Arthur felt like his whole world was crashing down.He had no idea what to do the moment Mabel walked out on him. Everyone was still watching as the video played on the screen and they were saying hurtful things about him. He could hear them whisper on about how dumb he was, not to have noticed that she had only been using him all the while.Arthur balled his fists in anger and when he rose up to his feet, all he could see was Chris chuckling at him. The look on the bastard's face irritated him greatly and he swore that he was going to deal with him there and then.Arthur pulled off his coat, and folded his sleeves as he made his way towards the stairs leading to the top floor where Chris was. Monica who had been watching from a vantage position all the while beeped Chris immediately."Arthur," She muttered. "He's coming for you. Should I take him out?""No," Chris smiled. "I would rather do that myself. I've been waiting for this moment for a long time."He removed the airpod from h

Mr. Bolton led his son to a sports car that was waiting for them at the airport and once they got there, a man standing in front of the car opened the door before bowing slightly at the duo. Chris ignored the gesture which he was already familiar with, and he was about to enter into the car when he remembered that Monica was not there with them.“Monica,” He said, turning around to search for her.Mr. Bolton eyed his son for a brief moment before muttering.“She wouldn’t be following us. Come on in.”“She has to,” Chris argued. “She saved my life.”“I believe she did quite the opposite,” Mr. Bolton sighed. “Now, not one more word. Get in the damn car.”Chris could tell that his father was not happy about getting questioned and he decided to obey. He entered into the car, followed closely by his father and the door went shut immediately.“Take us home,” Mr. Bolton said to the driver.His order was met by a brief nod and the next minute, the engine of the car roared to life. There was a

Chris remained rooted to the spot. He could not believe how quickly his fortunes had been overturned. What exactly had come over his father to make him reinstate that bastard, Arthur as the boss of NEXUS GLOBAL? "You've suddenly lost your voice haven't you?" Arthur chuckled, his voice laced with mockery. "You don't have anything to say for yourself?"Chris had a lot to say. He was boiling with rage inside, but he knew that it was best for him to control his anger. He had to be patient and find out what was wrong first. "I have some duties to attend to this morning, so if you would please excuse me - " Chris said and started walking away."No I wouldn't," Arthur cut in. "You're not leaving here until I say so, Chris Bastard."Hearing Arthur call him a bastard was like torture. Chris wished he could punch Arthur in the nose, but he knew that he couldn't do a thing. As at that moment, Arthur was his boss once again."Yes?" Chris spun around. "Your duty for today would be to reply to t

Over the next 24 hours, Chris couldn't get as much as a minute of sleep. His mind was racing with different thoughts and possibilities. He was eager to hear the news that this man had for him, and he hoped that it would be a good one. A few hours to midnight on the D-Day, Chris was already sitting patiently on the arm chair in his room. His fingers tapped noisily against the arm rest of the chair as he waited patiently for Monica. As his personal guard, she was to follow him, especially on a mission like that, which could prove to be ultimately dangerous.When Chris eventually heard the sound of her knocking on his room door, he rushed to open it. Monica walked in gingerly and Chris admired her as she walked in. She wore a brown leather jacket over black leather pants and high stiletto heels. Chris briefly wondered how she had managed to walk all the way there with those heels but that was the least of his problems at the moment.He welcomed her with a warm hug and she sat down."So

As early as 6 am the next morning, Chris had already dressed up. It was a Saturday, and not a working day but he couldn't get the events of the previous day out of his head. He needed to make sure that Arthur was okay.Monica had tried her best to discourage him from going to the office that morning, but seeing that his mind was made up she knew that she had no choice but to follow him and try to keep him safe."This is a bad idea and we would regret it," Monica muttered as Chris hurried down the steps leading out of the mansion. "If your father really set Arthur up, then he's dead already. We shouldn't be putting our lives in more danger.""I can't allow that bastard die like that," Chris replied through gritted teeth. "Where is the fun in that? I haven't even done half of the things I planned to do to him.""It's too late already, Chris," Monica sighed. "Arthur is dead. Gone!"Chris stared down at her for a moment and shrugged."It's fine if you do not want to follow me," He said. "