"Enough with the joke trash. What the hell are you doing here? Who let you in?" Drake asked bitterly.
"I just told you, this is my company." Adam gestured. "You?" Drake pointed at his clothes, it was a rag compared to what Drake was wearing. Even if Adam looked good facially, his clothes were still shabby. How dare he brag about being the owner of Bulgart Industry? Drake went hot red, "How dare you make such claims, I will report you to the authorities for false claims. We all know this industry belongs to Mr. Manchester, you'll be sorry when he finds out you're impersonating him, he's a war General you trash!" "Go ahead then, I can't keep explaining this to you. And by the way, what are you two doing here?" Adam asked. Drake laughed, "is that supposed to be a joke? Of course we came to see Mr. White, my family was selected as one of the contractors. And I'm going to help my future wife, Racheal, bag a contract too." He then wrapped his hands around her waist again. Racheal was feeling uncomfortable but she had to endure as long as it'll push Adam away. "Future wife? So it means you two aren't even married yet?" Adam scoffed. He couldn't believe he went through so much drama because of Drake and he couldn't even marry Racheal. "What do you mean asshole? We're going to get married!" Drake flared in anger. "You're so stupid Drake. Isn't it obvious that Racheal is just using you? I doubt she truly loves you." Adam taunted. They weren't far from the gate, so everyone outside could hear their conversation. Racheal felt embarrassed when all eyes were shot at her, she wouldn't want anyone to think she indeed used Drake, during her birthday party, rumors had already spread that she was dating Drake and she wanted it to remain that way, until she achieved what she wanted completely. "Don't listen to him, Drake, you know he's a liar." "I believe you babe. I know you love me." Drake quickly shrugged the thought of Racheal using him off his head. "After all your efforts to kick me out of your life, how's that working out for you. You went as far as sending me to prison. I expect you to be married to Drake by now, I mean isn't he the reason we got divorced in the first place?" Adam continued to fuel the conversation with pressure. Racheal felt attacked, Adam was speaking facts, she only used Drake to kick him out, she doesn't really love Drake. "Poor Drake, I'm sure you haven't even kissed my ex wife." "Shut up you trash! Or I'll send you back to where you came from!" Drake was vibrating in rage, he was going to tear Adam apart, but again Adam was speaking facts. He hasn't even kissed Racheal, she kept turning him down after she divorced Adam. "You talk a lot for a man, Drake. you're pathetic!"Hello readers, thanks for reading this far. I'll appreciate a review as it will be a form of encouragement to the author. And be assured I'll give you quality chapters. Thanks
The crowd outside the gate was restless, their eyes glued to the scene unfolding inside, eager for more drama. "Isn’t that the Odias’ disgrace of a son-in-law?" "Yeah, I heard he went to prison for trying to assault his sister-in-law." "What’s that ex-convict doing here?" "Probably came to cause trouble. Those kinds never change." "Look at him standing there—he thinks he can do anything?" Adam could hear every word, each insult cutting into him like a razor. His fists clenched so tightly that his knuckles cracked. The crowd’s sneers were nothing new, but the shame burned all the same. "Why are you here, Adam?" Racheal hissed, her eyes sharp and unforgiving. "What do you want from us?" Adam’s expression darkened. "I've already told you. this is my company." "You’ve got some nerve showing your face here after everything," Drake sneered, stepping forward. "If you know what’s good for you, you’ll leave before things get ugly." Adam’s gaze flicked to Drake, unbothered by
Mr. White bowed with his head low on Adam's feet. Everyone was frozen, what the hell was going on? Was Mr. White high on whiskey? "What's wrong with you, Mr. White? He's an imposter!" Drake was disgusted by Mr. White's behavior. "Shut up you imbecile!" Mr. White shot a deadly glance at Drake. Racheal was dumbstruck, doesn't Mr. White knows that Adam was their trash son-in-law? How can he bow to him? What's going on? Mr. White remained on the ground with his head low, waiting for Adam's permission to get up. "Mr. White, is this how you treat your guests? By sending your friend's son to insult me in public? To the extent he even attacked me? You know the offense that comes with that don't you?" Adam's face darkened. Mr. White was trembling with fear, the offense for attacking the supreme General is death, he was praying for time to reverse back so he could stop Drake from coming to his company, he's ruined now. With just a fingertip, Mr. Manchester could destroy his entire lineage.
