It was ten years ago. Tyler was involved in a terrible fire outbreak, which got him trapped with no way out.
He had no one to save or rescue him from the flames that surrounded him that very day. All he could do was scream out and await his end. His vision soon became blurry as the smoke grew thicker. Tyler slowly began losing consciousness. But it was at that very moment he saw her. Sonia Walters, the one who risked her life to walk through the flames and pull a terrified Tyler out from the burning building. "Hold on to me!" She had yelled, placing his arm around her shoulder. Tyler did as she instructed, following his young savior, until she showed him the way out to safety. Upon reaching safety, he fainted due to the smoke. A bruised and partially burnt Tyler woke up to find himself in the South. He had been rescued and taken somewhere else. Away from home and away from the young lady who saved him. He never got the chance to see and thank her for her help. After ten years in the military, Tyler had worked his way to become the Marshall of the South, one of the Most powerful Marshals in Evendore. And now he's back to search for his benefactor, and repay her for her kindness. Recalling that incident, made Tyler determined to find Sonia. He didn't want to leave this place, until he has laid his eyes on her. While going through the pages Gabriel gave to him, his second in command pulled out another folder from the corner of his seat and said, "I also got a few pics on what she looks like." What he said made Tyler's heart skip. He lifted his gaze at Gabriel and saw the folder in his hold. "Well, it turns out that Sonia's face had been disfigured. She's not doing well at the moment," Gabriel shared, handing over the file to Tyler, who immediately opened up the folder and pulled the pictures out. The moment he dropped his eyes on Sonia's image... "What?" He froze, realizing that Sonia Walters is the same lady he had a one night stand at the hotel! His whole body quivered at this shocking information. He still couldn't believe it. Gabriel noticed Tyler's sudden change and asked, "Is everything okay, Boss?" "It's her," Tyler uttered, still staring at the photo. "Huh?" "She's the one. The same lady from the hotel!" He slammed his hand on his seat and ordered, "Walter's residence. Take us there now!" "Oh... Okay, Sir," The guard behind the wheel responded with a nod, while Gabriel stared at Tyler lost for words. . After leaving the hotel with great difficulty, Sonia arrived at her family's house, feeling so weak while stepping into her home. She thought she could sneak inside and act like she has been at home all night, without anyone knowing she was missing. But fear engulfed Sonia when she saw her family and fiance, Philip, waiting for her. She trembled in her spot, on meeting the raging gaze of her entire family, Philip, and her grandfather, Lewis, the head of the Walters family. "Mom... Dad..." Sonia stammered, trying to compose herself. "Where are you coming from?" Lewis asked in a firm tone. Sonia shivered, lowering her head down. "When I'm talking, you look me straight in the eyes and answer me! Where are you coming from?!" He commanded, causing poor Sonia to tremble again. If words were daggers, Sonia stood a chance of loosing her limbs. She fearfully lifted her head to face her family, "I... I went clubbing." "You went Clubbing?! All night?!" Her mother, Maureen, exclaimed, stepping forward. "Sonia, is this the kind of training we gave to you? You are the daughter of the Walters family! We expect you to portray good morals, not this!" Maureen yelled, with anger pulsating through her veins, her pale white skin soon turned red as she couldn't contain her indignation towards Sonia’s behavior. One could mistake Maureen for a tomato. It's her dream to get her daughter married into the Gil family, in honesty and purity. Assuring their family's name would be lifted, and Lewis would have no choice but to respect her as well. With the heated question falling on her, Sonia managed to speak up, telling her mother part of the truth. "I got drunk and slept at a hotel. I didn't want to leave the club in my state, last night." "Is that so? " Philip's voice came in, gaining Sonia's attention. "You just got drunk and stayed at a hotel like a saint? Then how do you explain this garbage?!" Philip pulled out some photos and tossed it to the ground! The whole family stared down on it and where shocked to see what the pictures contained. These where photos of Sonia, leaning against a man at the bar, from last night! Sonia was in shock when she saw these pictures. She wondered how Philip got them. "This... This can't be happening. How did he..." She trembled, lifting her teary eyes to