Inside the Bertrand family mansion, two men sat in the living room drinking and discussing. One of them was a bald-headed middle-aged man dressed in a formal blue suit. While the second man looked a bit younger than him. He was putting on a leather jacket and casusal blue jeans with his hair styled backward. Suddenly, a man in security uniform ran into the living room breathing heavily. He stopped before them before reporting, “Mr. Bertrand! There’s a man causing trouble in front of the yard.” “He pulled down the gate with a truck and now he has the guards on their knees as he aims a gun at them!”Nathan Bertrand didn’t raise his eyes to look at him immediately. Instead, he unhurriedly reached for the opened scotch in front of him. After taking his time to fill his glass to his heart’s content, he finally paused and looked up at the security. “What does this person look like?” The man went silent for a moment before he parted his lips and said, “He seems to be in his mid twenti
Leon’s lips hooked into a frightening smile as he watched them drop their guns. Derrick Bertrand saw the smile tugging the corners of his lips and grew even more infuriated. “What are you being so smug about? Your younger brother has more stamina than you. Or do you think I don’t know?” “Everyone knows the elderly son of the almighty Bartlett family is a weakling. His younger brother surpasses him in everything.” “Your parents cast you aside and made him their heir because of your weakness. Then you ran away because you feared he’d try to harm you to secure his position as heir.” “But even if you still know some moves from your time in the Bartlett family, the guards stationed to stay at the back aren’t just guards.” “They were sent to us by the Bartlett family to make sure we capture you. So if I were you, I’d say my last prayers right now.” With each passing word he said, Leon’s smile grew colder. Finally, he parted his lips slightly and said slowly, “I see. That’s what they
It was at this moment that Derrick suddenly realized what was happening. Even though Leon had his fingers wrapped around his throat and was squeezing it, he still spoke up stubbornly. “Yo-you didn’t move earlier, did you? My body reacted and rushed towards you when I thought I saw you move, but all these while you’ve been messing with my mind.” “But that’s just impossible! Not even the highest instructors at the Bartlett family can train one to be this efficient. The last person who was this good was..he was…” He suddenly stopped talking and his eyes bulged in disbelief and realization.“No! That’s not true. That’s not impossible. They said there was no one else who became the…” Leon moved his eyes away from him and settled it on the men in front of him. “I believe I do not have to tell you what to do if you want your master to remain alive.” As soon as he said that, the men began dropping to their knees in surrender. Once they were all down, Leon began strutting towards the h
“Overwhelm him however you can.” The man hissed behind the men. They nodded and began advancing towards Leon. Leon felt the back of his neck gently and looked to the side. The eyes of the men subconsciously did the same. A second later when they returned their eyes to the man in front of them, they realize he was no longer standing there. The man behind them frowned tightly and strutted to the middle of the room to look around. “What is this? Where did he go? Darn it! Hey, find him. He couldn’t have gotten far!” “Find me? Why find me when I’m right here?” Leon’s voice filled their ears. It was also the last sound the men with him heard as they began blacking out one after the other. As the last one fell, Leon stood behind him with his hands slipped into his pockets and his eyes pinned on the man in front of him. The man’s body trembled all over in fear as he stumbled backward. Leon took a step towards him, but stopped when he whipped out the pistol he had used to kill the
When Leon returned to the warehouse, they found a few of the security guards gathered around someone. Elliot got out of the car in panic thinking another person had come to cause trouble. “Hey, what’s going on here? You better get your arse out of here before I call…” The words died in his throat when the security men heard him and moved away in fear only to reveal the person they had been crowding over was a badly battered Klimt Fischer. He was covered all over in blood with a swollen face and split lips. They had tied him to a pole like he tied the security man who challenged him earlier then they beat him with the rods they found lying around. When Elliot realized what was happening, he frowned slightly. Upon seeing this, the security men gulped down nervously thinking they were in trouble. “Who did this?” As soon as the words left his mouth, one of them stepped forward and said, “Me. It was all my idea, sir. If someone will be punished, that should be me.” Elliot parted
When Leon and Aria got to the penthouse, Dean was sprawled on the sofa in the living room munching down on some snacks. He was doing it so noisily and sloppily that a mouthful of them fell on him and on the chair instead of entering his mouth. When he saw them come in, he raised his eyes and immediately looked disappointed when he didn’t see a scratch on Leon. No, Leon looked even more energetic than when he left earlier this morning. “Hey, did you hide away while your boss did your job for you? Why are you without a scratch when you should be fighting for your life right now?” Leon stared at him blankly like one who didn’t understand a word he was saying while Aria paused and glanced at Dean coldly. “Do you have nothing else to do but to pick on Leon?” Dean sat up immediately and huffed, “What? Are you supporting him doing nothing when he was with Mr. Larol?” “What if it was really Mr. Larol who got hurt instead? Will you take responsibility if he asks the bank to return his m
Aria exhaled heavily and shook her head, “Thank you, Mr. Keal, but my answer remains the same.” James Keal stared at her for several seconds before he shook his head slightly and walked away without another word. Only then did Chloe release a breath she didn’t know she had been holding. Then she glanced around to see if anyone had seen them. When she saw everyone was busy finding a seat or too nervous to care about anyone else, she scurried to her seat as wel. Soon, the program began. Elliot came to the podium again. “After more than 24 hours of evaluating the proposals of the candidates whose names were on the list yesterday, the company has come to a conclusion on who the finalists are.” “Not only were the proposals read through and vetted by someone other than the Chairman, that person will also be the one announcing who the winners of this year are.”Almost immediately, a ripple went through the crowd as they began murmuring amongst themselves. “Not the Chairman? Don’t tel
“Rest assured that the President took his time to go through the proposals of every 20 candidates before he came to a decision. Now, let’s hear from him.” As soon as he finished speaking, the Jumbotron screens placed all around the place lit up with a view of an office swivel chair. They could all see the window which belonged to the office situated on the first floor. Five seconds later, Leon majestically walked to sit on the swivel chair. Earlier, he had positioned the camera not to show his face. All the people downstairs could see was his tie and hands as he flipped through the document he was holding. “Is the camera not properly placed? Why can’t we see his face?” “You’re right. I’ve been waiting for his face to come into view all this time. I think the camera wasn’t set up properly.” “Mr. Wyatt, please hurry up and inform the President we can’t see his face.” However, Grant turned to them with a small smile. “The President does not plan to reveal his identity just yet.”