" nothing... " Mello answered.Ana just smiled.Throughout the drive home, Ana kept glancing at Mello, silently laughing at his naivety.He thought she won't know he forgot to get her gifts.But immediately, she saw him texting someone through the car side, she instantly knew it was about the gifts.She laughed quietly again, and Mello noticed." Anything? You have been laughing to yourself for minutes now, it's starting to make me feel concerned " he said, gently steering the car into a another lane and reducing his speed." Nothing.." she laughed again.Mello smiled too." If you say so.."he said, focusing on his driving.**In his living room at his mansion in New York, Sir Barnes watched the news of the newly opened Ashley Health center being broadcasted on the TV.He had been away from Los Angeles for some weeks due to the shopping mall project he was overseeing here at New York and smiled as he watched the news.He knew Sir Ren must be fuming by now because of how Mello defeat
Somewhere in another continent, an old man in his late seventies was seen seated in an opulent living room. The room was furnished with jewels that reflected whenever light touched them.There were few people seated, gathered around him waiting to hear him speak. There were other people around as well, whimpering silently.From his cold stare and the way he stroked his chin, one could tell he wielded significant power.He was Pa Kemp, one of the most powerful and influential business moguls in Asia. He was feared by all who knew him due to his ruthlessness; even his own family was scared of him. For years, his ruthlessness had kept him on top of his competitors.The man sighed heavily, commanding attention, and the people gathered around him adjusted well in their seats.There was a sense of sadness looming in the room as silence also took its part."They killed him, they must be punished! Papa," Madam Aria, one of the members seated, cried out."Ohh my little baby... It is hard believ
Mello descended down the spiral stairs that led into his luxurious living room, a smile gracing his lips as he adjusted his collar tie.Sunlight poured into the room filtering through the transparent curtains, matching his bright mood.It had been a week since the incident with Sir Ren and finally, everything seemed to be falling into place.He had had time to enjoy his wealth, indulge in new experiences and have a lot of fun.He even promised Ana he'll take her for swimming lessons today after work- a simple joy she had longed for.He also had a secret surprise for Esther today when he get to work.He was just finally happy that life was going his way.He smiled on getting to the living room and met his maid, Deya standing with a tray of food in her hand.Her face was lined with dried up tears which caught Mello's attention, making him walk up to her." Sir, are you leaving without taking your breakfast again?" She said, her eyes full with concern." Is that why you are crying?" Mell
As her hand came down on him, she misstepped and slipped, tumbling forward.Michael's quick reflexes kicked in, he reached out and caught her just in time, his arms wrapping around her waist to steady her fall.The jolt left her breathless, her heart racing as she looked up into Michael's concerned eyes." Are you alright?" He asked, his voice filled with genuine worry.Deya was about to nod in response when a sharp pain shot through her wrist.She winced in pain when she realized she had hurt her wrist in the process." I think I hurt my hand," she admitted, feeling the growing ache of the affected area.Without thinking twice, Micheal took her hands into his and examined then carefully. His touch was gentle yet firm, sending shivers down Deya's spine as she felt the warmth against her skin."We should get those looked at," Micheal said, his voice low and soothing. "Come with me."She wanted to decline, tell him that she was fine but the worry on his face made her speechless.And eve
Deya's heart sank the moment she heard Kelan's next words " Do you two know each other?" Kelan asked, directing the question at Mello, who just smiled.Embarrassment rushed through her veins at her uncle remark."What are you doing, Uncle? Aren't you going to punish him?" She tugged slightly at his hand, and he looked at her, surprise flickering in his eyes."Do you realize what you just did?" Kelan's voice rose slowly.What Kelan did next, made disappointment fell on her face.He snatched his hand away from her grasp and slowly bowed his head in front of Mello." Please, forgive her sir, I'll gladly take her punishment, she's just a kid. Forgive her naivety, please." Kelan said.She was taken aback by Kelan's actions when she saw the fear in his eyes.Deya turned her gaze to the man standing before her, feeling a rush of shame burn through her cheeks.She stared at him for a while, trying to see him in new light, wondering who this mysterious young man might be.She knew Kelan to be
As Kelan left the room, Mello felt a sense of satisfaction and grabbed the coffee Kelan left him.He sipped little before dropping it back on the table with a sigh, savoring the flavor.His mind drifted back to Esther and a smile masked his face.He couldn't wait to see the excitement on her face when she learn of it.He knew it was the best gift he could offer her and can't wait to see tthe business prosper under her capable hands.He closed his eyes for a second, before taking his eyes to the stack of files and paperworks on his desk.His door beeped and he looked up to see a woman in a crisp white top and trousers entering his office, holding a box.Mello smiled.The lady got closer and dropped the box on his desk with a bow and left just as quickly as she had arrived.Mello smiled.He didn't need to think much before he knew it was from Kelan.He couldn't believe how Kelan knew he didn't take breakfast at home.Beaming with appreciation, Mello smiled to himself.He knew exactly wha
( Hours later)*That night*Deya sat down in the expensive dining room, pondering over what Micheal told her.The memories of the incident kept reoccurring in her mind, making it hard for her to concentrate on her dinner.She dropped her spoon in anger and combed her hair with both hands with a sigh.Her phone rang again for the upteenth time.The illuminated screen revealed it was her father calling and shame gripped her.The phone rang for a few minutes before it disconnected.Her heart was beating softly against her chest as she stared at her phone.What if her father already heard what happened and decided to punish her?Or The president decided to reprimand her father as well and he's calling her out of anger.She breathed deeply as different thoughts roamed freely through her mind. It was time like this, she needed someone by her side, someone to comfort her and care for her.All through her school and university days in Germany, her father made sure she entangled with no one.