meet the disgusted stares of her family. They were all in rage, as they slowly picked one photo to another, gazing at their daughter with another man. The one who terrified Sonia more was Lewis. The old man held one of the pictures Sonia was holding Tyler in, and groaned, directing his gaze at her. "Who's he? Is this your lover?!" "Grandpa, no. It's... It's nothing like..." "ON YOUR KNEES, NOW!" He called at the top of his voice, scaring Sonia, who immediately fell on her knees, scared of what would happen to her. Just then, Maureen stormed up to her daughter and landed her a resounding slap on the face. "How could you?! After everything we did for you, you stooped so low, how shameless can you be?!" "Mom, please listen to me. It's not what you think." Sonia sniffed, trying to hold back her tears. "You have brought shame to our family," Her father, Clinton, uttered from beside Lewis, turning his farc away from his daughter. "Who knows how many men she has sold her body to. This is why I said she shouldn't be given the freedom to move around by herself ," her cousin, Reno, scoffed at her, adding more fuel to the fire. Tears filled her eyes disturbing her vision as she stared at the faces of the people she called family, treating her like a slut. No one wanted to listen to her. They all believed the pictures before them. Philip, who started this fire, stood aside, watching how Sonia was being attacked by her family, with a sinister smile creeping across his face. It's all he ever wanted.Philip felt pleased with the event transpiring in front of him. Unknown to the Walters family, the whole incident was part of his conspiracy. It was all his doing. Although there was a change in his scheme. Philip had hired those men to drug and take turns with Sonia, he wanted to film it and send to the Walters family, but it didn't go the way as planned. Sonia managed to escape their hold, ending up in Tyler's arms instead. Even though the stranger who rescued his fiancee wasn't among the men he hired, Philip was still glad that he was a man. As soon as the guys from the bar reached out to him about the situation on ground, he immediately went for the next course of action which was acquiring the surveillance footage from the bar through a bribe, bringing the photos down to Walters's home to ruin his engagement to his fiancee. What more could be expected of a 30 years old bachelor who still lives with his parents and believes marriage is a charade? Disgusting! Philip hated th
As the sleek black car pulled up to the gates of Arthur Palace, Sonia's eyes widened in disbelief. The sprawling villa before her was unlike anything she had ever seen, its grandeur surpassing even the most luxurious homes in Arthurton. "This... this is where you live?" Sonia asked, her voice barely above a whisper. Tyler nodded, a small smile playing on his lips. "Welcome to your new home, Sonia." As they stepped out of the car, Sonia couldn't help but stare at the ornate facade, the perfectly manicured gardens, and the shimmering fountain at the center of the circular driveway. "It's so... grand," she murmured, still in awe. "I thought... I mean, I didn't expect..." Tyler chuckled softly. "You thought I was just some vain man who picked you up at a bar?" Sonia blushed, lowering her eyes. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have assumed..." "No need to apologize," Tyler said gently. "Let's go inside. You must be tired." As they entered the grand foyer, Sonia felt overwhelmed by the opulen
The newlyweds, Tyler and Sonia, arrived at the Walters family home, their happiness quickly overshadowed by the tense atmosphere. Sonia's father, Clinton, stood awkwardly in the corner, his shabby clothes a stark contrast to the opulent surroundings. "Well, look who decided to grace us with his presence," sneered Uncle Richard, one of the Walters family elders. "If it isn't our resident black sheep, Clinton the Pauper." Clinton's face reddened, but he remained silent, used to such treatment. His low status in the family was painfully evident, his influence non-existent despite his connection to the powerful Walters clan. Aunt Lucia chimed in, her voice dripping with false sympathy, "Oh Clinton, dear, do try not to touch anything. We wouldn't want you to break something you can't afford to replace." Laughter rippled through the room, causing Clinton to shrink further into himself. Sonia squeezed Tyler's hand, her heart aching for her father but unsure how to defend him. Suddenly,
