Chapter One Hundred and Fifteen

James stared at his phone and his features darkened. He squeezed the phone in his hand then flung it across the room with a growl.

"Bastard! I swear I will kill you, Declan King!"

James seethed, his chest rising and falling in rage. What was Declan? A human or beast? He had just received the photos of his best men all beaten up to pulp and in pain.

"This is not the end." James braced himself, adjusting his shirt. Declan may have killed his men, but James had more odds against Declan. He reminded himself that Declan was charged with arson and attempted murder and would be thrown behind bars soon. Declan should even be behind bars at the moment if not for the Influence of the Ashers.

"It's just a matter of time." James assured himself trying to breath. He retired to bed that night with a heavy heart.

The next day was the launching of the B11 medicine at the Livingston's pharmaceutical. Dignified business men and women from all over the world were invited and present.

"Welcome ladie