“You’re firing me?” Rylan Daystar asked, baffled. Frederick McCullough, his father-in-law was backing him now, facing the glass wall with his hands behind him. Rylan was in total disbelief. It made no sense. “Did I stutter?” Frederick asked, turning to him. As the morning sun shone through the windows, it illuminated the entire office, casting a warm glow on everything it touched. In the midst of it all stood Federick McCullough dressed in a sleek black suit that seemed to glisten in the light. His hair, once a bright white, was still impeccably groomed, falling in soft waves around his sharp features. His eyes, a piercing shade of blue, were cold and stony as they locked onto Rylan, seeming to bore into his very soul.“But sir?” Rylan tried talking but was halted by Fredrick. “No, buts. It’s time you leave,” Frederick said. Rylan couldn’t believe his ears. He was being fired from his job. That was the most random thing to happen to him this morning. When Frederick had requested

Rylan Daystar sighed as he gripped the door handle of Frederick’s office. He inhaled deeply before opening the door and stepping into the office. A wave of cold air brushed his cheek as he stood by the door. Frederick was closing a file that had engulfed his attention. As he placed the file by the side of his desk, he lifted his eyes and folded his hands on his desk. He smiled as he saw Rylan standing before him. Rylan looked like a mess. He looked terrible but that didn’t matter to Fredrick. This was the last time he was going to set his eyes on him. “Rylan. Good morning, please have a seat,” he offered gently. Rylan was puzzled by his words. He was acting so nice which was weird to him. He sounded way different than when he was on the phone. He took a seat before Frederick looking at the desk. Underneath Frederick’s hands was a blue file. He wondered what it was. He looked up at Frederick and flashed him a smile. “It’s so good to see, Rylan,” Frederick said. “I don’t know if I f

“Revenge?” Arlene asked baffled. “Yes Mom,” Rylan replied, rising from his chair. Arlene looked at her son completely shocked. There was something different about him that was for sure. He was nothing like the Rylan she raised. What had happened to him? After being away for almost three years, he was back ready to take the wealth he had once rejected. “What happened to you, Rylan?” She asked. “Where were you all this time?”Rylan chuckled as he heard her words. He was pacing around the huge table with his hands behind him. A lot was going on in his mind. He was ready to get to work immediately. But he still felt it was too soon. He needed time to let everything settle. He had lost everything and also gained a lot from it. “I was learning,” he replied. Arlene looked at her son completely confused. He wasn’t making sense. “Learning?” She asked. “Yes,” Rylan replied stopping. He turned to her and leaned on one of the chairs. Arlene took a sit on one of the chairs. Rylan looked a

There was a huge crowd outside the event. It seemed to be packed with people and paparazzi. It was the biggest party in town that night and was being attended by big names. Amid the ruckus, a black Porsche approached the scene. The crowd gave it room and it halted in front of the red carpet. The door was lifted and a tall figure stepped out of the car. It was Rylan Daystar. He was dressed in a black suit which brought oh the amber glow in his eyes. His dark brown hair was combed back perfectly and it glittered courtesy of the flashes of the paparazzi’s cameras. Nobody seemed to recognize him but that didn’t matter. They couldn’t stop taking photos of the gorgeous man standing before them. A valet came towards Rylan and dropped his key into his hand. Rylan watched his car get driven away before stepping onto the red carpet. He was feeling confident. Tonight was the night he was going to make his first appearance as the billionaire entrepreneur, Rylan Daystar. He walked through the red

“Stay away from me!” Dayton screamed as he ran away from a man pursuing him. The man who was dressed in black held a silver .45 Winchester magnum as he chased his victim. Dayton could feel his heart racing as he ran for his life. He realized quickly that there was no one coming to save him. This could be the last moments of his life. The man in black squeezed the trigger of the .45 magnum and the bullet whizzed past Dayton’s ear. Dayton turned back to the man and realized that he was closing in on him. He had to make as much distance as he could away from the man. Another shot was fired and this time, the bullet flew over his head. Dayton rushed towards the corner and disappeared into the darkness. The man in black saw this and headed after him. A few meters away, a black sedan was parked and a figure with a black mask inhabited the vehicle. He held the steering wheel with a pair of black gloves concealing his hands. He tapped the steering wheel impatiently and it seemed he was wait