GLO STARS RESTAURANTMichael sat at a table in the dimly lit corner of the five-star restaurant, his fingers drumming nervously against the clothed table. The air was thick with the scent of an intoxicating aroma of mixed dishes, and soft murmurs of conversation played in the background.Across the room, couples laughed and clinked glasses, engrossed in their own worlds. But for Michael, the only thing that mattered was the empty chair opposite him, waiting expectantly.He checked his watch for what felt like the hundredth time, his heart racing with a mixture of excitement and uncertainty.He had wanted tonight to be special since it was their first time out. He knew she had expensive taste and had made extra sure everything met her standards from the restaurant reservation to the alluring dishes. He even got her a bouquet of flowers just to make everything perfect. He had even rehearsed what he would say when he first laid eyes on her.He knew she was angry at him and hoped this wou
Just then, the warehouse doors swung open with a bang, and Mello rushed in, his steps quick and full of purpose. His eyes locked onto Sir Ren's, unflinching."Malcolm, what is so important?" Mello said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. His sudden appearance left Sir Ren stunned, unable to mask his shock. How did Mello manage to bypass his guards so easily?"What... what are you doing here?" Sir Ren snarled, anger twisting his features as he tried to regain his composure.Mello simply smiled, that infuriating calm spreading across his face, as if he knew something Sir Ren didn't. That smile was enough to make Sir Ren hiss with frustration, realizing he was surrounded by evidence that could incriminate him.Panic flickered across Sir Ren's face, his eyes darting to the drugs and documents scattered around. "Shit! Everybody clear out! Move! Gun him down, now!" Sir Ren screamed, his voice cracking with desperation as he reached for his men.But before he could finish his order, the room s
As Mello drove away, the lights from his father's mansion grew smaller in the rearview mirror until they disappeared entirely. His jaw was clenched tight, muscles tense, as his mind raced with the weight of everything he’d just faced. The meeting had been more painful than he’d imagined, more personal than he had wanted it to be. But there was no room for regret now.He took a deep breath, his fingers drumming impatiently against the steering wheel. This was the last step of the plan, the final confrontation that would bring everything together. Yet, in the back of his mind, a whisper of doubt gnawed at him—would his father really let him go through with this? Or was there another twist waiting in the shadows?As he drove through the dimly lit streets, his phone buzzed on the passenger seat. He hesitated, glancing at the screen. It was a message from Zach.**"All set on my end. Sir Ren’s warehouse is under close watch. Your move now. Make it count."**Mello’s eyes narrowed, the resolv
Mello smiled politely as he rose from the plush leather chair. “Thank you, President,” he said, his tone measured, careful not to let the adrenaline that still pulsed through his veins leak into his voice.He turned to leave, but before he could take more than a step, Sir Asher’s voice stopped him. “It’s late, Mello. Why don’t you stay here tonight? Get some rest.”Mello paused, his back to the man, and allowed a moment of consideration to pass. The offer was laced with something more—an unspoken test. Was this an olive branch, or was it bait? Either way, he couldn’t stay.He smiled, glancing over his shoulder. “I’m a man of time, and unfortunately, I don’t have much to spare at the moment. I appreciate the offer, though.”Sir Asher studied him for a second, then gave a curt nod. “Very well,” he replied, his face expressionless, though the calculating gleam in his eyes hadn’t faded.Mello turned and headed for the door, walking with an air of calm composure, though every nerve in his
As Mello left Sir Nerio’s residence, he couldn't shake the feeling of betrayal hanging over him like a storm cloud. His father’s silence over the years suddenly made sense, and he felt a mix of anger and disappointment rising in his chest. But he pushed those emotions aside; he had a mission to complete.The ride to Sir Asher’s estate was long, giving Mello time to strategize. He needed to gather more evidence, and he couldn’t let his father’s involvement cloud his judgment. When he finally arrived, the sight before him was nothing short of overwhelming.The estate loomed like a fortress, sprawling over vast acres with manicured lawns, fountains, and elaborate sculptures. It looked more like a city than a home. Mello stepped out of his car, taking a moment to adjust his suit, ensuring he looked every bit the part of a powerful player in this high-stakes game.As he approached the entrance, two guards stood at attention, their eyes scanning him with a mix of suspicion and curiosity. He
