Harry burst into an exaggerated laughter, as soon as Dean reveals that the documents he gave to him were those of the Imperium contract.Wiping a tear from his eye, he asked, “really Timothy?, the Imperium contract?, is that really the best that you can do?” “I take it you are not impressed with the contract?” asked Dean.“Of course I am not impressed with the contract” replied Harry.“I thought you wanted to have your house fixed?” asked Dean, “this contract will provide enough funds to assist you in doing it”“Oh Timothy, that contract is not nearly enough, not even close” responded Harry, “it would take a lot more than a couple of million dollars to reverse the damage you have done to his family” added Harry.Dean's smile refused to go away, instead, he simply asked, “but what if we can find to not only repair the damage done to your house, but also to offer you an opportunity, that you can use to raise the status of the entirety of the Hamilton family?” asked Dean.Harry stood an
“What are you talking about Harry?!” asked Dean, almost losing his temper in frustration.“I'm pretty sure you heard me Timothy” replied Harry, folding his arms.“Yes Harry, I did hear you… when you said that you'd approve of me becoming a member of the Hamilton family, if Mia and I got a contract with Imperium!” yelled Dean.As much as Harry hated the fact that Dean had the audacity to yell at him, he didn't complain.He understood that he was frustrating the young man, and that amusement was greater than any offence he would have taken towards Dean's words. “Yes Timothy, I do remember saying that if you and Mia got Hamilton construction a contract with Imperium, I would let you become a member of the family… but that's not what happened, is it Timothy?” asked Harry.“What are you talking about?, of course that's what happened” responded Dean, now getting confused.“No it isn't Timothy… Mia got the contract, not you” replied Harry with a mischievous grin.“Yes… but I helped her, she
Dean stepped out of Harry's study after finalizing the deal.He found Sophia, close to the study door, talking to one of the family's workers who were supposed to be cleaning the house.Once she spotted him, she was shocked and confused, “YOU!” she yelled, pointing at Dean and abandoning her conversation with the family worker.Dean then turned to look at her, and then lowered his head slightly, “good evening Mrs Hamilton” he said, smiling broadly.“Don't you dare good evening me young man, how dare you show your face here again, after what you and that useless wife of yours did here last night?” asked Sophia, snapping back at Dean.“My apologies ma'am, I can tell that you are still quite shaken by last night's events, so I understand why you would be surprised to find me here” said Dean politely.“Surprised?, I am more than just surprised Timothy, I am livid… you better get out of my house right now before I call the police!” yelled Sophia.“Calm down Sophia, that will not be necessa
Richard Dawkins's P.O.V“Damn I hate the rain, did it have to rain today of all days” I thought as I walked down the streets of the Reville outer city.Luckily, I had my yellow raincoat ready for this exact moment.The colours were bright, you'd think that a guy like me, who absolutely hated standing out, would have a problem wearing one.But there was a reason I always had one on, they were cheap, and most importantly, they were common.Why would a guy like me, prefer a cheap and common raincoat you might be asking, well, the answer is quite simple.When you're in my line of work, you run into a lot of annoying and unsavoury characters, such as criminals and gang members.Most of them aren't particularly wealthy by any means, so you can always spot them wearing cheap yellow raincoats, whenever the drops are falling down particularly hard.So they tend not to notice or to pay any attention to me, the other poor fella who just happens to also be wearing a cheap raincoat.Helps me blend
Dean awoke from this slumber at around 9:15am, the reason he woke up so late, was because he was up throughout the previous night, looking through the Comet reports sent to him by Carlos.He had examined these documents thoroughly, and while he didn't see any problems on the surface, he still felt that something was missing.However, he had finally dismissed the thought the previous night, summing it up to his extreme paranoia and lack of the ability to trust people.*Knock* *Knock* Were the next sounds Dean heard on his door.“Who is it?” he asked.The door slowly, and quietly opened halfway, and soon, Dean could see Mia's head, peering into his room from behind the door.“Timmy, it's me Mia”Dean sighed and smiled after he saw Mia, the look of worry in her eyes told him exactly why she was there.“Hey Mia, good morning” responded Dean.Mia looked at Dean with an anxious expression on her face.“Is everything okay Timmy?, you don't look so good” she said.Dean shook his head, and wa
Dean tossed the documents he was just reading on the table, while he remained silent and in very deep thought.Carlos, seeing that his boss was thinking really hard, had prevented himself from speaking the entire time, but now… several minutes later, he felt he had to offer some suggestions.Who knows, maybe he'd finally be able to suggest something to his boss, that he (his boss) hadn't thought of yet.“You know, Boss, this doesn't have to be the worst thing ever” Carlos finally said.Dean raised one eyebrow and turned to look at Carlos, “meaning?” he asked.“Meaning that there might be ways we could turn this entire thing to our advantage” said Carlos.Dean narrowed his focus even more on Carlos, “alright, I'm listening” he said.“Ever since the Philips family went bankrupt, they were forced to basically sell everything they had to pay off what they owed” began Carlos.“But that's the thing, everyone one knows that a wealthy family like them, probably… no definitely have billions of
Eric took deep breaths, as beads of sweat slowly trickled down his forehead.Christopher Newton had gone silent once he asked for his help, but he was too nervous to speak up.Eric cursed himself for becoming so weak and timid.He was Eric Phillips, one of the four heavenly kings of Reville, he shouldn't be nervous when speaking to a man he watched grow up.With this thought, Eric finally gathered up the will to speak again, but before he could talk, Christopher finally responded.“I'm sorry, what did you just say?, I'm not sure I heard you properly”“I said I need your help Christopher, I was very clear on that” replied Eric.“And why exactly do you need my help?” asked Christopher.“Please Christopher, let's not play these games, you know why… everyone knows why”“So you're trying to tell me that of all the people you could have called for help, you chose me to help you”“If it makes you feel better Christopher, you weren't my first choice, but everyone else I have called has turned
The Phillips fund-raiser party, was indeed one of the largest the city had ever seen.Celebrities from across the country and the world, came to this party officially to raise funds and show support to the Phillips family in their time of need.But in truth, everyone was actually here to get their hands of some of the family's secret assets.The party was held at the Phillips family residence, a residence that the family were lucky enough not to lose during their bankruptcy proceedings, as it wasn't registered in their name, but in the name of an obscure third party.Outside the Phillips family mansion stood two men, named Marcus Azna, and Jonathan Willow, respectively.Both men lounged in a corner of the compound, observing their surroundings.The Phillips family residence at this time, was stocked to the brim with cars, and the security personnel of some of the biggest, and most influential figures in not just Reville, but in the entire nation of Orzan, and even the world.Marcus loo