The time ran quickly, waiting for no one. You either catch up with time or time slips from your palm. Being a busy city, everyone in London had to be as fast as the wings of a hummingbird. Many people staying in London had to work two jobs to be able to make ends meet. As a result, the city was always butsling, night and day. Nights were most busy and the traffic was not a pleasant one. Cheng bar remained the top pub in the city. It was a combination of a pub and an inn ingrained into one building. People who drank to stupor were sometimes coaxed to spend the night in one of the rooms so as not to create problems. This was one smart way they made money from customers, and it worked every damn time. Nathan pulled over with his simple car and stepped down. His dressing was not as elegant as a person of his status would have dressed. Perhaps he was trying to keep a low profile to avoid unnecessary attention? Or he did not want to be seen hanging out with Vanessa? He walked into

"You're making a bigger mistake," Nathan said, his voice steady despite the tension. "Put the guns down, and we can still resolve this peacefully." The men ignored him, their desperation evident. "Shut the fuck up! We’re getting out of here, and nobody’s stopping us! I could shoot you now, but I want you to suffer. So, I will track you, no matter how powerful you are and I will…" Just then, the sound of sirens grew louder, and blue and red lights flashed through the windows. The sight of the police was not funny. Usually, policemen would show up in such a scene with their weapons and stay far away, calling out for the culprits to surrender. This was different. The policemen had weapons that were highly sophisticated. They were large in number and held some technical weapons that could even stop bullets from flying off a pistol. Clearly, only an extremely rich individual could afford to have such maximum security. “Drop your weapons and come out with your hands up!” a voice boome

“Oh, umm.., there’s not much to tell,” Vanessa said with a light laugh, trying to sound casual. “My grandfather was a hardworking man. He was the backbone of my family. I inherited my dues from my parents and built my own empire. Still growing!” Nathan, now more relaxed and intrigued by Vanessa, pressed further. “Come on, there must be more to it than that. What about you friends? Lovers?” Vanessa chuckled. “Well, I have a few friends. But you know, work. I have little or no time to attend to them. As for a lover, well, it is really complicated!” Nathan nodded, seemingly satisfied with her answer. “Well, your story is interesting, isn’t it?” Vanessa smiled, relieved that he wasn’t probing deeper. “Yes, it is. But enough about me. Let’s enjoy the night.” As the night wore on, Vanessa continued to ply Nathan with drinks upon drinks, each toast accompanied by another charming anecdote or flirtatious remark which they both seemed to enjoy. Nathan, who had initially been cautious

The realisation hit Nathan like a ton of bricks, and he felt a chill run down his spine. Vanessa glanced at him, her eyes twinkling with something dark and cunning. Nathan stood there, his mouth dry, unable to move or speak. The room's silence was deafening, the tension was rising. As soon as Vanessa’s eyes met Nathan’s, her smile widened ever so slightly. There was this look of triumph in her eyes. What the hell was going on? “You are late, Nathan Reed,” were Elon’s first words to the young man standing a few feet away from him. “Mr. Elon. I got tangled up in some activities, hence, I really could not make it here on time.” Nathan said politely, but rigidly. Despite being the wealthiest man in the room, Elon still had to show Nathan Reed his due respect as he was the head of a billion dollar empire and had his own space in the world of wealth. Nathan was a bit frightened and his confidence was wearing off. Everyone’s eyes were on him and he knew deep down that what he did

Fred's heart sank as he listened to Garret's ominous words. Nathan, noticing the shift in Fred's expression, quickly took the phone from him. "Garret, what's going on? What do you mean Alex is coming after me?" Garret's voice was steady but urgent. "Sir Nathan, Alex has filed multiple lawsuits claiming that he's entitled to a significant portion of Reed Empire. He's alleging mismanagement and fraudulent activities. From the documents I've seen, he's prepared a strong case.” “This isn't just a family feud; it's a full-blown legal battle. And he's not stopping there—he's already taken steps to freeze some of your assets." Nathan felt a wave of nausea wash over him. "How did he gather so much evidence? And why now?" Garret sighed. "He's been planning this for a long, long time, Nathan. It looks like he's been building his case for years. The timing is strategic, especially with the turmoil surrounding the Genesis project. He wants to strike when you're at your most vulnerable. I go