Wades couldn't believe his ears, why did he think for a moment that Oscar would save him from the cops, even Oscar himself as big as he was was subjected to the law, so what difference did it make? Without responding, the cops walked into the vicinity and saw Wade still on his knees, without any sort of violence, they walked up to him and placed the handcuffs on his wrist before lifting him off the ground. As they took him to the police van, Wade couldn't take his eyes off the only man who he thought was going to help him out. Even though it was wrong, he still felt betrayed, and it showed in the way he stared at Oscar. Oscar on the other hand just averted his gaze and walked back into the mansion, he truly didn't want to be a part of what was going on because even he felt betrayed by what Wades had done. How could he trust someone who lied to him so many times, about everything, and ghosted him for weeks like it was not a big deal? Right now, Oscar just accepted that Wade des

"Hello Mr. Coleman, " the chief extended his hand for a handshake and Oscar complied. "How are you?" Oscar asked, his expression was calm and composed, his face void of any smile, but still approachable. "I'm doing great sir," the chief replied, "Please come with me, this way," He led the way, and Oscar along with two bodyguards, Tom included followed them into one of the changes in the station. Inside the chamber, there was a seat for Oscar and a seat for the occupant of the chamber, this seat were separated by a long desk that ran across the room, and the desk was also separated in half by a netted bar that separated both individuals. Oscar sat down on of black leather chair, his arms folded and his expression cold, he looked at the man seated opposite him in disgust. "Leave us," He ordered his bodyguards and every other cop in the room and they left without hesitation. For more than a minute, the room was silent, neither of them said a word to the other, until Wades broke

Same day Oscar arrived at the hospital along with his crew as usual, he didn't wait for long before being directed to the ward where Aiden Slytherin was being treated. Once he walked into the ward, a sanctimonious smirk crept upon his face, he looked down at his uncle whose condition looked worse than what he had been shown on the phone screen. "Beautiful," He scoffed, and thus utterance was all it took to wake Aiden up from his nap. He was unable to move but lay there staring at Oscar, the supposed reason for his current state. "Oh, you are awake now," Oscar mumbled, he looked at his uncle straight in the eyes and let out a slight chuckle intending to mock the old man. "Sadly you are not on your way to make a claim to the Slytherin Empire, I kinda thought you would have done that by now." He mocked Aiden while walking from one end of the bed to the other. "Look where you ended up," He continued, "In the hospital bed, so far away from the Slytherin Empire... what a sham

“You wanted to talk?” Amy asked him as she walked into his room. She met Oscar staring out the window and he turned around as soon as he heard her voice. “Yeah,” He replied and ushered her to sit at the table positioned near the window where Oscar most often took his tea or did his paper jobs. Amy sat down, placed both hands on the table, and watched Oscar draw the curtain, making the room brighter than it was when she first came in. “What's the matter?” She asked him. “Did Aston Slytherin at any point hate the fact that you had a child?” Oscar asked, and Amy was taken aback by the unexpected question. “Huh?” “I know why I'm asking, Mom, did he?” Oscar sat down opposite her, and gave her a reassuring smile, to avoid making her feel like she was in a detective's chamber. He wanted her to be open to him because he wanted to understand the root of the situation. Amy took a deep breath, these were not conversations that she loved to indulge in, but for Oscar, she'd be willing to g

Two days later, Secret location “What in the world?” Aston stared at the television screen in awe, the news about the acting CEO of the Slytherin Empire had spread across the country like wildfire. Aston , who strongly believed that the acting CEO had lost his life in the Netherlands incident, was amazed. He stared at the screen, eyes widened and jaws dropped. “Could they have gotten a new replacement that quickly? Did the Netherlands’ disasters happen for absolutely no reason? Did he survive? There were just numerous questions to ask and he needed immediate answers. He picked up his phone from the sofa and dialed a number waiting for the recipient to pick it up immediately. “Hello Lewis, I don't know how you'll do it, but get Miles here as soon as possible, I need to understand how Oscar is still alive.” Without waiting for the recipient to say a word, Aston disconnected the call and sat back on the couch with a frown, and just then a tall elegant lady within the sam