Oh Damien, this isn’t right. Exacting revenge on the Blackwoods doesn’t make you any less than them, Stella thought.“You seem lost in your thoughts Stella. What are you thinking about?” Damien said, handing her phone back to her.“No, nothing.”“I know that you’re worried about the bet. You don’t need to worry about me. It is them you need to worry about because when I’m done with them….” Damien shook his head in anger. “Leave it Stella. C’mon let’s head back home.Damien took Stella to the parking spot he had parked his car.“Here you go, my lady,” Damien opened the car door for Stella and they both giggled.Damien drove Stella to his mansion..“Good evening, Sir,” Hillary, Damien’s servant, dressed in black tuxedo greeted Damien as he opened the car door for him.Hilary rushed and opened the car door for Stella. “Good evening, ma’am.”Stella gazed at the mansion in amazement. Truly it was a mansion fit for a trilionaire. Damien had his name printed on the gate of the house. In the

“And how do you intend on doing that, Anna?” Ken asked with a puzzled look on his face.“I don’t have a plan yet but what I want to say is that everyone will participate in bringing down Damien. We all have to split up into two teams and attack Damien from different angles. When we’re through with him, he will return back to the streets where he belongs,” Anna smiled. “Mum, Dad, you both are on the same team now. While Ken and I are in the same team.”“Listen up, Ken,” Anna pointed her finger at him with eagerness in her eyes. “We will strike tomorrow. May the best team rejoice most in Damien's suffering!”.He turned to one side of the bed and felt uncomfortable. He turned to the other side of the bed and had the same exact feeling. He yanked off the bed sheets from the bed because he was feeling hot. He shifted to one side of the bed and the temperature remained the same. He has been going at this for the past four hours. Thus, he slept at eleven o’clock. “Why am I finding it diffic

Chapter 15“Hmm,” Damien scoffed. “Who do those Blackwoods think they are? They think if they sent the letter directly to the CEO that I wouldn’t find out. But they don’t know that I am the CEO. This game I’m playing with them is such a one sided. I’ve been winning and they’ve been losing.”He kept his briefcase on the truck of his car while gently sorting out some files.“The only choice they have is to kneel and beg for my forgiveness and that is what they’ll—”Damien felt a hand touch his back. He quickly turned around and saw three men standing before him. They all looked like thugs.“What do you want?” Damien asked as he walked back.“What’s in that briefcase, gentleman?” One of the thugs asked.“None of your business. I’ll give you a free advice. Leave here peacefully,” Damien t and returned to his paper works.“Hey look guys! The gentleman dressed in suit has warned us not to mess with him. He’s really busy. C’mon guys, I don’t think we should be bothering such a gentleman,” an

Chapter 17Damien woke up on the bad side of the bed today. He didn’t wake up on his own accord but to the pain of his right eye. He hopped out of his bed, holding his right eye.“Argh!” He cried from the immense pain that he felt.“The never! The nerve that those people have to send thugs after me. This pain would always remind me how much seriousness I have to put in taking revenge on them.”Damien had organized the time for the picnic with Stella. He made sure Stella’s boss granted her a day off. He was to meet with Stella by eleven o’clock. The young trillionaire had sent one of his servants out to go get him a drug that’ll help with his stomach ache.Damien took his shower and came out of the bathroom. He looked at himself in the mirror, gently examining his black eye with his hand.“It’s time to pay those Blackwoods a visit they won’t expect. Those people will have to pay for what they have done to me. I won’t just let this slide. This time, I’d round up my aim of revenge in one

Chapter 19“Who does Damien think he is? And how dare him barge into my house like that?” Mr Blackwood paced angrily up and down the house.“Calm down, Mr Blackwood. That beggar isn’t worth anything, let alone our anger. He doesn’t deserve to get our anger out of us like this. We have to stay calm,” Ken said.“You’re right, Babe. Damien is just a beggar. And we can’t simply get annoyed from what a street beggar like Damien says. We all know that we weren’t the ones that tried to rob him—”“Rob him?” Ken cut in. “I don’t think that phony was robbed at all. I think this is all part of his scheme.”“Yes!” Mrs Blackwood echoed. “You’re right, Ken, I also feel like he’s faking.”“This must be one of his many trump cards. That beggar wants to ruin our name in the city by filing a complaint against us for robbery. That beggar knows what he’s doing but I won’t let him go through this devious plan of his,” Anna said.“What if he actually got robbed?” Mr Blackwood asked.“That wouldn’t bother u