A young redhead woman walked hand in hand with Ansel.
They were currently in a five star suite and after spotting the redhead with Ansel they didn't bother to stop the two of them from gaining entry. She was looking high-class, sophisticated and beautiful but they couldn't say the same for Ansel, who looked like he had been picked up from the streets. Samantha and Ansel arrived at the top room, she swiped her card swiftly and the door opened with a beeping sound. Since Ansel had stopped her from getting an apartment for him, she had no choice but to bring him to her room instead. Though the thought of staying with someone as great as Ansel brought butterflies to her stomach, she found it hard to not express her excitement. "Please make yourself comfortable, Young master." Samantha said with a polite smile on her face. She gave him a little tour of the exquisite spacious room and they soon sat down to discuss. Samantha was his new secretary. After taking over J Luther's company, his grandfather had sent Samantha over and if he was being honest then he would acknowledge that she had been doing a good job. She was smart, beautiful and reliable. Ansel wasn't blind to see her beauty. "Whiskey or Brandy?" She didn't know his preferences and feared that he would think of her as cheap so she asked to be sure. Ansel nodded his head and replied casually. "Bring me anything that's good" Hearing his response, she immediately ordered a fine glass of Brandy over the phone. It didn't take them long to arrive and the workers placed them in front of Ansel. Noticing how Samantha was behaving to Ansel, they wondered who he was or perhaps he was one of those heirs that always hid their true identity. Ansel brought the wine to his lips, his tongue relishing the taste. It didn't take long for him to get straight to the point, the only reason why he was here and also agreed to stay with Samantha in the suite was because he wanted to get all the information from her in person. Luckily, the suite was quite spacious and they wouldn't have to share a room. They could go on their daily business without having to run into each other. "Let me see the CCTV footage" Ansel ordered, his hands holding the glass firmly as he stared at Samantha intently. Samantha got lost in his eyes for a second, she quickly composed herself and turned on her laptop in order to show him the recent video of the happenings in J Luther's company. Ansel watched the video with a straight face, his jaw clenched, recognizing the man to be no other than Kelvin, Clara's lover and the CEO of G company. "Young master, I also found out that they run a secret organization in the underground world while selling cocaine but they use the business as a back-up. Lately, they got into a fight with the top dog himself and since then, the business hasn't been doing well, especially because they have no money to back it up financially. Their company is on the verge of breaking down." Samantha explained, her voice dripping with professionalism. She noticed how his expression didn't change even as she explained, he sure resembled his grandfather. After working with grandfather for three years, she could almost tell that the two were alike in a lot of ways. Ansel would make a great leader and come to think of it, he was even more handsome in person. He dropped the glass on the table which made a clicking sound before leaning back on the sofa. Lost in thought, Who would have guessed that Kelvin could do this much and then pretend to be a hero in the eyes of the public. He needed no one to tell him that Kelvin was using Clara to gain wealth. Though she was blind to see it, afterall greediness had blinded her eyes and she couldn't see the truth. "Did he have any prior relationship before meeting Clara?" Ansel asked, his mind racing with several thoughts. "Yes Young master, he has dated multiple women. And I also found out that he is currently in a relationship with a woman from overseas." Ansel nodded his head. Wasn't it obvious that he was a good-for-nothing playboy? "And he has come to beg my company to invest in his dirty business." Ansel said as a matter of fact and she nodded her head. "That is why I phoned you as fast as I could, he isn't up to no good. It's a good thing that your identity still remains a secret. I will do my best to handle this." There was a moment of silence and Samantha opened her mouth to speak again but Ansel beat her to it. "Invest ten million dollars in his company, if he needs more, give him. " Her skin went immediately pale due to shock and she struggled to find her words. Was her Boss telling her to invest in a company where the owner was involved in an Illegal business? "Yes...yes Sir" Samantha said with a shaky voice, she had no say in this, Ansel was her boss and she couldn't defy his orders. "And what's with the news that keeps popping up on your phone" Ansel raised his brow, he had tried ignoring it but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't help but notice. Samantha shivered slightly, wondering if she should tell her boss or not. He had just gotten through a divorce and she didn't know if this would be good news or bad. "Kelvin and Clara are getting married next week." Samantha said in a whisper. Ansel grinned evilly, though people might think it was bad news but it was more than good news to him. "Invest as much money as you can in G's company. Invest enough to make me a shareholder." Ansel said in a cold tone. "Also find me enough evidence for all his illegal activities. He needs to have a taste of anguish."Samantha knew that whatever he was planning to do would be good, afterall he was the boss. She bowed with curtsy and stood up to leave, seeing no need to stay again. Besides, she was starting to feel incredibly hot under Ansel's gaze. "Also make an announcement that we will be seeking corporations with other companies. A party will be held next month to discuss the top companies and business matters." Ansel said, his gaze suddenly fell on his torn pants and shirt. Judging from his surroundings and the expensive suite, it would be a shame to be seen wearing a cloth like this. He at least needed one or two clothes since he would be spending some time in the suite. "Send some clothes also, I need to change into something different." "Mr Ansel, I have already prepared your outfits for you even before you came, you can find them on the right side of the wardrobe." Samantha felt like a pervert at that point of time. She had instructed them to place it in a different room but tho