Mr. White was still on the ground, bowing to Adam, he dared not stand up without his permission. "It's just been a day since I made you the contract manager, and you've already given out a slot without my permission. You're not trustworthy Mr. White." "I'm sorry Mr. Manchester, please don't punish me, I will terminate the contract with them." "No need for that, I was going to give them a slot anyways, it's like you read my mind." Adam smirked. "You were?" Mr. White was shocked. "Yes, you can get up now." Adam instructed. Mr. White dusted himself. "So have you forgiven me?" "For now, you're still useful so I'm going to let you live." Mr. White was relieved. "I'm going to destroy the Penthouse, and for the remaining two slots, I'm going to tell you who to give it to." Adam said before leaving, he had other things to take care of before focusing on his revenge. He had to properly bury his mother and let her soul rest in peace. Adam brought out his phone and called Stacey. “Hel
The landlord was frozen in shock, he knew for sure the apartment wasn't worth close to ten million. At best it's $500k. In less than thirty minutes Adam signed some papers as the new owner of the apartment. He instantly called some construction engineers to build a grave inside of the house and renovate the house, securing it with an iron gate and fence. It was supposed to take more than a day, but Adam ordered triple times the number of workers to make everything done before the night falls. After they finished, Adam and his men, along with Stacey, stood around the grave, dressed in black. The night was cold and quiet, just the way Adam wanted—no witnesses, no questions. The candles flickered in the breeze, their small flames dancing against the night sky. Adam stood stiffly at the edge of the grave, his fists clenched at his sides. His black shirt clung to his skin, damp from sweat, though the air was cool. The others stood silently around him, their faces drawn, their eyes
Racheal's statement made everyone think she had gone crazy. “What are you saying Racheal? Have you been drinking too much whiskey? Did you go partying last night?” Monica asked with a serious face. "Adam is a nobody, how can Mr. White bow to him?" Mr. Luther raised a brow. "I'm telling you what I saw with my own two eyes, father." "That bastard, I'm sure he had blackmailed Mr. White, he's an ex-convict anything is possible." Monica scorned. "That's exactly what Drake said." "Oh, poor Drake, is he alright?" Monica said with a soft voice. "Not really, his family was already given the contract, and he went to sign the agreement papers. But after his encounter with Adam, he lost the deal, and Mr. White also hit him in the face." "Oh my God, this trash had come to us with his bad luck again, how did he even escape from prison? What do we do?"Monica said worriedly. "I'll call Philip right away, he will explain what the hell is going on and why Adam isn't rotting in jail!" Mr. Luther
The Penthouse family is known for its discipline when a younger person insults the elder. Williams might be just a butler, but he had served their family for 40 years, he's part of their family and they guards respected him equally. Drake was taken to the Penthouse Mansion, the guards tied his hands behind so he wouldn't be able to escape. They entered the mansion and the entire family was waiting for them. Mr. Penthouse, the patriarch of the family, his face darkened with uncontaminated rage. Right after they entered the Mansion, the guards untied Drake, he saw the look in his father's eyes and trembled backwards. "Father —" he stammered. Mr. Penthouse didn't say anything, he stood up from the chair and walked up to Drake, with all his might fueled up with his anger he smacked Drake's face hard. The latter crashed on the floor. "Bring him up!" Mr. Penthouse thundered, the guards raised Drake up again. Mr. Penthouse struck his face again. "Please take it easy on him." Elena Dra
The air was thick with anticipation as they all read the email together. "I'm willing to forgive you for the humiliation your son caused me. But for that I'll want you and your entire family to apologize to me publicly, through a broadcast and maybe I can give you back the contract. Or else consider yourself my enemy! And you know what that means. I'll come to your house in the next two hours, arrange the broadcast."The message struck their hearts with terror, but also was a glimpse of hope, at least Mr. Manchester was willing to forgive them, they still have a chance.“This is a huge request, we can't afford such humiliation upon our Family.” Elena said in disagreement."What do we do father?" Jerry asked. Everyone looked at Mr. Penthouse he has the final say."There's nothing else to do. Everyone get ready, we only have two hours to arrange ourselves. Mr. Manchester will be here soon. And Jerry, call as many broadcasters as you can." Mr. Penthouse ordered, his hands shaking.Drake
The Penthouse family had all prepared themselves, they all waited outside with seven broadcasters ready to go live, the News were already out as Mr. Manchester had instructed them to make it public.The family were embarrassed, this was the biggest form of embarrassment in their lives, but they didn't think of it much, since they were apologizing to Mr. Manchester and not some commoner, it was rather seen as an honor.A taxi stopped right at their mansion, immediately the broadcast started with thousands of viewers already. The Penthouses were a little confused, they expected an entourage escorting Mr. Manchester to their mansion.Suddenly the driver's seat of the taxi opened as Adam stepped out.Everyone's faces were flushed with anger and confusion."You?" "Good you all keep to the time." Adam smiled faintly."What are you doing here!?" Drake asked bitterly."What else, I came for the apology."The viewers had skyrocketed to a million, after hearing the Heir of the Penthouse insult