Sonia sat at her desk, her shoulders slumped in defeat. The prospect of negotiating with the Yale Group, a multinational corporation known for its cutthroat business practices, seemed insurmountable. She buried her face in her hands, trying to muster the courage she knew she needed. Tyler, noticing her distress, approached quietly. "Sonia," he said gently, "what's troubling you?" She looked up, her eyes betraying her lack of confidence. "This deal with the Yale Group... I don't know if I can do it, Tyler. They're so big, so powerful. What chance do I have?" Tyler's eyes softened with understanding. He placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder. "Don't lose heart, Sonia. We can do this together. I believe in you." His words seemed to ignite a small spark within her. Sonia straightened slightly, a glimmer of hope crossing her features. "Wait," she said, her voice gaining strength. "I just remembered something. My old high school classmate... she works at the Yale Group now!" Tyler's
The Gil family’s grand villa buzzed with chatter, laughter, and the clink of glasses. Don Gil, the head of the most powerful of the four major families, was at the center of it all, a sly smile on his face as he soaked in the attention. He enjoyed the power, the groveling, the endless string of guests bringing gifts to win his favor. Even Lewis Walters had arrived, carrying the weight of his family’s regret. “Don,” Lewis said, forcing a smile as he offered a hand, “I hope we can set aside past differences. The Walters family truly wishes to mend the relationship.” Don raised a brow, his lips curling into a sneer.“Apologies, Lewis? Words are cheap. I’ll believe it when I see action.” Lewis nodded, swallowing his pride. He knew the danger of being on Don’s bad side, but tonight, the danger was about to come from an entirely different direction. Outside the villa, Tyler stood with Gabriel by his side, their faces hidden behind dark masks. The massive coffin Gabriel carried on his sho
The Arthur family cemetery was eerily quiet, the only sound being the soft rustle of leaves in the cool night breeze. Tyler stood before his grandfather's grave, his expression unreadable. At his feet lay the severed head of Don Gil, eyes staring lifelessly at the ground. Tyler bent down, placing the head gently on the grave. “Grandfather, I have avenged you,” Tyler murmured, his voice carrying through the stillness of the night. “Don Gil is dead, but my work isn’t done. I’ll retrieve the family heirloom and restore the honor they stole from us. I promise you.” He bowed his head for a moment, taking a deep breath to steady himself. The memories of the massacre haunted him, fueling his determination. As he straightened up, his eyes blazed with resolve. He turned away from the grave and walked briskly toward the cemetery gates, disappearing into the darkness. Meanwhile, at the Gil family villa, chaos and despair hung heavy in the air. The grand hall, once a place of opulence and pow
The morning sun barely peeked through the curtains when Tyler's phone rang. Sonia's excited voice came through the speaker. "Tyler! You won't believe it. My high school reunion - it worked! I think we might have a real shot at this partnership!" Tyler smiled, genuinely pleased for her. "That's fantastic news, Sonia. Would you like me to come pick you up? We can head to the Emperor Group together." "That would be wonderful. Thank you, Tyler." A short while later, Gabriel was navigating the morning traffic as Tyler and Sonia sat in the back of the car. Sonia's brow furrowed as she scrolled through her phone. "Oh no, did you hear about Don Gil? He passed away last night." Tyler kept his expression neutral. "I hadn't heard. What happened?" "The details are vague. Some kind of accident at a family gathering. It's terrible - the Gil family is so influential." "Indeed they are," Tyler replied carefully. "But let's focus on your good news. Tell me more about this potential partnership.
The bright lights emanating from the golden chandelier complimented the restaurant perfectly, the luxurious atmosphere was a sight to marvel at. “This place is so gorgeous, how did Lucia discover a place like this”. Sonia spoke in awe. “You must be Sonia Walter, I'm Jude, managing director of Yale group”. He spoke in a soft tone holding his hand out. His aura was one which commanded respect yet gentle. “Oh yes, I am and this is Tyler. He's my—” Sonia got interrupted by Tyler's phone ringing. “I should take this, I'll be back”. He spoke striding out of the restaurant. “This way”. Jude gestured. Sonia saw the familiar faces of Richard and Lucia. “Hi Sonia”. Lucia spoke in a very excited tone. Jude excused himself while the three of them began to chatter away. Richard stood in front of Sonia with a smug grin, his arms crossed, clearly trying to intimidate her. Lucia, his partner in crime, stood beside him, her eyes gleaming with greed. It wasn’t the first time they had tried to ma