Juliet had been to the penthouse a number of times, but every single time she came here, she paused. They were rich! Everything inside the house gave off a shining luster. Everything there was eye-catching. Starting from the rug on the floor, up to the appliances in the house. The Krafth penthouse was splendid. The first thing that will catch one's eyes immediately after leaving the elevator and entering through the sliding golden doors, was the rug. The rug looked plush and comfy. No one was allowed to wear any footwear on it. It was either your bare legs or your socks. The rug was white and without blemish. It looked as if it was made of sheep's hair. Next eye-catching thing was the painting of the Mona Lisa by Leonardo da Vinci. It was the original painting painted by the world famous artist while he was still alive. The painting, when it was auctioned, was sold for a whooping four hundred and fifty five million pounds. The funny thing w

Juliet sat down calmly. She slowly opened the file. What she saw inside it almost made her tremble. Natalie already knew the contents of what was in the file, so she waited for Juliet to digest what was inside it. The intelligence unit had made it extremely lucid in the file, that they had found out that there was a high ranking staff of the Krafth company that was currently acting as a spy for the Oscorp corporation. One of them had intercepted a message, as the person was the personal assistant of the person the message was meant for. The person had checked it and was shocked also. The spy of the Oscorp Corporation had leaked out details of their workers and their latest plans to the enemy company. The only painful detail was that the soy had not included his name in the correspondence to the Oscorp Corporation. The intelligence unit had however noted this and had decided to send a message directly to the secretary of Mr Krafth, who would know what to

Marcus walked into the factory, slowly and leisurely, oozing with confidence. Everyone that saw him on his way to his office, greeted him, either in words or with their actions. It was a sight to behold for him. He remembered just less than forty eight hours ago, the words on the mouth of some of the people that greeted him. None of them had any good words for him, as they mostly castigated and insulted him, both on his behavior, and his eager attitude at work. Now, he was still in his usual work clothes, looking ragged and worn out, and still he was still being greeted by the people that passed him by. The only thing that was different now, was his status. Even though the fact that he was Juliet's sister, the heir to the throne of the Krafth’s was still not known, the fact that he was the manager of this factory, The Grammsville Breweries, was a very huge upgrade to where he was at before. Now, his workers saw him in a different light. Even thoug

“How close is your relationship with Miss Krafth?” Mr Riley suddenly asked. There was a flash of a sharp glint in his eyes. He quickly covered it up. What he didn't expect was that Marcus was a really sharp person. He had definitely started getting suspicious. The fact that these two came here from a magazine that mainly concentrated on young celebrities in the country, was just a little bit suspicious. But, Marcus was already starting to believe that was all there was to it. At least, that was until the question Mr Riley had just asked and until he caught that glint in his eyes. Marcus looked closely at Miss Wuncler to see if she was part of this, but it didn't seem like that. Miss Wuncler, it seemed, was fully engrossed in listening to everything Marcus said and writing it down. Mr Riley and Miss Wuncler actually worked at the Blaze Magazine. What was not known to Miss Wuncler, or anyone that worked for the magazine was that Mr Riley was planted i

Marcus walked into the building where his office was located in deep thought. Today was stressful, and quite eye-opening. He had observed his workers go about their respective jobs. Things had just seemed to change so fast for him. It was like a movie and he was happy about it. His only concerns now, however, was his identity being kept secret, and how to help his father, his family, bring down this long lasting enemy that had for the longest time tried to bring them down. Marcus kept thinking about his father. About how he must have gone through the amount of hard work and what else to get to the position he was at now. How he must have worked his ass off, with little to no help from anyone. Now that he, Marcus, had passed his test, he made a promise right there and then, on his way to his office to bring their enemy down. Another concern that kept playing out in his head was the issue with his wife. It didn't sit right with him. The way he was kee