“Didn't you hear me? Beg him!” Hudson snapped as he glared at her, making her heart twist in pain. For years, her husband had never looked at her that way. The fact that it was in a public place made it even worse. With everyone staring at her, Marietta wondered if she would be able to utter the words. Apologize? In the presence of everyone? Marietta shook her head, her fists tightly clenched by her sides. Even if she was going to lose everything, she would still preserve her dignity. The humiliation was just too much. With her hair a bit messy, and the patch on her dress, Marietta looked like someone who had been maltreated. Her eyes were puffy and her cheeks stinged with pain. From time to time, she would rub the spot, hoping to ease herself of the pain, but the one in her heart was too intense. She couldn't handle the disdainful glances everyone was throwing at her. As they pointed at her, it seemed like they were mocking her deep down. She badly felt the urge to stand and leave

“Just shut it!” Martin yelled, his fury palpable. “If you don't have something else to say, then just forget about it. That's my plan and that's final. I'm definitely going to get the Duke's Empire, and when I do, I'll watch Brian beg for mercy.” he said, his lips stretching to a lopsided grin.Tyla stared at Martin and smirked, “Just don't drag me into your problems.” she warned as she turned to leave, angered by Martin's unreasonable plan. Thinking of acquiring the Duke's Empire that way is like a death wish, and for someone like Martin to try, he was definitely going to get himself in trouble. Leaving the Scotts Empire, she went back to the brooks building. As she elegantly walked inside, she watched as Lady Elizabeth continued staring at a blank space. She grinned. Lady Elizabeth had not forgotten about what Brian did to her at her birthday celebration. Each time she remembers, it's either she picks up a glass and smashes it on the ground, or screams out loud. She was like a tic

Brian turned to look at Daniel, a frown etched on his features. He wondered if everyone had the same mentality as the so-called idiot who was standing in front of him. Daniel must have thought Brian was a normal person who came for a haircut. He stared back at Brian with the same intense gaze. Brian smirked, “You just lost your last opportunity.” his voice was cold and frosty, just like the look in his eyes. He would have left the place without doing anything, but now that the manager had called him back, he was definitely going to teach them a lesson. “My opportunity?” Daniel asked, an amusing smile plastered on his lips, “Do you think you're in the right position to mention opportunity?” He checked out Brian's outfit and chuckled, “A fake?” he asked as he tilted his head. Daniel placed his finger on his chin and smirked, “It's definitely a fake. Let's not take this matter too far. You're free to leave.” he added as he walked towards the chair to sit, “Or you can stand as a body g

“Mr Duke, please I'm pleading with you. Please have mercy on me.” Daniel whispered as tears gathered in his eyes. Never in his life had he felt so embarrassed. Even as he never planned to beg Brian, now that his job was at stake, he had no choice than to do that. For months he heard people talk about Brian Duke and how frightening he was. They talk about how strict he was with work, and how people feared him across Ashton Hills. He made a mental note not to offend the so-called man, but who would have known he was bound to meet his doom? It angered him to no end that he had to embarrass himself In Front of the stylist. After all, he had bragged several times In Front of the young boy. Sometimes, he would just mention huge amounts of money just to watch him gasp in awe. Daniel liked it whenever people rain praises on him, even when it was for something he never had. Brian rolled his eyes, angered by Daniel's actions. If one were to step in when Daniel was pleading, they would have t

Daniel bit his lips, wondering what he had done to deserve a slap from his boss. He lowered his gaze as he placed his palm on his cheeks, the burning pain causing some discomfort. He thought long and hard on why Jones came back with such a stern look, but he came up with nothing. Daniel parted his lips, wanting to utter a word but Jones beat him to it, “Why are you hell-bent on ruining my life, you bastard?!” he seethed, his anger palpable. “What on earth have I done to you? The last opportunity I had to make things right, you've taken it all away. How dare you?!” he added as he moved closer, making Daniel take a step back unconsciously. Confused, he wondered what his boss, Jones, was talking about. Jones wasn't a person who would just lay false accusations at his employees. He wasn't a person who was always nice either. Jones was a strict man. A man all the staff were wary of. The old man had a smile that made people turn in their seats, fumbling with their hands as they avoided his