Ansel arrived in Colossia Ontera, at exactly 11 am in the morning. A car had been arranged to drop him off. He got out of the car and walked towards the strangely looking mansion. Although this was his first time in the city, Kian remained unfazed by the beauty of architecture including the massive mansion standing before him. Its walls were designed with ancient symbols and strange markings. Despite its extravagant design, Kian was well-acquainted with the opulent lifestyle of Colossia city, where most houses had similar elegance. The Luther's mansion was twice the size of Mr Kian's mansion and so he wasn't surprised to see that Colossia city was just as it looked like in the magazines. As he approached the entrance of the mansion, he couldn't help but feel a sense of familiarity with the luxury that surrounded him. Ansel headed into the living room, the guards leading the way. They arrived in a beautifully decorated living room with fine paintings on the wall. The guard
"My grandfather is clearly in need of water. What the hell are you talking about? Let go of my hand!" Thora said with gritted teeth, her eyes flashing with anger. She yanked her hand away and ran to get a glass of water. Soon she returned, ignoring Ansel's gaze as she handed her grandfather the glass of water. "It's...it's okay Thora, I think I inhaled my tobacco too deeply. I'm fine, you both should get back to your seats. Don't worry about me." After drinking the water, his vision returned back to normal and he found his voice again. Thora stared daggers at Ansel, with a look that said- I told you so. Meanwhile, Ansel was lost in thoughts , he couldn't take his eyes off Mr Kian. If he couldn't see it clearly before then he could see it now. Grandfather Kian's health was deteriorating rapidly and if they didn't do a thing about it now then it could lead to something serious. Reluctantly, Ansel walked back to take a seat, his mind racing with all possibilities. "I'm glad you
The day of the wedding celebration arrived and Ansel was seen walking into the hall.Gasps and whispers filled the room as they noticed no one other than Ansel.Many wondered what he was doing at his ex-wife's wedding.Shouldn't he be finding himself a job or getting something to do with his life?Clara and Kelvin were the most surprised, they stared at him as if- given the chance to shoot him then they would."What is this dimwit doing on the day I ought to be happy?" Clara said with gritted teeth while plastering a fake smile on her face.To the public, she appeared like she didn't even notice he was around, but the truth was that her blood boiled with anger as she saw him take a seat in the corner."He must have come to beg us. Take a look at him, what else could he be here for?" Kelvin said as a matter of fact.It was time to walk to the altar and so Kelvin held Clara's hand in his, squeezing it gently with affection.They walked slowly and everyone envied their love, thinking tha
As the audience erupted in thunderous applause, Clara allowed a smirk of triumph to spread across her features. The corners of her mouth turned up slightly, a self-satisfied smirk gracing her features. Clara took a step forward, her mischievous grin widening as her gaze fell upon Ansel. She leaned in, bringing her face inches from Kelvin’s. With a sly wink, she turned her focus back to Ansel, a wicked glint in her eyes as she watched him clap along with the rest of the audience. After successfully talking down on him and making him take the blame, she had expected him to hide his head in shame, but surprisingly, he wasn't doing that.Her lips curved downward a little as she saw him wink back at her, his eyes flashing with mischief.Clara wasn't expecting him to be this calm after all she had said. No matter what she did, her ex-husband didn't seem to give her the satisfaction that she wanted."Ahem" Clara heard Ansel clear his throat, his hands up in the air, as if trying to calm t
Ansel's grin was more of a smirk, his hazel eyes glistening with mischief. His voice had a husky quality as he offered up the gift box, his words challenging. "This is my little gift to you," he said, chuckling. "Open it, if you think you can handle it." His jaw was set, the muscles of his arm tense as he held the box steady.Clara gave him a suspicious look, she was a little reluctant at first but she soon accepted it, thinking to herself that he must be playing some kind of games with them.Her hands skillfully unlocked the little box and a little red button came into view.Clara’s grip on the gift box relaxed, releasing a breath that she hadn’t even realized she’d been holding. Her chest rose and fell with the slow, steady rhythm of her breathing. She turned to Ansel with a mix of dissatisfaction and disgust showing on her face."I always knew you had no usefulness." Clara was about to throw the red button on the ground when she felt him hold her wrist with a tight grip.Kelvin,
"Who are these men?""I think they are the police ""What is the problem again?"The guest whispered amongst themselves, eyeing the men as they walked past.It took them only a split second to realize who the leader was—none other than Captain Samuel Graham. Their facial expressions mixed with shock and surprise as their eyes widened with recognition. Graham’s presence was totally unexpected. It was an unanticipated development that left them uncertain of what was to come.Captain Samuel Graham was known for his discretion and his judicious use of his authority, only making appearances when the situation warranted it. Kelvin's face lit up as he saw the officers, thinking that one of the guests must have reported Ansel to the police.He knew who Samuel Graham was, who wouldn't know him?Samuel was very popular and even a child would recognize him at first glance.Kelvin knew that it was time to teach Ansel a lesson. He patted Clara on her shoulder and then walked to meet the officers
Clara's voice caught in her throat as she watched, helpless, as the policemen tightened their grip on Kelvin, who thrashed and struggled against their hold. "Wait, please!" she pleaded, her words filled with disbelief. "This is just a misunderstanding. I'm sure of it!" she stammered, her breath catching as the scene before her unfolded in slow motion. As Clara saw them take Kelvin away, the pain was too much to bear. Tears began to flow down her cheeks as she watched her husband being dragged away. She couldn't believe it, and it felt like her world was falling apart.Getting back her senses, she ran to Captain Samuel's side and fell down on her knees.She couldn't afford to face this shame, especially not in front of Ansel."Please don't do this to me. I just got married to the man of my dreams. You can't take him away from me so soon." Her hands clutched her cheeks as she wailed like a child.Samuel stopped himself from kicking the blonde haired woman away, he realized that she wa