Instead of waiting around while the old man explained whatever, Adrian walked away and glided into his office with grace. He sat down on the reclining chair in his office, his head relaxed on the chair as he strained his ears to listen to what was going on outside. He could hear more words than he'd expected, it was still early in the morning and customers weren't that much yet. “What do you mean?” He heard Sandra say, and he couldn't resist and his lips curled into a smile however he quickly stopped smiling. He didn't need to show his contentment for the current situation. He needed to act like he was busy so he started to flip some documents in front of him in readiness for their entrance.“I said, kneel and apologize to him if you are interested in keeping your job,” the old owner said, his tone laced with urgency and fear. Adrian didn't understand why the man was acting like that, he didn't necessarily give off a domineering posture when he contacted him, in fact he was quite po

Adrian arrived at Brooke's mansion with the drugs he was supposed to get for one of the twins, he held his hand up unconsciously to knock on the door, just as he did the door swung open and he leaned forward by mistake, his hand colliding with the person at the door.He paused for a few moments and raised his head slowly as he stared the person in the eye for three full seconds before a scream rushed from the person's lungs and before he could apologize, a backhand struck him in the face. It caught him off guard and he landed on his butts, the content of the drugs spilling from his hand.“Are you insane?” Lady Barbara asked, walking towards him as he laid on the ground, groaning in pain. The woman looked at him. “You know, I never understood what it is about you but I can't seem to get rid of your goddamn stupid face and all the time you'd always be in the way. It seems you have a death wish or something,” she explained. “Look just now you tried to punch me, is that your way of revol

Adrian took a cab and confidently paid with his credit card without even worrying if there was enough on it. He remembered a day ago when he was trying to get mail for Lady Barbara and she didn't even give him money to get a ride. He had to walk all the way and when he came back, he still got scolded for being late. He shook his head as he glared at the street through the car's window. He noticed the skyscrapers that scattered around the city and its feeble attempt to keep nature flourishing with parks and small gardens littered across it. He smiled at himself once again, fulfilled. This was the first time in his entire life that he noticed the beauty of the city. Usually he was walking across this area disturbed and depressed. There were many times the thought of death crossed his mind but he kept pushing. “Oi mate, where do ya say ya be heading to earlier,” the cab man said in an old english accent that made Adrian glance at him with curiosity.“The Hale's morgue,” he said with a

Adrian jerked with fear, he turned around and saw guns pointed at him, his heart raced, slamming against his chest. He'd never seen a gun up close in his life. In fact he's never been caught speeding before or doing something as mundane as shoplifting. The closest he had ever been to a gun was when Lady Barbara wanted to call the police on him and her officers were at the gate to pick him up when Mr Brooke intervened. But currently he had several kinds of guns pointed at him. “Oh my God,” he thought. He didn't know his next line of action for that moment. He looked at the man, Mr Blood's face and he saw how he was watching him with scrutiny, it was at that moment a hit of his confidence came back.“You want to kill me?” He asked, but then chuckled. “Just so you know I didn't come alone, I am just the conduit to a really powerful man who doesn't want to be bothered with such a task as this. If I do not walk out of here alive, he is going to personally come down here to put you out of

He didn't need anyone to tell him he was in trouble, he already knew he was in trouble. At this moment, every single fear circuit he had stopped creating an imaginary fear of ghosts. They all focused on the real one right in front of him. Normally, he didn't deal much with Ada, in fact he avoided her like a plague. She was the first daughter of the family and she had a pride that even Lady Barbara would salute in front. Now that she was pregnant, she felt irritated easier and most of the time anyone beside her is usually the one who has to bear the brunt of her incessant and unpredictable burst of anger. Currently, he was the one beside her and to make matters worse, it felt as if she had been looking for him. He sighed and just held his cheeks as if it really stung him that hard to buy time and cook up a lie. He just realized that the excitement he'd felt today was about to make a cartwheel and haunt him. “You still haven't answered the damn question,” she reminded him and stepped