Ava’s eyes gleamed with admiration as she looked at Bryan. “How did you even manage to convince Firelord? He’s notorious!". Bryan leaned in closer, his voice low but full of confidence. “I told you, Ava. There’s nothing I can’t do when it comes to you.” He winked, his smirk deepening. She laughe
At the House of the Minister of Defence Francis arrived home and was slightly unsettled by the unusual activity. The household staff was bustling about, arranging the grand dining room, clearing out unnecessary items, and meticulously preparing a lavish dinner setup. The air was charged with antic
Francis, misinterpreting the guard's exclamation, straightened his posture, his arrogance flaring, and was getting more angry. "Ah, the VIP has arrived! Father made it clear that we must treat this person with the utmost respect. Lead me to them at once!" he commanded, his tone self-important. The
Bryan stood, his smirk deepening as he looked down at Francis. "i accept your forgiveness, but not just like that,” he began, “You disrespected me, my wife, and your own father’s authority. You must learn a lesson—one you will never forget.” Francis, still kneeling, paled visibly. “Please,. Bryan,
Ava frowned deeply, her heart racing as she processed Owen’s words. “What do you mean it is in my hand” she asked. Owen’s grin widened, his calm demeanour laced with malice. “look, you are going to do exactly what i ask. or else, your daughter will suffer from it. I have connections… horrible peop
Owen smirked, his shirtless chest hovering over Ava as he climbed onto the sofa. on her, “Let’s get started, sweetheart,” he sneered. Ava turned her head away, her stomach churning with revulsion. She tried to push him off, but he grabbed her wrists in a vice-like grip . “Don’t fight it,,” he warn
Owen frowned through the searing pain, still writhing on the ground. Despite his bloodied and mangled hands, he forced a grin, his voice strained but laced with defiance. "There's no way you can overcome my men. My empire is invincible.". he was living in delusion. The door opened abruptly, and
The crowd was thrown into chaos as Mr. Tom barked orders at his subordinates. "Locate the sniper! I want him alive!" he shouted, his voice cutting through the tension. Armed men fanned out, scouring the area for any signs of the shooter. Ava stood frozen, her arms still protectively wrapped arou
Later that day, in the evening. Diana was in the store, her eyes lighting up as she browsed through the Christmas toys. She was determined to find the perfect gift for the upcoming holiday. Bryan had reluctantly accompanied her, though he had wandered off to another section of the store. As Dian
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