When he returned to his place that night he was glad to have the time to call his mother on the phone.
This was not something he could discuss with her over the phone though, so he only asked her when she would be returning. She replied to him that she would be back before Sir Brooks' burial was scheduled to be held and he agreed with her.
She has to come back and explain something to him. And tell him how she had kept his real identity secret for so long.
And then he called Anthony. There was something he needed him to do for him.
“Hello, Anthony,” he said into the phone. He still couldn't believe he had such access to this man who he had respected from afar over the last few years when he had worked for Sir Brooks.
“Yes, Anthony at your service, young master.”
Adrian still felt weird about the name but he would let it be. “You say I am the master of everyone at Castle and Castle and that my word is law?”
There was no hesitation on the other end. “Yes, of course it is.”
Adrian nodded, even though he knew Anthony couldn't see him. “Then there is something I need you to do for me.”
“Anything at all, young master.”
“There is a supermarket I would like to buy. I have it under good knowledge that the owner has been wanting to sell,” Adrian smiled slowly as he remembered Laura's words. This was going to be sweet, sweet revenge.
“Yes, what would you like to happen, young master?”
“Since I get groceries there regularly and my farm produces too, I would not like anything to change there. And so I would like to buy it.” He thought about it for a moment.
“Consider it done, young master.”
Adrian smirked. That really was how easy it was to get them on their knees.
“I also have another thought.” he continued saying to Anthony. “Since I cannot continue meeting you frequently at Castle and Castle without arousing suspicion, I suggest that this supermarket becomes our new meeting place. We can convert a space there into an office and meet up there.”
“Hmmm, that is an even better reason, young master. Indeed you are wise beyond your peers, just like Sir Brooks said you were. I will get on it immediately.”
Adrian cut the call, and Anthony's words kept ringing in his ears.
He was wise beyond his peers, just like Sir Brooks had said.
He really owed Sir Brooks a lot..he owed him his whole life now. And he would protect his legacy with his own hardwork and cunning.
He would also protect his family. Just until they found out the truth behind Sir Brooks poisoning. And hopefully, he will wake up soon.
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Adrian sat in the new and renovated office in the supermarket. He had come in early and was now sitting behind the desk, waiting for all the employees to start work for the day.
They had all been informed about the new owner and Adrian knew they would all come bearing gifts, probably hoping he would retain them, instead of firing all of them and recruiting new staff like some new owners liked to do. The old owner was there to introduce him to the workers.
He was sitting there before he decided against it and went outside. As he reached the first counter, the door of the supermarket opened and he saw Sandra and her lover, Peniel walk in.
He was holding an envelope that looked full in his hand. Adrian smiled.
Sandra caught sight of Adrian and distaste colored her eyes. She turned up her nose at him. “What are you doing here? No matter what you say, I will never get back together with you, you lowlife pauper.”
The old owner, a middle aged man rushed to them with a shocked look on his face. Sandra saw him and began to smile at him, but the man only had eyes for Adrian.
“Oh, God. Forgive her Sir, she isn't in her right senses. Sandra, what are you doing, insulting your new boss?”
Sandra gasped, her face turning white with consternation as she knew she had messed up big time. This couldn't possibly be happening to her, she thought.
There was no way Adrian was her new boss. He simply was too poor to have been able to do that.
“But…but…” she stuttered as her lover also had a surprised look on his face.
The old owner bowed before Adrian as he apologized and he waved at Sandra. “Come here and kneel and beg him now, if you want your job!”
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 watched all she did in silence and indeed let himself have a good view. He actually was silent because he wanted her to think she actually had a choice in this matter. He sat down back and watched her sit directly on his table. She was adding a little bit of seduction to the threat, this girl was the devil incarnate but Adrian knew it was good having people like her under him. Considering the kind of power that he held now, he needed to have as many people under him as possible and they should all have different things they each do.“So what do you think about my little request,” she said, holding his tie and bringing her mouth closer to his and he could perceive her usual rose perfume scent. That was one of the things that turned his head towards her, she knew how to actually prop herself up.“I think you are a little mistaken,” he said with a clear face just staring. “Oh, am I?* She asked with a smile, “how so?” She inquired softly. “Well, for starters, I don't actually se
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
Sensing his eagerness, Mr Anthony chuckled. “Let me walk you through it then,” he started.“Okay, what we need is a body double. I will give you the contacts of one man, you need to negotiate with him to get the double without him knowing who it is for, if he should find out we will need every means to keep him quiet,” he explained. “This project cannot be leaked out or your father's fake death is compromised,” “I understand,” he replied and the man hung up. He satHe sent the contact to him and he saw the name on it. “Blood,” and Adrian shook to the core. Then he realized Blood was a surname, it isn't just common. He was however skeptical that a man that happens to deal in bodies was named Blood.Adrian dialed the contact on the phone and he waited while it rang. He didn't understand why they'd want to use a body double, and where they were even going to get one. He'd accepted the request due to his eagerness to please this man that had handed him the power that seemed divine to him
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 walked in and took in the environment. The room he went inside was like the receptionist room with a large barricaded area housing two people as receptionists, both in plain blue uniforms with nose masks and gloves. The area was a little bit crowded than he'd expected and also more arranged than what he imagined a morgue would be. He glanced at Blinks who acted like he didn't know him and headed down to sit at the waiting chairs where people sat. He stood for a second unable to determine what to do next. He glanced at the receptionist table then at the waiting chair. He was unsure whether to just skip everyone at the waiting chair or he should just sit down in line like them.The issue was he didn't know what they were waiting for, he shrugged and just went to the receptionist. “Good evening,” he said as it was already seventeen hundred hours. “Go and wait in line,” the female receptionist commanded without glancing up. She was chewing something underneath her mask while sh
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
Adrian shuddered. “Two Packets?” He inquired in a confused manner. He had never heard of a currency called packets. He stared at them with a thoughtless gaze that made him look stupid but he wasn't planning on waiting around in this room. Although the inherent fear had died down, he was still imagining the dead in the room pushing themselves out of their drawers and coming out to feast on them. It was at this moment he realized he shouldn't have consumed too much of those horror movies as a kid. He exhaled and then turned around to look at them as the one called Whiskey walked towards him and drew the body out completely and began to stuff it in a bodybag. “I hope you brought your car,” he said in a tone that made him feel like he was crossed with a tiger as it was more of a roar than a voice. “Yes I did,” Adrian answered, stepping away as he started to move outside the room. “Oh, you can't leave the room without payment,” Mr Blood stopped him, his usual cheeky smile on his lips.