"How did this happen? And why can't I remember anything that has to do with it?""When did I meet another lady from the past? What's happening to me? What had happened to me?"Damien couldn't use the majority of the skills and features that he had obtained in the past, so it was difficult for him to draw a closure on the present situation. "Charles is my son?"Though it was the fact, yet Damien didn't want to be quick to conclusion. He opened his laptop and started to scroll through. He typed in the search engine,WHO WAS IN CHARGE OF THE BOLDYVILLE ESTATE AFTER THE DEATH OF DAMIEN?He scrolled through the results that popped up. He couldn't find a result that matched his expectations. BOLDYVILLE: A NEW OWNER?He clicked on the article. He read through for a while. "Dead end."He closed the laptop. "Obviously, there was no one else who was in charge of the Estate when I was gone. I mean, if there was someone, it would have made the front page of the news."He tried to search thro
Damien stepped into the building. It was a living room, but it looked to be unused. It wasn't untidy, neither was it furnished. There was a small chandelier hanging in the ceiling and a frame on the wall to the East. There were three young ladies standing in the middle of the room. Immediately they saw Damien walk in, they bowed to him. "Welcome, Young Master."When Damien got to them, he looked around for a while. Looking back at the ladies, he was met by the words of one of the three,"They told me that they were on their way. I had no idea why we got here before them."The young lady sounded defensive yet concerned. "I'm sure that they would be here any moment from now."The door was pushed open, and five ladies walked in. Immediately, they saw Damien, they were very shocked. Another lady walked in behind them. "Oh my God, he's here.""We are done for."Two of the latecomers almost entered into the skin of the others. They rushed to Damien and fell on their knees. "We are sorr
WHAT HAS GOTTEN INTO THEM?Damien looked from one man to another. There was not one of them that was not laughing. It was as though a sort of disease caused by laughter had broken out among them. After a while, the laughter died out. "You must have thought we are uncouth, to really think we would demand your head on a platter as soon as we set our eyes on you."One of the men started. "Is this the first thing that comes to mind whenever you hear them mention our name in the public?"The man laughed. "You must think we are some blood sucking monsters that can't live without having a dip of blood every second.""Perhaps a vampire, if I might say."A light laughter travelled across the hall. Which waned out almost immediately. "You shouldn't stand there."Mr Nagazumi called at him, pointing. Damien looked in the direction that the man had pointed. He saw a chair. He walked to it and settled in. He was seated in a position where all eyes were fixed on him. "I know you must have a l
The door of the room was pushed open, and Leroy walked in. As soon as the men saw him walk in, they all bowed to him. But Leroy didn't pay attention to them. He looked across the room. Seeing Damien, he walked straight and fell on his knees. "Young Master."It didn't take forever for the group to figure out what was happening. Their eyes almost popped out of the sockets. "Young Master?""Did he just say young Master?""Could it be?""Could Young Master mean?"It seemed as though some of the men were starting to draw a closure but were reluctant to say the words. "Get up. Didn't I tell you not to go through such formalities anymore?"Damien scolded Leroy. Though he hadn't intended for his voice to be loud, the group had heard him. "Is he truly?"A man whispered to his neighbour. Leroy got up and turned to the group. "What do you think you are doing? Why are you just standing there as rods?!!!"Leroy raised his voice, scolding. The men got what he meant immediately and bent down i
"Who is he calling?""The BMX girls?""I'm not sure.""Y'all just be low with it."The men argued amongst themselves as they anticipated what Damien was up to. Not long after, the door of the hall was pushed open, and nine beautiful young ladies walked in. "Oh, my world!""I'd be damned.""Where did they all come from?""Mars, perhaps?""That's lame."The girls bowed to Damien and then made a file at one angle. The elites were curious and restless. They were looking to know what the next line of action would be. "Tell the BMX girls to gather around and be here in the next ten minutes."Damien ordered, and the man whom he had spoken to dialled a number at once. They watched the man speak over the phone for a while, then drop the call. "You should have your seats now."He relieved the men of the punishment. "Nagazumi, hand me your mask."Damien called, and Nagazumi hurried to him at once. To the rest of the men, Damien might appear rude and disrespectful. But Damien knew that he w
"Did he just call him the Heir of the Consortia?""How?""How in the world is this possible?""Do you mean the great Heir who has been hidden all this while?""Did we just casually see him out of the blue?""Out of the blue, you mean out of nowhere?!"The nine girls were left in the hall. There was an elite who was still at the door. The last man to leave. But then the man hesitated and turned to the girls. "Here, have my number."He called Evelyn, and she rushed to him. "I'll see what I can do for you."He promised then left. Evelyn flipped the card in her hand to this and that side. She didn't look quite impressed. "What do we do now? How do we get to talk to him ever again? He is obviously changing the name of the group.""Is that your worry right now? Is the name of the company the only thing you can think of? How about the fact that our greatest fear is about to be actualized?""I warned you. I said it. I said that this might happen at the end of the day."Evelyn muttered. "W
"Please excuse me for a moment."Ari said to the girls and then walked to the other side of the deck. "Please come."He called at Damien. Damien stared at the ladies for a while. Some of them were winking at him. He walked to meet Ari. "I know you have every right to see me as a joke."Ari started. "But you can go ahead and prove it for yourself. I mean, the news about going to the island with me."Damien's gaze was cold and unamused. Ari sighed. "Didn't you receive a call from a private number? If I were the one who was the brain behind all of this, why would I have called you with a private number?"Ari was doing all he could to get on the good side of Damien. Damien was not ignorant of that fact. "Did I argue with you otherwise?"Damien finally spoke. "Huh? Really?"Ari was a little surprised. He chuckled. "For a moment, you made me worried. I mean, you have such a weird expression on your face. Anyone could have misconstrued the motive behind it."Damien took a step closer
Three of the ladies ran to Damien and grabbed him by the arms and legs; one fell on her knees, grappling at both his legs. "Please save him.""Don't let him drown."Damien shook himself free from their hold. He turned around and leapt off the yacht. "What do they think I am? A murderer?"He went deep down into the water, dived for a while, and collected the lad in his arms. With few strokes and sways, he was back at the surface of the water. He pushed Ari over his head onto the yacht and climbed after. "Boss?""Boss?""Is he alright?"The girls had swarmed the unconscious body of Ari. Damien walked into their midst and raised one of his legs high into the air. He brought it down fiercely towards the stomach of Ari,"Do you want to kill him? What are you doing?"One of the ladies yelled. "Kill him? Don't be ridiculous. I'm just trying to bring back to life."The lady was very stunned by what Damien had said. She rushed to Damien and pushed him out of the way, but he was too stron