"I don't think we have a choice Garry, we'll have to throw the black box into the subway." Mike said and continues. "It's our only way out." "Doing that is gonna make a lot of sound to trigger the guards coming down here." Garry said and continues. "We have to find another way out of here." The guard whom Sam knocked out inside the elevator, woke back up and saw the whole crew right in front of him. "The bank is under attack, I repeat the bank is under attack all units up in sector..." Just when the guard was able to complete his statement, Sam shot the guard immediately killing him. "What the hell did you do that for?" Garry asked angrily. "I had no choice, he has seen every single one of us." Sam replied while the alarm was raised. "Guys we have to move now they're coming." Mike said. "There must be another way out of here." Garry said. "Garry we don't have time for this Mike says the tunnel is the only way out of here, so let's move." Joe orders. Immediately, Sa
Finally it was the long awaited weekend at last, Elizabeth and Brian after having previously prepared the night before, they both headed for the airport. Hours later, the plane touched down at Hong Kong International Airport. Elizabeth let out a slow breath as she peered out the window of the airplane, she was really in Hong Kong. It was bustling, vibrant, and full of energy, in contrast to the numbness that had recently settled in her chest. Beside her, Brian shifted in his seat, looking at her in curiosity, he sighed. “Are you ready for this, Lizzie?” he asked, his voice gentle as he stared at her cousin. Elizabeth forced a smile, nodding. “Absolutely,” she replied, even though she was nervous and filled with uncertainty. She had always been praised as the capable heir, even though she wanted nothing to do with the company. But now, this trip carried a weight that went beyond business. Her father, Mr. Lloyd Kennedy, is a well known man in the corporate world. For years, h
Elizabeth took a breath, glancing briefly at Brian before meeting Lee’s gaze. “Dedication, resilience and determination, I’m here because I’m committed to proving myself, both to you and to my family. This partnership is more than business for me. It’s a new beginning.” There was a long silence as Lee studied her facial expressions, his expression thoughtful. At last, he nodded slowly. “I appreciate your honesty, Ms. Davenport,” he said. “We’ll review the proposal in detail, but I’ll say this… you’ve made a strong impression.” Relief flooded Elizabeth, but she kept her composure, offering him a nod of thanks. “Thank you, Mr. Zhang. I look forward to us working together.” As they exited the building, Brian let out a whoop of excitement, clapping her on the back. “You were incredible in there! I think you really won him over.” Elizabeth laughed, the tension finally lifting. “I hope so,” she replied. “But either way, it feels good to have tried.” They spent the evening wandering t
Elizabeth felt her cheeks flush, but she held his gaze, waiting for him to continue. “Tell me, how did you feel about the meeting? Did it go the way you wanted?” Elizabeth took a deep breath, gathering her thoughts. “It did, but…in some ways, it was more than just a business trip for me,” she admitted, her voice steady. “I wanted to prove to you and to myself that I could handle this. That I could take on more responsibility, and do justice to the Kennedys name.” Her father was silent for a moment, he then uttered; “And you did, Elizabeth, I want you to know that I’m genuinely proud of what you’ve accomplished. Not just in Hong Kong, but in taking on this new direction with the business. It’s not easy, and I know that.” He paused, his gaze softening. “I’ve been thinking about the future of K Enterprises,” he continued. “About what it might look like under your leadership. You’ve shown me that you’re ready to take on more, and I think it’s time we start discussing a gradual t
She stayed silent, hoping to avoid another argument, but as he fumbled for her purse, a bit of rage built up in her heart. He had muttered something about needing cash for “just one more game,” his voice gentle, but Bethany could barely stand to look at him. It wasn’t even just about the money anymore. It was the uncompassionate look in his eyes, the recklessness that seemed to consume him more and more each day. To crown it up, her own exhaustion, working double shifts at the restaurant, stretching every dollar clawed at her. Last night, she’d finally snapped, she couldn't keep in in place anymore. But now seeing that he was about to go at it again wasn't helpful; “Don’t you dare take my money again, Troy. Do you think this is just a game to me? I’m the one holding everything together while you…” He’d interrupted, his words filled with a bitterness that stung as much as his betrayal. “I didn’t ask for you to play savior. I didn’t need anyone telling me what to do, and lo
***ONE YEAR LATER*** Logan Hudson Bentley was made the owner of Blue Net Group. The entire district and beyond were in attendance on that auspicious day. Everyone was surprised by such an announcement; they never for one minute thought that Logan Hudson, who was struggling to make ends meet back then, was actually the son of the most prominent man alive? It just didn't click well with some people. Troy Reece was devastated, he couldn't believe it, as this was someone he had done his hardest to bring down, only for him to find out that he was the son of such a powerful man. Lots of thoughts keeps on creeping up into his head; ‘Could he be the one that is responsible for my downfall? I'm sure he clearly said he would make me pay just look at me, see how low I have become, a lawyer now a cleaner and any other worthless job I can find, yet, I am still broke, feeding from hand to mouth. I can't seem to find a suitable job for myself. What do I do to become who I used to be? Should I
Naomi went back home with a devastated heart, she was just downhearted that day. Troy had told her not to expect anything but she didn't listen. “Aunt I told you not to bother, they are a heartless group of people and they would never forgive us because that's who they are.” Troy uttered, he was hurt that his aunt was turned away by the Kennedys. “I should have listened to you but I thought at least by now they should have forgiven us. I guess I was wrong. Did you not care about us one day? We were nothing more like a pawn to them. I will do my best to keep the business running. I just hope things get better for you Troy, this isn't the life I had envisioned for us.” Naomi uttered with sadness in his heart. “Aunt, I don't know what else to do but I am pretty sure that I will not let things get too complicated once I get back on my feet I'll bring you back to past glory I promise!” Troy Reece uttered with sadness in his heart. “I hope so.” Naomi uttered. **** ***Present day***
Earlier that evening, the bar was alive with energy as the lights dimmed and pulsed, the bass of the music was high and vibrating through the floor and into her chest as she moved with a practiced grace across the stage. She kept her movements smooth and controlled, her gaze fixed somewhere distant, beyond the lights, beyond the faces. For Bethany, dancing had become both routine and refuge. She didn't love the job, but it was a stepping stone, one that she held onto fiercely, this was the only hope she can get to rise back to the top. The money she earned here would cover her bills, and maybe even help her to pay for her daughter’s school fees and even make something more of herself. She repeated this to herself as she swayed her hips, letting the music flow through her, grounding her resolve. But tonight, something felt different. She noticed Pablo watching her from across the room, his sharp gaze was on her with interest. He was talking to two men seated at the bar, his smil