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
Chapter 25 He might be a different man, but he wasn’t lying. He truly almost died for her, and there was nothing he wouldn’t do for her back when they were together. If she had request him to murder the president, he would do so in a heartbeat so long as it pleases her. “Fine. You want to make a murderer to prove my love for you, cool. I will do it, give me the knife?” She stretched out her palm, questing for the weapon. Marco grinned, tickled by the response. It’s nice to see that he wasn’t doting on a soul sucker like he thought he’d been all this while. Perhaps the romance was mutual. He handed her the knife, crossing his arms over his chest with his gaze gesturing for Gina to go do the deed. Gina stared at the knife, heaving a deep sigh before stalking away from Marco in cautious steady steps. She approached Dren on the floor, pure fear marred on his face. Eyes twinkling with anxiousness as he looked into Gina’s face. He tried wriggling out of the men’s hold, but his effort
Chapter 26 Tension raided the atmosphere as Marco stepped into the office sheltering Mr Verlice’s business functions. Gina was right beside him, face bent and all shaky, stoked on whatever Marco was planning to do with his father. “Mr Verlice, good afternoon.” Marco greeted, halting on his steps with his voice beckoning for Mr Verlice’s attention. From behind the desk where the middle aged man sat, his gaze twitched at the familiar heard of the voice, trailing off quickly for affirmation. His brows were quick to slant a line of disbelief, he rose to his feet, lips thinning into a straight tight line. “What are you doing here?” He questioned, his voice ringing out in pure fury. Marco appeared unfazed, looking straight into the man’s glaring eyes as he conjured his response, “To quest for your daughter’s hand in marriage?” He answered, quite calmly as he reached for Gina’s hand, wanting to intertwine their hands. To his surprise, Gina jerked away, pulling her hand far fro
Chapter 27Theo’s point of view The door to my room opened, and the feminine figure sashayed into the room, a competent smile carved about her lips. I whistled at her aura, a bit curious on what calls the mood. If I had to guess, I’d say it’s the fulfillment of our plan bypassing the surfacing hindrance. The sudden presence of her mate, her coming to knowledge about my secret relationship. The plan was too manipulate Lynnette against her acclaimed mate, to get her back on my side since she caught my affair with her sister. But she proved that to be impossible, and so I had to stamp out the plan B. She came to where I was, leaned over the edge of a desk. I was going through some useless files before her scent reeled through my smelling organ. Rayna got to me, her hand slamming over my muscled chest with her head tipping upward to match my gaze. “Today was such a crazy day I loved the way it ended.” She mentioned, hinting about her ripened thirst to get rid of her nemesis. She had
Chapter 70 Daisy Williams, a woman in her mid twenties rushed to the silver colored Audi parked in front of an apartment. Her outfit seeming corporate and professional, her facial sparking up suspicions with the bruises and cuts laid on top the soft skin layer of her face.The small trimmed remote in her palm beeped the car she was approaching unlocked as she slid in before inserting the key and making a twist that brought the car’s engine to life. Daisy dropped the files held in her arm on the car seat beside her, moving her hands towards the drawer provided just in front of the seat.She dragged it open bringing out different makeup kits, relaxing herself she brought down a private mirror at the car roof as she began applying different things from the makeup on her face, masking away the bruises visibly invented on her face. With all done her car made a new sound before reversing and driving out of it spot and straight into the road. Daisy is a married woman tied to an abusive jo
Chapter 69“I swear by the goddess, I know nothing of such accusations. Of what reason would I commit an act so barbaric? He was like a father to me!” My voice yelled out the words, tears foaming beneath my eyes seeing his rage intensified. “Stop lying, Amaris. I was there, I saw you fed him the poison. You killed the poor old man, he was like a father to you and yet you took his life. What could be your reason? What?” My sister, the genesis behind my situation. My mate and I were still in shock about the news of his father’s demise, and then she came in. Asking me questions I found bizarre, but she was serious, pitting strong accusations against me. Saying I murdered my husband’s father, claiming she saw me at the kitchen sprinkling the old’s man drink before going to serve him the drink. Albeit I’d never do something that vicious, I did go and get him a drink per his order. He had call me into his room, wanting to know about my plan with birthing him a grand-heir. I used the mo
Chapter 68“I swear by the goddess, I know nothing of such accusations. Of what reason would I commit an act so barbaric? He was like a father to me!” My voice yelled out the words, tears foaming beneath my eyes seeing his rage intensified. “Stop lying, Amaris. I was there, I saw you fed him the poison. You killed the poor old man, he was like a father to you and yet you took his life. What could be your reason? What?” My sister, the genesis behind my situation. My mate and I were still in shock about the news of his father’s demise, and then she came in. Asking me questions I found bizarre, but she was serious, pitting strong accusations against me. Saying I murdered my husband’s father, claiming she saw me at the kitchen sprinkling the old’s man drink before going to serve him the drink. Albeit I’d never do something that vicious, I did go and get him a drink per his order. He had call me into his room, wanting to know about my plan with birthing him a grand-heir. I used the mo