Mello settled into the plush booth, his heart pounding as he faced Sir Nerio. The Prime Minister looked polished and composed, as expected, but Mello knew beneath that facade lay a man tangled in a web of corruption. “Let’s skip the pleasantries,” Mello began, his tone firm and unwavering. “I’m not here to exchange small talk. I know about your dealings with Sir Ren.”Sir Nerio feigned confusion, raising an eyebrow. “What dealings? I’m not sure what you’re talking about, Mello. You must be mistaken.”Mello couldn’t help but smirk at the Prime Minister’s naivety. “Mistaken? Really? I have video evidence of you in a room full of drugs, discussing shipments with Sir Ren.” He pulled out his phone, swiping through the screens until he found the video. He pressed play, and the room filled with the sound of laughter echoing from the screen.The footage showed Sir Ren and Sir Nerio, surrounded by piles of drugs, their faces illuminated by the dim lights of the room. The two men leaned in clo
Mello felt a surge of realization wash over him. No wonder his father had never interfered with Sir Ren's dealings all these years. The weight of his father’s choices settled heavily in his gut. Even though Mr. Buster had the power to quench Sir Ren's operations, he never did. The truth was painfully clear: Sir Ren had something on him, some past dealings and evidence that kept him silent.Mello clenched his jaw, anger bubbling beneath the surface. His father, a man he had respected, was ensnared in a web of deceit, trapped by his own mistakes. It was infuriating to think that the very person who should have been a protector had chosen to align with a monster out of fear.The room was still, the atmosphere thick with tension. Mello looked at his team, their faces a mix of concern and determination. He couldn’t let this betrayal distract him. He had a mission to accomplish.“Alright, let’s focus,” he said, forcing his voice to remain steady. “So, any update on Sir Vane?” Mello asked,
As the evening shadows stretched across the sky, Mello felt a surge of impatience. He couldn’t wait any longer. Something inside him gnawed at his sense of urgency.He turned to Lisa, who was resting beside him. “I’ve got to go,” he said softly, brushing a kiss against her forehead. Before she could protest or ask him to stay, Mello was already on his feet, leaving her with just a glance.In the living room, he pulled out his phone and dialed Kelan. His voice was steady, but there was a quiet intensity beneath it. “Kelan, gather the team. We’re meeting at the hideout. It’s time.”There was a brief pause on the other end before Kelan answered, “We’ll be ready.”Mello ended the call, his mind racing. Tonight would set everything in motion.Mello slipped into his car, the engine purring to life as he pulled out of the driveway. The city lights flickered in the distance, but his mind was elsewhere, focused on the task ahead. The weight of the evidence he’d seen gnawed at him—the video of
Mello lay in bed, his thoughts racing. The room was quiet now; Kelan and Lisa had gone to the doctor to finalize his discharge. He rubbed his temples, trying to make sense of everything. The previous night still haunted him, but it also fueled his determination.Suddenly, the phone beside him rang. It wasn’t his. He glanced at the unknown number flashing on the screen, instinct telling him to answer. Hesitating for a moment, he placed the call on speaker."Hope it didn’t hurt much," a familiar voice chuckled through the speaker. It was Zach, his tone mocking yet amused.Mello couldn’t help but laugh. "You’re crazy, but I’ve got to hand it to you, it was a brilliant plan."Zach’s laughter followed. "That means you owe me, you know, for boosting your fame and making you the talk of the town overnight."Mello smiled, recalling how close he came to losing everything. "When I nearly died last night? Yeah, thanks for that.""It was just a light knockout. You’re still here, right?" Zach’s gr
the next morning When Mello opened his eyes, he found himself in a room full of people, all watching him with worried expressions. Their whispers filled the air. "He's awake," someone said softly.Disoriented, Mello rubbed his eyes and saw Kelan and Lisa standing nearby, their faces pale with fear. He slowly sat up in bed, feeling a dull ache in his head. "What's going on?" he asked, his voice groggy.Kelan motioned for the others to leave, and soon it was just the three of them in the room. Lisa, sitting by his side, took his hand and spoke " thank God" Mello stared at her, trying to process what had happened. Mello blinked slowly, trying to piece together what had happened. His body felt heavy, his mind foggy. He looked down at Lisa, who was resting her head on his legs, her silent tears soaking into the blanket. The weight of her words sank in, but they felt distant, like an echo from a dream."Attacked?" he muttered, still rubbing his temple. His eyes flickered over to Kelan