Commander Lee and Bryan left in the helicopter, leaving Mr. Ferdinand and his son behind with their useless gang. Soon, their names wouldn’t be listed among the city's wealthiest—it would be the exact opposite. After Commander Lee arrived at his house with Bryan, he led him inside so they could tal
Bryan was confused as Mrs. James stood firm, insisting he wasn’t worthy to enter the room since he hadn’t paid for anything. Frustrated, Bryan excused himself and called Liana. “Sir, I’ve made the payment. Let me send you the receipt,” Liana said before forwarding it to him. Bryan, now fuming, s
Bryan’s face tightened at Diana’s heartbreaking words. Before he could respond, the arrogant girl turned to her mother, her voice dripping with mockery. “Mom, that’s her dad. He’s just surviving off the extended family!” The mother’s smirk widened. Crossing her arms, she glared at Bryan. “Well, is
Bryan was stunned by Amelia’s speculations. The weight of guilt settled over him—perhaps he had pushed her too hard in his quest for revenge. He turned to the doctor, telling him, “I’ll cover the expenses, but don’t tell her it was me. Just say someone helped.” The doctor nodded. “Of course. She’l
Liana anticipated who they are would call, and Bryan was waiting for his burner phone rang, but none of them came. Dylan's phone rang, and rang but no one came in. Vivienne scoffed and assured him, "I am sure he would pick, he is just busy right now". Dylan smiled and tried it again, this time, h
Dylan and Vivienne were lost, unsure of what to do, and finally dropped to their knees in front of Liana. "Please! Someone impersonated your boss and scammed us. You have to help us find him!" Dylan pleaded desperately, his voice filled with urgency. Liana crossed her arms, a mocking smile playi
Cory caught up with Bryan, stepping in front of him with a smug grin, blocking his path. "You're walking away now? Guess that’s what poor people do when they can't handle the truth," Cory mocked, his voice dripping with condescension. A man that was acting cool some moments ago, he was just pretendi
Amelia went to meet the receptionist to investigate who had paid her hospital fees. Someone had recently sent her money, and she was convinced it was the same person. She asked the receptionist if any high-profile or wealthy individuals had visited the hospital. “Oh yeah, the president of the Ornat
Bryan chuckled. "Yesterday, Mr. Gabes, you were bragging and acting all high and mighty. So tell me—why the trembling now?". Mr. Gabes’s voice crackled with anger and frustration. "Do you even understand how much I have lost today?! Hundreds of millions gone in an instant! And that stunt you pulled
The next morning, Bryan woke up early to the sound of birds chirping outside his window. The sunlight streamed through the curtains, bathing the room in a warm glow. Ava stirred beside him, rubbing her eyes sleepily. Bryan reached for the remote control and turned on the television, flipping to th
Bryan then said, "I will make sure you kneel in front of me and Ava to ask for forgiveness, Mr. Gabes." Mr. Gabes chuckled darkly, a mocking glint in his eyes. "You can try, Bryan. But you will fail. And to prove my sincerity, I have come here with an offer for the family. I will sponsor you all,
Mr. Thonks gulped as he sighed and hesitated. he knew he had to tell him. "The person behind this... it's the Bender Nations," he finally said, his voice low. Bryan frowned, Wheatley had mentioned them to him. "The Bender Nations? I've heard of them, but I was told they were small, insignifican
Bryan coldly asked, "You’re really the one behind all this, Wheatley? Why?". Wheatley scoffed, his smirk never faltering. "You have always been slow to see the truth, Bryan. You became the lord of the Nearl family, you just popped out of no where and become the leader!". Bryan frowned, his tone fi
Bryan froze, the name hanging in the air like a dark cloud. "Wheatley?" he repeated. "You are telling me my own brother is behind all of this?" Amelia leaned back, her expression calm but her eyes glinting with sharp intelligence. "Yes, Bryan. Since I dated him, I noticed he always had these shady
The man leaned back in his chair, victorious, flashing a smug smile at Bryan. "You see? This is what happens when you cross someone like me. You should’ve stayed in your lane," he said, his voice dripping with condescension. He waved dismissively at Bryan, like one would a fly. Bryan didn’t flinch.
Bryan’s gaze shifted sharply toward the source of the voice. A tall, striking man approached the table. Dressed in an impeccably tailored shirt, his polished shoes clicked softly against the floor. His jawline was sharp, his skin flawless, and his charming smile made him more handsome as his eyes li
Bryan scoffed at Dylan's words, his icy glare sweeping across the room. "We shall see," he said coldly before walking out. Once outside, Bryan took a deep breath, pulling his phone from his pocket. He dialled Liana's number, his voice sharp and commanding when she picked up. "Have we found any