Normally, Belinda could have got scared after seeing Kagern pinned on the ground, the culprits licking their lips and making such vulgar comments about her. However, she knew there was a group of skilled and strong men ready to step in for their rescue if things continued going south.That's why she kept quite and just glanced at Kagern... of course with a questioning look.Kagern was no fool. He could read all the questions on her face; one of them he deduced as, 'You're rich now. You have bodyguards. Why let these brats treat you like this?'He could only glance at Eric's house as a reply to her silent questions.Belinda, too, was no fool. She knew what he meant by gesturing at the house.Eric. Now that these guys said they were here to kill, he couldn't risk acting rashly. What if Eric was with one of them? If his bodyguards attacked the ones outside, the one inside might harm Eric. Bearing this in mind, he glanced in the direction he had left his bodyguards into so he could war

As soon as Karen saw Kagern, her face brightened with a mischievous smile, turning into a wide grin as if met an old friend. "Oh! What a surprise!" she exclaimed as she walked towards him. Her bodyguards walked close-by. "I didn't know you're a thief in real life.Like usual, she wore a designer dress that hugged her womanly figure, as white as her silver hair and with a slit that left her right thigh exposed. 'Only if her actions were as decent as she looks!'With this thought, Kagern took a step to meet her, angered with her comment. He said, "I'm surprised that you still remember me. After all, you've bullied too many people in your life to remember their faces. But let me advise you, mind your words! I'm not a thief.""Ha! What are you doing here if you're not a thief then?""Heard you called my friend a thief and sent your men to kill him so I came," replied Kagern.By now, Karen was a few inches from him. She glanced at Belinda, then said, "Oh! So your friend is the thief? She

"I can pay double the amount he paid you," seeing that she had nowhere to run, instead of getting out of her car, Karen tried to persuade Kagern's men to switch sides. They kept quiet. This enraged her but she had no choice but to maintain a smile on her face. "Are you sure?" No one spoke to her. Kagern was liking it. As if seducing the man would do the trick, she tried to touch kagern's security team leader who stood beside her car door, telling her to get out. The young man took a step backward, dodging her advance. Embarrassed, she burst out laughing, got out of her car and strolled towards him."I can see you're playing hard to get," she said, pressing her chest on him. "But that's normal for a handsome and decent man like you. Don't worry! We can talk in private. There will surely be something even more exciting for you besides the double amount I'm offering, don't you think?"The young man glanced at Kagern, seemingly annoyed with Karen's actions. Kagern was no fool. He cou

As Kagern stepped through the ornate entrance of the Golden Heart Hotel, the grandeur of Surreal City's most prestigious establishment he had entered countless times impressed him once again... like it always did. It's only that he was among its V-VIPs this time, not a waiter like before. 'Damn!'He had left Belinda to continue the journey home at her own (of course he knew how stubborn Karen could be so he gave her Tharn to drive her) with a promise that he would make sure to visit once he got time to, take her shopping and help her get ready to return at 4TA on Monday. "But why are you returning to the hotel so suddenly?" She tried to ask him what was the reason for his change of plans but he couldn't tell her about his dad, could he? When he took long to respond, Belinda looked at him with a suspicious smile, then all of a sudden, her face beamed as if she had discovered a treasure. She asked with a mischievous grin, "Was it Bingle who called?""Hell no!" Kagern quickly refuse

The father son duo discussed more other topics as they carried on with their meal, but the father's teases didn't stop.That's why Kagern couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief when they finished their meal and his father readied himself to leave. "Son, you're the future of my empire," said his father as he stood up and took a step toward Kagern. "Make sure you live up to its reputation.""Of course, dad!"The man gave him one last proud and admirable look before tapping him on the shoulder and heading for the door. Kagern's gaze lingered on him, his nails tracing the 10 billion dollar card in his hand. He couldn't tell exactly what kind of feelings he had. Just yesterday, he was a pauper, making a living off part time jobs and ghost writing scripts, without hope for the future. Mr. Stanley, a man his father had given him to take care of him was dead, a chance to communicate with his imprisoned father with him. Who would have thought that things would turn out this good short