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
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
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 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
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
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, insignificant
Bryan was slicing fruit for his mother-in-law when his phone rang. He looked around to make sure there’s no one close to him before picking it up. “Liana. I remember I’ve told you not to contact me unless it's necessary." He lowered his voice and said a bit harshly. "Sorry, Mr. Bryan. But congratu
Bryan beamed with joy, smile appeared on his face as Amelia's appreciation replayed in his mind.He never doubted that the man his wife referred to was not him.As he cleaned up the room, he hummed and thought to himself, “I know I made a good decision marrying Amelia and supporting her career.”Aft
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, insignificant
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
Bryan arrived at the construction site, greeted by the chaotic scene of flashing cameras, murmuring reporters. The area was cordoned off, with police cars parked strategically and officers keeping the crowd at bay. The chief of police immediately noticed him, straightening and saluting as Bryan
Ava’s sobs filled the room as she buried her face in her hands, her shoulders shaking uncontrollably. Bryan knelt in front of her, his hands resting gently on her arms. “Ava,” he said softly, his voice steady and reassuring. “Listen to me. I will go to the construction site and see what’s going on.
When Bryan reached home, the tension in the air was palpable. As soon as he stepped through the door, he found Ava pacing back and forth in the living room. The moment she saw him, she rushed over, her face etched with worry. “What did my grandfather say?” Ava asked, her voice trembling. “Bryan, t