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
Chapter 23Marco was left to his thinking. Cassius allowed the pending silence dominated their conversation, leaving his grandson to flat out his thoughts. A minute ticked by, and a deep sigh emanated from Marco’s throat. He cleared his throat. “I have something very important to discuss with you about today,” Marco started, although conflicted on how he’d table the discussion. He commended his bravery for standing up against the hatred leveled against him down when he was introduced to the family, and how his idea of countering the enemies coming for him was to hide away and let someone else do the job. Doesn’t look very notable, but he was still going to say it. “So……..” Marco went on narrating to Cassius how it began, from himself visiting his new home and his encounter with the hired assassin. No detail was singled out, how he escaped the assassin and developed the idea of pursuing his lie to the assassin and drawing out his enemies. “Wow!” Cassius gasped, evident in his fe
Chapter 24 Marco smacked his lips at the sight of his victim getting dragged in, his hands were tied behind his back and veil hang right over his head to blind his vision. He was pushed to the floor and made to kneel door after arriving at Marco’s mercy. “Get the mask of his face.” Marco instructed, loving how he helpless he appeared. Nights ago he was the helpless one, he had taken advantage of his situation and abused him. He also took away his girlfriend, and nurse the notion of Gina being in love with him in his head. Marco left the Lourd’s domain to deal with this, be bad passed a call straight to his assistant telling him of how he wanted Dren captured in anyway possible and brought to a private location his assistant secured beforehand. He also sent his men in bailing Gina out of the prison, and escort her to where he was. “Marco!” Dren voiced in a low muffled voice, surprised that he was the culprit behind his abduction. “What do you want with me?” He quizzed, unable t