“Why? Scared I will take him away from you like I took Arya Stone back?” August asked with a cheeky tone. “How dare you, scumbag,” Dave glared at him angrily, his hand forming a fist to hit him at the same time. August tilted his head to the side before saying, “Take care of your people well, Dave. If you must know, I have found a new hobby.” He smiled before saying, “That is stealing your people,” he completed while Dave smirked, in a bid to hide the fact that the threat got to him. August Sullivan had proved to him that he was a hungry lion who would retaliate tenfold if anyone dared him. This man whom he thought he could contain was giving him the worst headache. What could he have done differently in the past to have stopped him? August smiled again and turned around as he headed towards the door; the smile disappeared from his face the moment he left Dave’s office. “That bastard,” he muttered as he hopped on his BMW and swerved out of the company’s building. A few minutes la

August ditched taking his car out to work that day. He was too angry to drive. Whenever he felt like this, usually when he was overwhelmed or cornered, he would walk to unwind. He started to walk down the desolated path in the estate and out to the busy street.As he walked down the road, he pondered on Dave’s words. Was AK sick? Did he depend on Dave for support? A $500 million pill per month? What was that supposed to mean?He exhaled as he stopped by the traffic light with the other pedestrians. When the light turned green, he resumed walking with the others. Then, at that moment, from the corner of his eye, he saw a car coming on the third lane which had no cars. The car that was on the third lane, coming with full speed, seemed to not have its brakes. August noticed an older woman who was in front of him was at risk of getting hit by the car. So in a swift moment, he rushed towards her and stood in the middle of the car and the woman. He drew off the lane as he fell on him with h

"What did you find out? Why the hell do you look like you’ve seen a ghost?" Dan immediately asked as August returned, while Lila focused on him, leaving the talking to Dan."Things have become tricky, Dan," August said as he explained all that transpired at the oncology department with the nurses."This is wild," Dan sighed, rubbing his chin and standing beside the curtain they had pulled down to avoid others listening in on their conversation."Maybe it’s a blessing that I got into the accident. I could use it as an excuse to stay here for more days to find out more information about Akash’s mother.""Who is Akash?" Dan asked as August eyed him warily."I can’t believe you don’t know the real name of the man you introduced to me," August rolled his eyes then continued. "The nurse called him Akash earlier, so I guess that’s the full name.""Oh…," Dan nodded slowly. "Big scientists like himself prefer to just have a stage name and stuff.""I will have to find a way to talk to that nurs

“Look, Akash, I am not only after growing an empire, I am here to…”“Shut the fuck up!” Ak fired at him, leaving August's words dangling in the air, but August's facial expression didn’t show he was ready to listen to Ak and keep his mouth shut.“I am trying to help,” August said calmly this time, trying not to sound frustrated.“What do you take me for, huh?” Ak asked with a bitter chuckle. One thing August had noticed about this man was the immense bitterness he carried within him. It clouded his judgment. But based on his circumstances, you wouldn’t blame him for being like this.“A pushover? Do you think I am someone you can just manipulate however you like?”“You are getting things wrong here, Akash. Dave is the bad guy here. He is the one you should be wary of.”“And you?” He let out an incredulous chuckle. “I should trust you?” He raised a sarcastic brow. “I looked you up,” he started to say in confidence. “And I know you and Dave are in some sort of competition. Stay away from

August cut the conversation short with Dan later that day without telling him the real circumstances surrounding his relationship with his grandfather. He made up an excuse about meeting some friends and left the office suite early. Then he set out for his hometown, where his parents once lived together with his grandfather.August made a brief stop at the cemetery in the small village to visit his parents' graves. The evening breeze wasn’t strong, but August felt chilly goosebumps on his skin as he stood in front of their grave. The inscription, "Tomb of Late Mr. and Mrs. Sullivan," and the date of their deaths were written below it. August felt a bile of pain in his throat and held back the burning tears that threatened to spill.“How have you been, Mom, Dad?” he asked with a throaty voice, raising his head to push back the tears as memories of their deaths flashed back freshly. “Your unfilial son is here. And I am going to be selfish again, I am sorry." August gave way to the tears