table just to gain entry into the restricted section. He is intent on speaking to you."Ricardo raised an eyebrow and eyed the young man again. "Is that so? What do you want? Looking for drugs?"Tyler regarded the arrogant boss silently. "I am Tyler Grant. My father is Hughes Grant, the previous owner of GlobeMall. Do you remember who he is and what you put him throu

Beep! Transaction successful!Yara turned to Tyler with a mixed expression of relief and admiration.“Congratulations, Mr. Tyler Grant. You are the new owner of GlobeMall! Mr. Carlisle will send you the papers shortly!”Tyler nodded at Yara and scanned the club. The crowd that had gathered around began gossiping spontaneously.“Whoa, is he secretly a billionaire?”“What kind of card allows a transaction of ten million?”“Is he a foreign investor?”“How could Ricardo be so wrong?”Even though most of the guests in the club’s restricted section were wealthy scions, they were shocked to see Tyler squander ten million dollars casually. Even their billionaire parents would think for days before risking such a staggering amount.Ricardo’s voice disrupted the crowd’s buzz. “I won’t let you do this!” he spat at Tyler. “Your pathetic father can’t have it back! No way!”A sharp smack echoed throughout the room. The former Bossman collapsed on the couch, clutching at his face in agony.Tyler had

Tyler borrowed Yara's car for a few hours, leaving her in charge of GlobeMall. He also needed time to think things through.While he was leaving prison, Butch Salvatore assured he had no material gifts to give. Then what the hell was the overloaded GIB debit card? It had millions of dollars!How much was the actual balance on the GIB card? Did Butch consider millions of dollars as immaterial?Tyler browsed debit messages on his phone to find his account's balance, but the main balance was crossed out in the text. Were the numbers too confidential to be shown through messages?Tyler cast a glance at the boy reclining on the front seat. Tony Anderson slept like a log. It was expected since he had just been rescued from a fatal drug overdose.Tyler had purified his blood, but the process took a toll on Tony's frail body. Soon, he came to his senses and opened his eyes."What's going on?" Tony mumbled in confusion. "Who are you, and where are you taking me?"Tyler gestured to him to calm d

Silas eyed Natalie sternly. “That’s enough, Nat! I won’t have you misbehave with our savior! The unthinkable would have happened if Mr. Grant hadn’t rescued Tony from that shady club! Besides, he took the trouble of bringing your brother here discreetly with great regard for our family’s reputation. How can you be so ungrateful?”Natalie silenced herself but settled on the couch, glaring at Tyler with murderous intent.Silas stepped forward and joined his hands. “I can’t thank you enough, Mr. Grant. You have already done me two great favors in one day. How can I repay you?”Tyler shook his head. “Don’t mention it. But I’d like to share my opinion about Tony’s mental health.”“I am all ears. To be honest, I have trouble understanding the boy. He’s been avoiding us lately and hanging out with outsiders. I tried offering him expensive gifts but to no avail.”The young man looked into Silas’ weary eyes. “If I may be blunt, you are smothering him with too much attention. Tony has just come