Chapter 67Inside a nicely furnished office sat a man in a lab coat wearing a grim face as he inspected a piece of paper, he looked up after awhile, his lips perching a thin line. His eyes locating a scrawny looking woman in her late twenties, petite and pale. Emma Tonks batted her lashes, anticipating the doctor’s report on her condition. Lately she’s been unhealthy, and unlike herself. So she had decided to come examine herself medically. “When last did you go for checkups?” Ian Hales, the doctor started, adjusting his position on the seat as he pushed forward a little bit. Emma has no idea where he’s going with the question, but regardless reigned for an answer. “I don’t know,” she muttered after some seconds. Through each and every time she’d feel down and would wanted to go for checkup, her fiancée, Nathan Kors would always dismiss the idea. “I’m sorry to inform you this, but your test results are recognizing a cancer in your blood. Leukemia to be precise, and it’s growing
Chapter 66Inside a nicely furnished office sat a man in a lab coat wearing a grim face as he inspected a piece of paper, he looked up after awhile, his lips perching a thin line. His eyes locating a scrawny looking woman in her late twenties, petite and pale. Emma Tonks batted her lashes, anticipating the doctor’s report on her condition. Lately she’s been unhealthy, and unlike herself. So she had decided to come examine herself medically. “When last did you go for checkups?” Ian Hales, the doctor started, adjusting his position on the seat as he pushed forward a little bit. Emma has no idea where he’s going with the question, but regardless reigned for an answer. “I don’t know,” she muttered after some seconds. Through each and every time she’d feel down and would wanted to go for checkup, her fiancée, Nathan Kors would always dismiss the idea. “I’m sorry to inform you this, but your test results are recognizing a cancer in your blood. Leukemia to be precise, and it’s growing
Chapter 65Sylvie peered in silence, letting her eyes fed off the informations leeched around the cold man glaring at her. This wasn’t the Mikel she worked for and knew, neither the Mr Addams that took her under his wing and cared for her back then. Instead, in front of her stood a man filled with spite. He’s now different, she assumed the change’s starting point had to do with his wife. Her thoughts reverting back to her boyfriend, the night that changed everything for her, and her boss. “Are you deaf or what?” His voice jolted again, his perfectly formed lips twitching a small space in grimace. “I’m sorry,” Sylvie said softly, trotting back to motion with her figure zooming past him. There’s no way she could sparked a conversation with him regarding their past. “A filthy scum with her filthy hands, get me a sanitizer!” Sylvie heard his words as she walked off. Sylvie halted to take a glance, looking as he impatiently scrubbed off the spot her head mistakenly hit when she bumpe
Chapter 63 What’s better than to have your alarm secretly wake you up at 5am in the morning and you angrily bashing it up because you were having the best dream with Tyler Smith present, mom isn’t so gonna buy me another one. Well I snapped outta the dream an hour later rushing to the bathroom for a quick bath and morning doings. Came out some minutes later all dressed in a red tank top over a tiny slightly ripped long jeans with one of the best flat shoes. Remembered yesterday was and always will be my worst night, how constant dad and mom yelled at me for getting myself fired again. So I made a promise, a promise am so gonna keep at all cost, a promise that will always lingers on my mind, and that’s never to get sack once I get a new job. I skip breakfast going straight to where I got fired yesterday hoping the boss could reconsider and hire me back. I got there ignoring the look the nameless meanie kept giving me going straight to his office. Knock! Knock!! I knock lightl
Chapter 63“Quantum mechanics or commonly known as quantum physics , is a body of work in physics that seems to explain the universe on tiny scales…” I answered, defining the topic to the chubby looking short man while smiling about the question he asked. My smile wasn’t smug or anything, rather due to me finally getting to attend this class I have so long wanted to study. I finally got the chance to learn and study about my best subject, and that’s quantum physics. Today is my first class learning the subject, but have read a lot about it before joining the class that makes the starting topics mere bridges I could leap over. “Nice one Ashley.” The man whose name I’m yet to memorized commended my response attached with a thumb up. “How are you new?” He quizzed, his face marred vaguely with confusion, a new girl like me shouldn’t know much about this subject already. I could even say I know more than much about the subject, it’s my favorite subject, it has to do with the mind and the
Chapter 62He might be a different man, but he wasn’t lying. He truly almost died for her, and there was nothing he wouldn’t do for her back when they were together. If she had request him to murder the president, he would do so in a heartbeat so long as it pleases her. “Fine. You want to make a murderer to prove my love for you, cool. I will do it, give me the knife?” She stretched out her palm, questing for the weapon. Marco grinned, tickled by the response. It’s nice to see that he wasn’t doting on a soul sucker like he thought he’d been all this while. Perhaps the romance was mutual. He handed her the knife, crossing his arms over his chest with his gaze gesturing for Gina to go do the deed. Gina stared at the knife, heaving a deep sigh before stalking away from Marco in cautious steady steps. She approached Dren on the floor, pure fear marred on his face. Eyes twinkling with anxiousness as he looked into Gina’s face. He tried wriggling out of the men’s hold, but his effort