“Has it been done?” Nathan asked Fred. After a few seconds, Fred texted back with a yes. “You should have seen him beg like a dog. And yes, his son is indeed a spoilt young man!” Fred admitted. “Good, Now, he has three days to pay up the share fees. If he is unable to do so in that time frame, we will continue with our plan. We offer to buy his company before it crashes.” Nate texted back. “Now, come get me out of this fucking cell. It is a disaster here!” After a few minutes, a Mercedes Maybach pulled over in front of the police station. Fred stepped out looking elegant and expensive. The aura and charisma he carried passed a clear information to onlookers as to who he really was. “Hello, sir,” the female police officer at the counter welcomed Fred with utter respect. Judging from his status and looks, she could tell that really, this was a man of high value. “Save your greetings, I have a release order for Nathan Reed immediately!” He ordered. The officer nodded
The morning was a beautiful one for Nathan. He slept well and did not bother waking up to prepare for school as he was under suspension. He actually needed to have a good night’s rest. He had the most busy month of his entire life. As soon as he was out of bed, he walked into the kitchen to prepare himself a cup of coffee. He looked at the world through the facade of his window and he admired the serenity that lavished his mighty home. It was empty, really empty. Sometimes, he would even hear his own echoes when he made calls. He needed people around. Despite the fact that he loved living in solitude, it was mentally exhausting. He thought about his friends, Marcus and Neil. He understood their feelings and chose to see things from their perspectives. They had every right to be angry. He never told them who he was and how he got his wealth. He wished they would understand that he despised attention and he only desired to keep his wealth a secret. How would they react if he just
Nathan flared up. He was boiling with rage. From the records he amassed, the company made over $85 million every single month from sales and over $50 million from revenue. Why then would paying staff their dues be an issue? Why should it be delayed? “What is your due, woman?” Nathan asked gently, trying not to express his anger in front of his worker. “$20,000, sir. And please, I beg of you, keep this conversation between us. If Mr. Bernard finds out I’ve spoken this way about this company, I will be kicked out for good, maybe even arrested. He is not a very pleasing man.” Emily explained. Nathan shook his head in disbelief and dissatisfaction. He had expected more. A lot of changes would be made around here. But one thing that kept him calm was the receptionist’s attitude. She just smiled through it all. She did not act like someone who took these matters hatefully. She was a good lady and deserved to be recognized. “Spill me your account details, I want to thank you for
“Hello, how may we assist you?” The officer asked David. “Oh, um.. hi. I’m David Lynch. My father is Mr. Lynch, the owner of D Royals restaurant. He owns…” “That is absolutely great, sir. Now, why are you here?” The lady in black cut Dave short quickly before he narrated his whole wealth story right there. “Ummm… I’m here with regards to a guy held hostage here. Nathan Reed. He was locked up cause he stole an expensive car.” Dave explained explicitly. The lady looked suspiciously at Dave. “Is there a problem, Mr. Lynch? You seem to be interested in this person. Are you perhaps involved in this case yourself?” The police lady asked, scheming to draw words from Dave’s mouth. “No, no. Why would you say such a thing?” he asked, feigning annoyance. “Nathan was my classmate and we were friends in college. So, I want to see him right away!” he ended in a commanding tone. The police officer grinned and gave Dave a ‘I don’t believe you’ look. “Well, Mr. Lynch, if you are Nathan’s
Ms. Johnson looked taken aback but quickly composed herself. "I’m afraid that information is confidential. Our clients’ privacy is of utmost importance." Anastasia leaned forward, her eyes narrowing. "This isn’t just about privacy. We’re being publicly humiliated, and our reputations are at stake." Ms. Johnson sighed, understanding the gravity of their situation. "I understand your frustration, but our agreement with Mr. Humble Bunny is strictly confidential. I can assure you, however, that our partnership with him is legitimate and above board." Charles, who had been quiet until now, spoke up. "What if we told you we believe Mr. Humble Bunny is using illegal means to undermine us? Would that change anything?" Ms. Johnson’s expression softened slightly. "If you have concrete evidence of any illegal activity, we would be obligated to investigate. But without proof, our hands are tied." Dave clenched his fists in frustration. "This isn’t over. We’ll find a way to expose him." Ms.
The trio froze, their faces a mixture of shock and confusion. They had been convinced that Nathan was Mr. Humble Bunny, but now, standing before them was someone entirely different. Charles held his head high as he tried to understand if this would be the point in his life where he would begin to choose facts over beliefs. He believed with all his heart that Nathan was the bunny guy. Not a single soul would have changed his mind. But guess he was wrong. He felt bad for ever having so much belief in his intuition rather then on comprehensive facts. Anastasia was the first to regain her composure. "Who are you?" she demanded, trying to hide the tremor in her voice. The young man smiled, his eyes glinting with amusement. "As I said, I am Mr. Humble Bunny. But you can call me Adrian. Adrian Caldwell." Charles glanced at Dave and Anastasia, trying to gauge their reactions. "So, you're the one who bought ReyLux and trashed the Bunny Diamonds?" he asked cautiously. Adrian nodded. "T
“Sure, April.” Nathan replied. “Are you truly that Bunny dude? Tell me the truth!” She asked. Nathan sighed silently. “No! No I am not. Come on, you want to compare me to that crazily rich guy?” He replied. April went silent for a while. She had confirmed that Nathan was not the Bunny guy. That guy felt like a god. So hard to reach, yet his influence was felt so closely. “I heard that you were released. Look, I know you are not a thief. Dave was the person who framed you. He hates you so much, Nathan and I hear he is planning to do away with the Humble guy. If you are involved in any of this, please, stay away. You are a good guy and you don’t deserve to be treated badly!” April said. Nathan just stood there, speechless, his phone held up against his ear. April truly cared about him. He saw it the day she stood in for him when Dave was trying to bully him. She stood up for him and had a sudden burst of bravery. That was remarkable. It was something Amanda never had. “Um,
“Hey, Neil! Neil, wait up!” Nathan called out, running after Neil who had his AirPods on. After running for a while, he met up with him and stopped him. He was already panting from running that hard. “Hey bro! You gotta keep those AirPods back into their houses. They could get you killed someday.” Nathan said, panting. Neil looked at Nathan. Different emotions encamped around his face. He pushed away any intrusive thoughts and just opened his arms to hug his bro. Nathan was surprised. He had expected Neil to be angry and upset with him. The hug felt good though. “Look, Neil, I am so sorry and I…” “I believe you!” Neil suddenly cut in. “Huh? You mean you believe that I am not a robber?” Nathan asked. Neil nodded yes in response. “Look, man. I’m sorry I doubted you! I just couldn’t believe that any one could be this fucking rich overnight and I still don’t know how you were able to afford that ride, bro. But if there is one thing I am certain of, it’s that my bro a