"Well you finally said a word, please take a seat Mr. Briggs and let's discuss the matter that brought you here," Oscar said, keeping a smile on his face, that evil smile that ignited flames in the hearts of his in-laws."You are the CEO of the Slytherin Empire?" Mr Briggs stuttered while taking his seat."Is that a question or a random compliment?" Oscar asked with one raised brow, he filled his glass with the fruit wine and sipped from it as he awaited the response."Are you?" Briggs asked him."What do you think?" Oscar interjected,"Who were you told that you were coming to see, Oscar or the CEO of the Slytherin Empire?" "How?" Briggs asked,"How did you become the CEO of the Slytherin Empire..."Correction," Oscar cut him off,"I never told you that I was the CEO of Slytherin Empire, don't say what will get you in trouble.""What do you mean?"He asked."I am not the CEO of Slytherin Empire," Oscar answered, leaving both Briggs, his wife and those with him confused."No one wil

While resting on the seat, Oscar was able to contain his fury, he came out of the car and took a deep breath, and all that he could think in his head was, "Let me give this person another chance to apologise, and if Marcus as much as says one more word to me at that table, he'll go home with bruises." Upon getting back to the table, they all stared at him like a figure to behold, even the Great Pyramid would be shocked if it were to get that much attention. "Ahem," Oscar cleared his throat first, "I apologise for walking out of the table, but if Marcus says another word to me, he'd regret coming here today, and I won't repeat myself, I'll just take action. " In response to his words, Marcus rolled his eyes and looked away, while Oscar proceeded, "Now," He said, "What have we agreed upon?" "Well," Albert decided to speak for all, "If you are not willing to settle this amicably without involving the court, then yes, we are okay with it." "Good," Oscar interjected.

"The train station?" Oscar asked. He looked out the window but saw no train, nor any signs that indicated that there was a train station around the area. "Yes sir," Leo replied, "Remember when I told you that I can't explain the process? Well, you will understand that now." Before Leo could finish his words, Tom opened the door on the left side for Oscar and the young man stepped out of the car, not knowing what he was about to face. Upon stepping out, he saw that they were in a large hall, like an abandoned airport all, without a single furniture or gadget. Before he could wonder what was happening, another car pulled up in front of him, but calling this a car was just wrong. It drove on a track, just like a train, and following the trial, Oscar noticed that the track led into a tunnel at the far end of this empty hall. The length of the car was two times the length of a limousine but its exterior design looks like what came out of a futuristic science fiction movie. As s

Dora sighed heavily as she looked at the mirror in front of her, her father had just left her house and now she was alone with a sad expression, not because he left but because of his reasons for coming to see her in the first place. She looked at herself and said, "Is this what you were meant to be? A door mat, an asset for your father to gain power?" As much as she did it for the family, Dora felt hurt by the wickedness, because having to date a man that was more than twice her age for business sake was just depressing. Sure he was wealthy, but wealth is nothing when there is no love, he claimed to love her, then sure, but she doesn't. She couldn't understand why no one else saw this as a shame but her. The doorbell rang and she heaved a sigh of relief, it was none other than Briana, her closest friend. She had invited Briana over because she knows she would be left depressed after her father's visit. "Come in," she said, and her best friend opened her bedroom door and walked

The next day, a day that so many people had been looking forward to, the special day for businessmen who were willing to attend this conference and of course the ladies who were willingly or begrudgingly going to escort them to the venue and leave once the time is due. It is also a good day for Oscar as he has been looking forward to this event for over a week. However, after that dream he had, he couldn't help but feel like something would go wrong at the conference. Maybe not as drastic as what he saw in the dreams, but he believed that some issues might start a conflict which may lead to people exiting the hall in anger. This was his very own interpretation of the dream, and he was okay with it. At least, he was quite sure that if a conflict arose, Tom and the others would get him to safety and unlike he saw in his dream, he'd surely listen and save himself. Since the conference starts at eleven am, he didn't bother rushing out of bed but took his time to wake up, had break