Adrian’s jaw clenched the moment Anita said the name, Lilian Holt. That woman was proving to be a thorn in his flesh. He recalled the vague words that she had said to him at Alpha group—about leaving Anita a little reminder of what she planned to do. “So, she was referring to these nail marks?” He thought as his jaw clenched even tighter. At that moment, he concluded that Lilian was a threat to Anita’s safety and resolved to get her bodyguards that would protect her, albeit discreetly, because he didn’t want her asking questions or getting suspicious. While he was still deep in thought, Regina’s high pitched voice resounded through the living room. "That wench! Who does she think she is?" Regina ranted, her hand gesturing wildly. “If I ever see her, I’ll give her a slap she’ll never forget in her lifetime!” “And you—” Regina suddenly shifted her aggression to Adrian, her eyes narrowing into slits. “If you weren’t such a poor and useless husband, Anita wouldn’t have been in thi

Tyler’s sneer deepened as he stared at Adrian’s calm demeanor, which ticked him off to the core. He had expected him to tremble, heck even show a hint of fear at the mention of Owen Stark’s name. But clearly, the loser was hell-bent on putting on a brave front. “You think you’re so tough, huh?” he scowled, pulling out his phone and quickly scrolling through his contacts. “Let’s see if you maintain this act when Owen gets here.” Once he found Owen’s contact information, he swiftly clicked on it and made the call, staring at Adrian with a triumphant grin as if he had already won. As soon as Owen picked up, Tyler put the phone on speaker, his tone switching to one of feigned distress. “U-Uncle Owen, I’ve got a problem at the bar located in Bourdillon street. Someone laid his filthy hands on me and beat my bodyguards unconscious . I’m in pain as we speak. Please come over and teach him a lesson!” Owen’s voice was dark and threatening as it echoed through the speakerphone. “No one l

Everyone listened attentively as they waited for Grandpa Lloyd to dwell more on what he had just said, and he continued as if he could read their minds. “As you may all know, Alpha Group recently announced its multimillion-dollar construction contract bids. These contracts are a very big deal and securing one of them could mark a tremendous milestone in the company and will also take this family’s status in the society to a higher level. We would become one of the leading families of Wibston.” This bout of information sent a thrill down the spines of all the grandchildren seated before Grandpa Lloyd. Everyone knew the gravity of the situation—securing a contract with one of the biggest companies in the world was going to be a major feat that would propel their family towards immense power. And who didn’t like power? Grandpa Lloyd paused, watching the hunger in their eyes with satisfaction. Then he leaned forward, his gaze turning sharp and serious. “Whoever among you manages to s

Adrian’s brows were set in a deep V as he overheard the thug leader mention Alpha Group on the phone. His company was behind the eviction of these innocent people? His mind immediately went to the massive construction project they were about to embark on. But Rhea had assured him that funds had already been allocated for compensation. If these thugs were indeed working for the Alpha group then why hadn’t they compensated the tenants before evicting them. Were they bluffing? Something wasn’t adding up. Needing to get answers, he pulled out his phone and dialed Rhea, his jaw tightening as he did so. “Rhea,” he began as soon as she picked up, “what is going on? I’m at the Wibston tenement on the west side, and the residents here are being thrown out of their houses without notice or compensation.” “What?” Rhea echoed from the other end, surprise evident in her voice. “No, that’s not supposed to happen. We put everything in place for them to be fairly compensated, just like I showe

The thugs halted, their hands hanging midair as they turned toward the source of the voice. Standing at the entrance of the warehouse, with an air of authority that couldn’t be ignored, was Rhea. Her intimidating presence seemed to enamor everyone in the room as she stepped forward, a small group of Alpha Group security personnel behind her, each armed and ready to act.Aaron’s face turned green, his eyes almost bulging as he stared from Rhea to Adrian as he replayed the ‘young master’ she had referred to him as.Adrian smirked, watching the shift in Aaron’s demeanor with satisfaction. He rose slowly from his chair, his eyes locking onto Aaron’s. “I warned you. Now watch and see what happens next.”The tie on Aaron’s neck tightened and he was starting to feel suffocated as the implication of Adrian’s words hit him like a punch to the face. He could only stare in utter disbelief as Adrian strode towards Rhea, who met him halfway and bowed politely to him. “Young master, what steps woul