Davin sat in the Beta office as he sipped on wine, watching the day get darker, a smirk formed on his face as he knew the Madison Enterprise would run out of time very soon. The thought brought him peace and satisfaction. He was going to make them pay for every single thing they did to him.On the other hand, Derek sat in his office, the weight of loss and debt pressed him down. His mind raced, searching for a way out of the mess he found himself in. The thoughts of Mr. Luther, the CEO of the Beta company, would do this to him, swirling like a storm in his mind, confusion evident on his face as he couldn't wrap his hand on what could actually be happening.Derek sat there for hours as time passed, his mind far away from reality until a knock came from the door,“Come in,” Derek answered.A lady came in, a grin vibrant on her face as she walked into the office majestically as she held an envelope,“Good afternoon sir, I'm here to ask for your permission to go on a one week break. ” Sh
Maya was worried as she tried Derek's line again and it went straight to voicemail.Different thoughts started going through her head.‘Is he still mad at mom for what she did the other day at dinner or maybe he's at a business meeting and he has just been busy lately' she thought as she tried to console herself.She tried his line again but it still went straight to voicemail, she finally gave up and decided to go look for her mum.As she got out of her room she heard noises coming from Isabella's room, it sounded as if Isabella was fighting with someone. She walked closer to check what was happening, before she could open the door she heard a loud sound.It sounded as if someone got hit, she quickly opened the door and saw Isabella on the floor.She looked away from Isabella to the man Isabella was arguing with, as she processed everything, realization hit her.“You slapped my sister?” Maya walked furiously to the stranger standing above Isabella, as she threw slaps to his face.Th
Derek's face reddened with rage, his voice rising in disbelief. "All of them! The entire company is refusing to work with me!" Peter's eyes widened in shock, "Sir, I think there must be some mistake," he ventured, trying to placate him. But Derek just stared, his anger boiling over. "I'm dead, I'm dead," he muttered to himself, his frustration and desperation palpable. Peter stood frozen, unsure how to respond, fearing anything he said would only fuel Derek's ire. Despite the cool weather, Derek began to sweat.Derek's face contorted in a mixture of anger and desperation as he dialed the J.K company, his hopes hanging by a thread. The call connected, and he launched into a passionate plea, "You can reconsider our proposal, it will greatly benefit your company!" But the response was curt and unyielding, "Sorry, we don't need this offer, thank you." Derek's voice took on a hint of desperation, "Okay, take 70%, let me take 30%." The silence on the other end was deafening, followed
Derek dialed the number again, but the call went unanswered. His mind raced with questions. Who was this mysterious person, and what did they want from him? He couldn't think of anyone he'd wronged, anyone who'd hold a grudge against him. "What's going on, Sir?" Peter asked, confusion etched on his face. Derek's gaze narrowed, his eyes locking onto Peter. "I need all the information you have on the Beta Group. Something's off." Peter hesitated, "Sir, what's the problem?" Derek's expression darkened, his voice stern. "Just do as I say, Peter. Now." Peter flinched, muttering a quick apology before scurrying to gather the information.Derek let out a frustrated hiss, loosening his tie as he sat down. He was certain it wasn't Mr. Luther's voice he heard. With a groan, he tried to focus on his work, but his attention was diverted by a notification on his phone. He unlocked it to see a chilling message: "Dearest Derek, we have taken 50% of yours. Sincerely, Beta Group." His eyes wide
The receptionists watched him go, their mouths agape, their earlier smirks and snickers replaced with shock and embarrassment. The sound of Davin's whistling faded into the distance, leaving behind a silence that was both awkward and telling."We need to apologize," one of the receptionists whispered urgently, "what if he's a friend of the boss? We could lose our jobs!" Her colleague nodded in agreement, and they quickly chose someone to accompany her to Davin's room. They stood at the door, knocking nervously, and Davin answered, his chest glistening with water droplets. One of the receptionists couldn't help but lick her lips, her eyes fixed on his chiseled physique. "He's so hot," she whispered, her voice barely audible. Her colleague nudged her, reminding her of their mission. "We're here to apologize, compose yourself," she whispered, her voice firm. Davin's deep chuckle sent a shiver down their spines. "Why are you here?" he asked, his eyes sparkling with amusement."We... w
Maya sauntered into the room, blissfully unaware of the tension, a bright smile on her face. "Dear, things are getting expensive," she said, dropping her shopping bag on the desk. "You won't believe how much this bag cost." She rummaged through the bag, pulling out another shoe, completely absorbed in her own world. Derek's expression darkened, his eyes fixed on the debit alert on his phone. "Maya, are you responsible for this?" he asked, his voice low and accusatory, holding up the phone for her to see. The smile on her face widened, and she looked up at him. "Yes, darling, I was thinking of telling you when I got back, knowing you wouldn't have a problem with it," Maya said, her tone casual. "Or do you have a problem with it?" She looked at him innocently, unaware of the storm brewing. Derek’s eyes widened in disbelief, his face inches from the phone. "Wait, you spent this much on this?" He gestured towards the shopping bags, his voice rising in outrage. "Come on, baby, stop a
"What are the police doing here?" Derek asked, confusion etched on his face.Before he could ask further questions, the door burst open and the police strode in. "Derek, you're under arrest," one of the officers announced, their handcuffs at the ready.Derek's eyes widened in shock. "What?! You can't be serious!" he exclaimed, but his protests were met with firm resistance.The officers handcuffed him swiftly and dragged him away, leaving him feeling humiliated and ashamed in front of his employees. Paul, called out, "I'll contact your lawyer, sir!" but Derek could only nod, his dignity stripped away.As the police car drove away, Derek demanded, "What is my offense?" But the officers remained silent."Answer me!" he barked, his anger rising."It's advisable to stay quiet, sir," one of the officers finally replied, their tone firm but calm.Derek scoffed, "Do you know who I am? I will get my lawyer and deal with all of you!" But his threats were met with silence.At the station, he w
Incarceration was the last thing he expected that day. From losing his company's shares, getting defeated by a mysterious Mr. Luther, now imprisonment. The transition of events was enough to make him crazy. How on earth did everyone and everything fight against him at the same time? Whoever was the new one of Beta World was a real monster and a powerful one.He had a feeling his woes were not just dealings of a bad day but carefully orchestrated by a big time hater. Even the banks? None of them could come to his rescue? He was not a defaulter so for the bank manager to ignore his call then he was sure there was someone spreading false information to destroy his good reputation.Nothing seemed to baffle him more than the fact that his lawyer was not present at this time. He looked at himself, he was stripped to his pants, he only had his singlets and boxers on. Even the chief whom he once knew behaved like he was some riffraff pulled out from the dump site. He was indeed tired of the h