“Legal cases? I don't have any legal cases, which… which legal cases are we talking about?”Tudor asked with a shaking voice, as the feeling of dread returned to his chest once again, at the place which had become its usual spot by now.Because finally, he was beginning to realize the truth that everyone else already knew: if whatever Noah had said would come true, his career was really going to end right there and then.Whether anyone else knew it or not, Tudor himself was aware that he had done so many things which could cause him to land behind bars for a very good time, if a police inquiry really opened up against him. Even the cases of fraud and bribery which he had buried long ago would be dug up, pulling him down to hell. And this was the time when he realized that no matter what he was going to do to save himself or win this baseless battle, it wasn't going to prove successful. In fact, this whole mess had started only because he was trying to make Noah feel inferior for the
Tudor's face became completely pale, as he remembered the other blunder, which he had completely forgotten about, by now.He remembered about Richard and his conversation about spiking the drinks, as he wanted to spend some quality time with Eliana Frost. Tudor had tried to explain to him that he wouldn't be able to do that, since it would directly reflect on the restaurant and they could be caught. But Richard had assured him that he would be bringing the required stuff by himself and making sure about the secrecy on his own… all Tudor had to do was to arrange a waiter.Still, Tudor had tried to convince him till the last moment, and probably had been successful in that, too.While Tudor himself was not a very good person, he hadn't done anything to anyone, without their consent. However, he wasn't sure about Richard for the same.At the end, he had left the matter on its own, by consoling his mind that he had tried his best to convince Richard and make him understand about how and
It took a minute for Richard to come out of his confusion, as he laughed out loud at this question.“Wow, I didn't know you were that optimistic! Listen, do you really think I care about knowing who you really are? I don't care even if you have joined some small firm as their CEO, because to me, you will always be the same old beggar… a worthless and shameless husband, who is surviving on his wife's money.”The smile completely disappeared from his face and a look of disgust replaced it, while Richard continued;“So it would be better if you leave on your own, before I call the security. Because unlike the Frost family, I really have a very low tolerance for parasites like you. I do believe in charity, but only for those who deserve it, not someone like you, who is ungrateful and doesn't know how to repay their creditor. Therefore, consider it your last warning and leave.”Richard roared at the end, to place emphasis on his words, thinking that it would be enough to scare Noah.This w
“Are you out of your senses? Who told you that Tudor isn't the manager of this restaurant anymore?”Richard barked again; this whole situation was making him more and more angry with every passing minute. He had come here, hoping for something else; and what had happened was the opposite of his expectations!Meanwhile, Noah replied calmly to his question, without showing that Richard's words were having any effect at all. “Nobody… in fact I was the one to tell him this.”“You…you! Who the hell do you think yourself to be? You lowly insect of the dirty gutter! Have you lost all your senses, or do you want me to call the police to knock a few brain cells into you with their batons? Or will you just leave these premises calmly, rather than getting thrown out by the security–”“Richard Jenson! Do you really have a weak mind or memory? Or do you just act like you don't have one at all?”Noah interrupted Richard with a question about his anatomy, making him more confused and frustrated tha
At last, Noah and Stuart managed to get both Eliana and Bailey into the SUV. The women were swaying on their feet, their unexplainable laughter and mood swings, as well as their slurred words making it clear that the alcohol had hit them hard. Noah placed both his hands on his waist, his gaze shifting between the two women who were now sprawled on the back seat while resting their heads against each other. “Uncle Stuart,” Noah began, his voice firm but tinged with worry. “You should sit in the front with the driver. I’ll sit with Eliana in the back, just in case her health gets upset during the ride.”Stuart nodded absentmindedly, as his mind was preoccupied with an entirely concern. Ever since he had heard about Jensen's intentions about spiking the drinks, a cold fear had settled in his gut. But the thought of mentioning it in front of Noah, who was already stressed, made him hesitate. Could he even bring it up? He wasn't sure what to do, but he knew they needed to get the wome
Once Stuart had left to drop Bailey off at her place, Noah walked over to his own car and opened the door, settling into the cool leather seat. The interior was dimly lit by the overhead LED, casting shadows across Eliana’s face as she leaned against the window. She stirred at the sound of the door closing, and as soon as she sensed him nearby, she swung her head toward him, almost crashing onto his shoulder.Noah reacted quickly, cushioning the fall with his palm. “Easy there…” he murmured softly as he gently guided her head to rest on his shoulder. Eliana’s breathing evened out almost immediately, and within seconds, she was asleep again. The car started with a low purr as they began the drive.Eliana’s soft snores filled the backseat of the car, acting like a gentle background noise that allowed Noah’s mind to drift into his thoughts again. His focus shifted back to the events of the day, settling on a nagging suspicion that he had been ignoring till now. Although he had met h
Eliana gave Noah a small, reassuring smile. "Yeah, of course."They both stepped out of the car, and as Eliana followed Noah into the living room of the house which was supposedly her own, she was still not used to it.She immediately noticed the older man dressed in a sharp, striped three- piece suit, and sitting on the couch. One of his legs was crossed over the other, and his polished boots were practically shining under the lights.Despite his age, which Eliana guessed to be somewhere in his late seventies, there was an undeniable sharpness to his gaze. His skin was wrinkled, his face bearing the signs of time, but his posture was still upright.His hair was a silvery- white, neatly combed back; but what intrigued Eliana the most was his eyes, which were quite keen and observant. As they entered, a small smile tugged at the corners of his lips, softening the stern expression on his face to some extent. Meanwhile, Warner's watchful eyes also fell on Noah as soon as he entered, wi
The automatic double doors of the apartment slid open once again once it had verified the identity of the visitor, and Stuart walked in.Noah, who was standing by the kitchen counter, nodded toward him as he dropped the conversation with his grandfather in the middle.“You must be tired. Please, have a seat, Uncle Stuart," he said, his voice steady."I’ll get you some water."Stuart took a seat at the couch in the living room, glancing briefly and bowing towards Warner, who sat across from him, his posture as straight as the lines on his perfectly pressed suit. As Noah returned with a glass of cold water, he sensed something in Warner’s eyes— something like disapproval. But he couldn't figure out, for the life of him, what that was all about. He shrugged off the thought and placed the tray in front of Stuart, who gave him a small nod of thanks. “Thank you, Young Master. But you really didn’t have to–”"Come on, uncle Stuart! It was no problem at all.”Stuart replied and gulped the