Chapter 15Marco was still looking into things in his room when a knocked barged on his door. He expected the knocker to be Gina or her boyfriend, he knew they were still going to throw at least brief tantrum over what happened. However, when he opened the door he wasn’t expecting to see the cops. “Mr Lourd, you’re under arrest for trespassing into somebody’s property without their consent or permission. You’re going to need to follow us to the station please.” The officer briefed Marco, handing out cuffs to use on Marco when he stepped backwards. “You want me with you, very well. But best believe I won’t be wearing that.” He pointed at the cuffs a cop was handing out to him. The coo nodded in agreement as he paved way for Marco to step out. “What’s your name by the way?” Marco asked, walking down the stairs with them. He halted, turning around sharping as he glanced narrowly at the man’s badge, zooming at the name tag right above it. Dillon Helms. “Is that of any importance sir
Chapter 16The clocked ticked with an eccentric pace, going down from ten to the last count reaching zero with Gina remaining rooted to where she stood. “I know you won’t throw me out, you love and you wouldn’t dare.” She sound so sure, crossing her arms over her chest as she masked a solid expression. Marco drew his brows in amusement, “I think you forgot about the part where you broke my heart, betrayed me, left me for dead and still expect me to be in love with you after that. You sure are delusional, really out of your mind.” He nodded to his own words, tapping on his phone while a small smile parted his lips. “Yeah, I need you send two cops to this address. There’s an actual trespasser in a property of mine, refusing to leave after I’ve asked numerous times for her to leave. I think I’d need some force to handle her, and teach her some lessons.” He spoke into the phone, sifting his attention off Gina as he laid out his words. “Yeah thanks,” he voiced after some seconds, ending
Chapter 17 Marco sighed the moment he arrived back at his mansion, on the narrowed path to the garage was actually a car parked right outside. And it wasn’t any car, but the model he had requested for from his assistant.He gawked at the car’s beauty, the exhaustion on his face lifting up with a smile. He wanted to stride over, weigh down his classiness and express physically his admiration for the car. However, the car was his, permanently. So he could use a shower, as well as eat something to dead the hunger lashing in his stomach. He walked into his home, met with a distinctive smell that had his nose sniffing the air, recognizing the aroma wafting up his nostrils. He followed the smell, that led him to his dinning to see a strange woman setting up dinner. “Good evening, and who are you?” The maid turned around at the heard of his voice, a bit startled before she bowed in respect. “I was hired Sir, to help with your kitchen’s businesses. Welcome back Sir, and dinner is served
Chapter 18 Jacob of course heard him clear and well, but still assumed he heard wrong. “Huh?” His brows furrowed, perplexity growing into his face. Marco knew his statement was simply plain, with no explication for him to understand what he meant and trying to discuss. “What I’m about to request for might be really hard for you to do, but just today when I arrived here. I found out someone was trying to kill me. Not me, but the Young Master that is me. I however, lied to the assassin that I’m just his worker, and that the Young Master wasn’t around.“He wanted to kill me, but I outsmarted him and before I could get words out of him on who wanted me dead, he escaped. Meanwhile I told him I work for, Young Master Nico. And it’s only going to be a matter of time before he report to his boss and they’d tracking Young Master Nico down, only to find out he’s not real and goes by Marco instead. So I need you to impersonate my identity, and be the Young Master Nico they’re going to look fo
Chapter 19 Moments lapsed, and Marco retired for the night. Wagging deep into slumber, he has no idea the misery that awaits his morning. ~~~~~~~~~~A Shift Into A Different Scene occupied by Different Characters~~~~~~~~~~~ Lighted with a dimmed glow, the office was hazy in vision. Inside sat a man, and in between this man’s hand was a well wrapped tobacco; lighted as he slowly smoked in the particles, exhaling through his nostrils. His appearance blended into the scenery, hiding away his face and identity. The door pushed open and a guy was pushed in. It was the guy who tried assassinating Marco when he arrived at his mansion. He appeared battered however, under the bleary vision, bruises and cuts were visible on his face, and his clothing has been torn with red painting mashing up the outfit’s allure. He was pushed to his knees, and his lips quivered in fear, obvious with the fear eating deep into his soul and almost shattering his inside. He had not only failed his task to ki
Chapter 20 Lourd’s Manor. Anders wasn’t getting over the information one of his men recently ferreted to his understanding, he was shocked to the bones he actually wanted to instantly share it with the young master. But decided against it, and believed it’s best discussed physically when Marco comes the next morning and to finalize himself stepping in as the new chairman of his family’s consortium and the CEO. It was night time already, he should be sleeping. But news dropped in from his men late, and he’s still couldn’t believe what was shared with him. He received the evidences already, Incase Marco tried to deny or defer any of his words to him tomorrow about the truth. Anders felt tasty, deciding to visit the cellar and treat himself to one of his best wines. He got up from where he’s sat, excusing his room as he strolled through the spacious hallway, locating his steps through the corners till he arrived at the secluded part of the mansion. He was inside the cellar in no ti
Chapter 21 Who are the Lourds. To some they’re the richest family in the city, to some the most powerful, to some a set of inhumane people. In knowing about the Lourds, a little bit of the rumor speculations are true, to be considered, validating who the Lourds are. They’re the richest, the most powerful, and definitely inhumane.They rule the city. They’re like the air conditioning the whole of the city. Included in all operations, ranging from the equipments furnishing every citizen’s homes, to the amenities catering their survivors. Every single things. The petroleum gassing up a car, equipment in manufacturing tools for workers , the Lourds has a hand in everything. The Lourds as a legacy, as the wealthiest conglomerate company out there, they have everybody’s respect, as well as their secret aversion. And today, a new heir arises. Weeks ago that has been keen subject for the media, for the journalists to write about, the hot topic keeping the whole city on edge.Grandfather
Chapter 22 Marco spent some time getting to know his grandfather before he took him further into the house, at the living room was the whole family waiting for his arrival and introduction. “Your father was my only son, but I also adopted a few,” he spoke out in a warm voice, “Here is my first ever adopted daughter, and beside her is her husband. They’re finally expecting their first child, she’s four months pregnant.” Marco halted in front of the woman. His placid gaze colliding with her shady one, she curved a little smirk. “Welcome to the family, Marco.” She mouthed audibly, lowering her gaze as a different aura settled around her. Marco smiled at her, ignoring her greeting and shifting right to those standing next to her. It was a girl, around his age or a little older. “I’m Marie, who I am is complicated. But welcome, I’m glad you’re back and alive.” She also smiled, and through her voice, Marco deduced she wasn’t being fake and was actually sincere with her welcome. “Nice t