Mr Richard was astounded by the scene infront of him. Did that useless piece of trash just kick one of the famous goons in Los Angeles?Scar,as nicknamed by others was one among the most feared goons around Los Angeles.He would be hired by prominent casinos, clubs and even companies to offer protection.Seeing him lying down unconscious from just one attack from the weak looking bastard of the Carter family really suprised him.When the other burly men saw what happened to their leader, they became rather scared of the terrifying man standing before them.Tyson was now exuding a domineering Aura, an air that spelt trouble.Looking at him, the guards were no longer seeing a weakling, but a grim reaper ready to declare their fate.They were here at the company under the Instruction of their leader scar to offer protection to the brilliance Corp and in exchange, they could earn a few bucks.Looking at the situation, their reward was no longer going to be dollars but a tour to hell.They
" You should stop that, it's not like I bite. That is unless you get on my wrong side." Tyson said, eyeing the man sitting on the chair across him.After leaving the general manager with Instructions of get rid of Mr Richard, he walked straight to the general manager's office.Dean smiled nervously, he was really scared of the man sitting on the chair like a king." Mr chairman, my apologies for not receiving you earlier." Dean finally managed to say.Although scared, he knew that the man before him would not do anything to him, at least for now." It's no problem, I didn't want anybody knowing my presence here, too bad some flies decided to ooze around." Actually Tyson had intended to arrive unannounced so that he could inspect the matters in the company before deciding on what next.What he didn't expect was that a lackey would recognize him and try making things hard for him.With the death of Mr Richard, he hoped the Carter's would get a clear message and stay away from him.They
" Yeah.. a job." Tyson uttered awkwardly. How else could he explain why he was here in the company in the First place?With his reputation as the useless leech of the family, who would believe her if he said that he was here to check on the operations of the company as the new chairman?Anybody who knew him from five years ago would snort at his derision.Tyson was also not interested in giving out that information.He prefered life in the shadows.The limelight was never his place, even when he served in the military for five years.Patricia could hear how unconvincing her brother-in-law's answer was but she chose not to think over the matter.As long as Tyson was willing to make amends and help her sister, she had no problem with him.She never believed in Money bringing happiness and loathed her mother's extreme greed for money.Every month, her sister Samantha would give her mother almost all her salary and be left with enough to run her for the month.Although she earned some good
" Are you challenging me?" John Warren roared, the veins on his face popping one after the other.He could tolerate it if someone like Samantha challenged him, afterall it was him who was trying to woo her.What he couldn't stand seeing as someone like Tyson,a live-in son-in-law blatantly challenging him and disrespecting him.He was so angry that he almost spit out blood." So what if I am?" Tyson questioned, raising his brows at the lecherous Man.He was doing it on purpose, provoking John.Tyson was not afraid of Tyson, afterall the Warren family, a second tier family in Los Angeles was nothing to him.He could squash the whole family and trample on them like ants.Since his effort to ignore the man earlier and mind his business was unfruitful thanks to the man's interference, he might as well deal with the bug before it starts sucking his blood." You punk!" John hollered furiously, throwing his fist at Tyson which was clutched seconds before it could hit Tyson's face.The dark ex
When Tyson decided to go back to LA, he knew he had to confront some ghosts and set things right but he didn't think that it would be quick. He wanted to take his time and watch people make fools of themselves before they got to know who he was. But now, by the way things were going, he had to expediate his plans. What with that fool John Warren wanting to lay his hands on Samantha and not talking about the damned Lewis family? Whenever he thought of how they treated Sam despite the fact that she was the most learned of them all and the most hardworking, he felt his blood boil. He knew that the reason why they treated her like dirt was because she married him and refused to get a divorce. He actually couldn't understand what they wanted. They forced him into her life by drugging the two of them, the reason why the two were forced to get married so as not to ' tarnish' the good name of the Lewis family.He swore that one day, he would make them crawl at her feet. He would make sure t
The following day was a weekend and though Tyson wanted to take his family out, Samantha wanted to stay at home and work on her proposal. The Lewis family had officially entered the bid for Sarit Business Park and since Samantha, with Tyson's help, had been allowed by her grandfather to participate, she had to come up with a good proposal to impress the people in charge. However, Samantha knew that the condition will be rife. She knew that her cousin, Brian Lewis, was a competitive man and he would go to any lengths to win the bid. He was the next in line as the Lewis' family helmsman and winning meant everything to him. But Tyson had assured her that she had a chance and that was why she was sitting at home, alone, on a weekend, working on a proposal. Her mother and her sister had gone out to Regal Estate to check out the house the Turner heir had gifted to her. Since those betrothal gifts had been brought and they all naturally assumed that they were for Patricia, Samantha had n
"Samantha? Do.... Oh, you are here. What are you doing here?" Susan burst in and started talking and the last question was to Tyson. "Mother, not now. Tara is here," Sam said trying to defend this husband she hated and loved at the same time. "Grandma, are you okay? Know what Tara heard, a grumpy grandma will grow old quickly and Tara wants you to always remain beautiful," Tara said as she ran to her grandmother's embrace. "Grandma is fine darling. Come here, such a sweet mouth you have for a little girl your age." she said as She held Tara while shooting daggerish stares at Tyson. "Samantha, we need to talk," Susan said and Samantha rose from the seat where she had been writing her business proposal. Susan put Tara down and walked out with Sam in tow while party, who had been quiet since they walked in observing the scene before her, remained behind. "Tara, baby, can you get aunty a bottle of water from the fridge please? I'm parched," she said dramatically to Tara who skippe
Tyson was driving with a smile on his way back. Samantha had taken the news that he was rich by association to the Carter family pretty well. She had even refused to move into their new mansion in Regal Estate unless Tyson was up to it. He knew that he was making headway with her and lifted his spirits in more ways than most could tell. He had discovered that there was a black van that had been following him for a while. Since he left his in laws house, the car had been on his tail and he didn't have to wonder who it was. Since he returned, he had made a few enemies not by his own will but by their folly. The latest one was John Warren and he knew that the man lacked patience. He knew without asking that many were envious that Samantha married a "no one" like him. He knew that John Warren would prefer him dead so that Samantha would have no choice than to marry him, John, once her husband, Tyson, was out if the way. He didn't want to alert them of his knowledge that he already knew