The venue was decorated elegantly with dark, glowing colors that complemented the flashy dresses worn by the guests. Keith Thompson graced the hall with his demeaning presence. He stood out perfectly amongst the guests, dressed impeccably in a black fitted three-piece suit that clung to his muscular build. His short black hair was slicked back, and his black piercing eyes watched the woman at the other side whose blonde hair bounced up and down her shoulders as she moved gracefully through the room. That woman was Sheila Hockings, Keith's new wife. She tagged behind her mother greeting the guests. The wedding was exactly how Sheila dreamed it to be, and Keith made sure to make it to her pleasing. Now the weight on his fingers where the ring lay served as a reminder of the success of this day. Keith had many things to be grateful for, like his skyrocketed business. He was now a man with a net worth of a hundred and ten million dollars, all his years of striving with businesses, takin

Keith flinched, staring at Sheila from where she stood almost completely shielded behind Frank with a smirk plastered on her face."Not so brave now, are you?" Mr. Hockings mocked. He kept his gaze on Sheila, staring deep into her eyes wondering what happened to the kind and considerate Sheila. Her attitude hurt the most because she was his only hope and solace against the hardship of the world."Did he bother you?" Frank asked Sheila with a worried frown and that caused an unsettling feeling within Keith. Keith glared in confusion, then asked Frank, "Why would you become friends with the Hockings? What's with the sudden friendship?" Frank smirked, "I don't see any problem, Keith, they are free from their debt, there is no reason to hold a grudge. You should be concerned with yourself or have you forgotten your responsibility, Keith?"Keith knew Frank was right and he had something more concerning to be worried about. Frank was here to collect the rest of his debt and even if he ha

"Thank you," Keith told the cab driver as he exited the car and despite his current peril, he managed a small smile for the man behind the wheel.The man nodded and regarded him carefully. "Are you sure you are at the right place?"Keith took no offense to the man's question and he simply nodded in response.The man didn't look convinced, "You sure I shouldn't wait for you?"Keith shook his head, he wasn't surprised the man asked that, he looked homeless and crazy. "I'm fine. Thank you again." He straightened up, holding his hurting side. The man gave Keith one last look before zooming off. Keith released a breath and twirled around to come face to face with the magnificent building of the city bank. As Keith dragged his feet towards the tall building steps away from him, his mind stumbled upon the thought of Sheila and her family. Not only on the thought of their betrayal but the fact that they had set him up and the possibility of Frank and Sheila being together. He knew the sudden

Mr. Sanderson gripped the armrest so tightly his knuckles turned white, his gaze leveled against the tattered man before him. Mr. Sanderson wasn't stupid and was of course suspicious of the unkempt man who happened to know the secret of the bank and although he found it strange that Keith knew that couldn't mean anything since Mr. Sanderson was sure the vault had belonged to the ruling class back then and it couldn't possibly belong to a low life who was money hungry. "I just want a chance and I promise I'll be out of here before you even bat your lashes," Keith said, his voice thick with desperation, leaning against the desk for support.Mr. Sanderson glanced briefly at the two men behind Keith ready to bundle him out and if necessary with force, then dragged his gaze back to Keith. As much as he wanted to see this homeless man get kicked out he also could not ignore the fact that Keith does have the right to a chance. And there was probably nothing to worry about since no one could

Keith could remember the day he received the devastating news of his parents' death, despite not being close to them it had been a huge blow to him. Keith always knew his family were rich but he just didn't expect this level of richness that was now signed to his name. That day when his parents had insisted he learned off hand someone's phone number and a passcode and told him about the Ancient Wealth, he had merely shrugged it off believing his parents were being cynical and when his family lawyer had approached him after his parents' death to tell him that he had inherited their fifty million dollars fortune. That money was what Keith had used to build himself and his business. But that inherited money had also been what he had ended up giving up to settle his former in-laws' debts. Keith's jaw clenched, willing himself not to think of Hockings, although his discovery of the Ancient Wealth couldn't have happened if they hadn't put him in peril. But that didn't mean he would forgive