Everyone listened attentively as they waited for Grandpa Lloyd to dwell more on what he had just said, and he continued as if he could read their minds. “As you may all know, Alpha Group recently announced its multimillion-dollar construction contract bids. These contracts are a very big deal and securing one of them could mark a tremendous milestone in the company and will also take this family’s status in the society to a higher level. We would become one of the leading families of Wibston.” This bout of information sent a thrill down the spines of all the grandchildren seated before Grandpa Lloyd. Everyone knew the gravity of the situation—securing a contract with one of the biggest companies in the world was going to be a major feat that would propel their family towards immense power. And who didn’t like power? Grandpa Lloyd paused, watching the hunger in their eyes with satisfaction. Then he leaned forward, his gaze turning sharp and serious. “Whoever among you manages to s
When Adrian heard Serena refer to Mr. Ben as her father, his brows furrowed as he recalled the time when Serena was his neighbor. She had lived with a couple who were definitely not Mr. Ben and his wife, Hannah. “Serena, is Mr. Ben your father?” He asked, his gaze flickering between Serena and Mr. Ben as his curiosity got the better of him. Serena turned around and nodded, wiping her tears with the back of her hand. “The couple I was living with while we were neighbors were my uncle and aunt. They raised me like their own until they passed. That’s why I moved out so suddenly—I had to come back to my real family.” She explained, as if she could tell Adrian's reason for asking. Adrian nodded slowly, his confusion replaced by a look of understanding. Hannah, whose eyes had been tightly shut as she fought back tears, looked up at the sound of Adrian’s voice. “Adrian, you’re here?” she asked, her teary eyes swirling with confusion. “Yes, Mrs. Hannah. I was actually with Serena at the
Adrian’s brows were set in a deep V as he overheard the thug leader mention Alpha Group on the phone. His company was behind the eviction of these innocent people? His mind immediately went to the massive construction project they were about to embark on. But Rhea had assured him that funds had already been allocated for compensation. If these thugs were indeed working for the Alpha group then why hadn’t they compensated the tenants before evicting them. Were they bluffing? Something wasn’t adding up. Needing to get answers, he pulled out his phone and dialed Rhea, his jaw tightening as he did so. “Rhea,” he began as soon as she picked up, “what is going on? I’m at the Wibston tenement on the west side, and the residents here are being thrown out of their houses without notice or compensation.” “What?” Rhea echoed from the other end, surprise evident in her voice. “No, that’s not supposed to happen. We put everything in place for them to be fairly compensated, just like I showe
Meanwhile, Anita had just finished the meeting at Grandpa Lloyd’s mansion and was driving home when her car cranked to a stop. She frowned in confusion as she glanced at the dashboard to see that the gas tank was empty. Her frown deepened even more. It didn’t make sense—She had filled it just that morning. “You’ve got to be kidding me…” she rubbed her temples as she pulled the car over to the side of the road. It was late, and the streets were nearly deserted, with only a few cars passing. She sighed as she got out of her car, deciding to leave it parked and hail a taxi. She’d come back for it in the morning. As she stood by the roadside, trying to flag down a cab, a car pulled up beside her, and the passenger window rolled down to reveal Lilian Holt, with a soft smile on her face. “Anita, what a coincidence seeing you here. It seems your car broke down.” Anita grew tense. After their confrontation the day before, she hadn’t expected to see Lilian…anytime soon at least. “Yeah…”
The thugs halted, their hands hanging midair as they turned toward the source of the voice. Standing at the entrance of the warehouse, with an air of authority that couldn’t be ignored, was Rhea. Her intimidating presence seemed to enamor everyone in the room as she stepped forward, a small group of Alpha Group security personnel behind her, each armed and ready to act.Aaron’s face turned green, his eyes almost bulging as he stared from Rhea to Adrian as he replayed the ‘young master’ she had referred to him as.Adrian smirked, watching the shift in Aaron’s demeanor with satisfaction. He rose slowly from his chair, his eyes locking onto Aaron’s. “I warned you. Now watch and see what happens next.”The tie on Aaron’s neck tightened and he was starting to feel suffocated as the implication of Adrian’s words hit him like a punch to the face. He could only stare in utter disbelief as Adrian strode towards Rhea, who met him halfway and bowed politely to him. “Young master, what steps woul
Anita’s stomach twisted in knots. She knew what Lilian was asking would ruin her—everything she had worked for, her career, her dreams, would all be gone. But with the bomb ticking under her seat, she didn’t have any choice. Lilian smirked at the distraught expression on Anita’s face. Leaning in close, she whispered, "The bomb is ticking, Anita. What’s it going to be? Your career…or your life?" Anita’s sobs grew louder, her shoulders shaking uncontrollably. The room seemed to become smaller by the second as the weight of Lilian’s impossible condition crashed down on her. Lilian, however, laughed out loud, her eyes glistening with malicious glee as she savored every moment of Anita's torment. Anita tightened her fists on the wooden arm of the chair, the rope used to restrain her now digging into her wrists, making it sting. But the pain caused by this rope, was nothing compared to the pain blooming in her chest. She decided to stall Lilian a bit by trying to plead with her, ho
Adrian pulled to a stop a few meters away from the bunker where Anita was being held captive within minutes, and thanked the driver for his patience before jumping out of the car. Just as he climbed out of the car, a black bulletproof van bearing the logo of Fortgate Security Services pulled up beside him. The van came to a stop, and several bodyguards in combat gear filed out, each falling on one knee before Adrian in respect. Adrian barely spared them a glance. He didn’t have the time for that. "Get up," he snapped, his voice commanding and urgent as his gaze swept over all the bodyguards. "Who's in charge?" A towering man with huge biceps stepped forward, his expression stoic and ready for action. "I am, sir." Adrian wasted no time in voicing out his orders. “We’re storming that bunker.” He pointed toward the desolate building that stood a few meters away from them. “I want those men at the entrance neutralized, and I want my wife out of there alive. Understood?” The leade
Lilian’s eyes flickered with panic as she processed the weight of Adrian’s words. Hades Prison. The name alone sent chills down her spine. “I… I can’t go there,” she whispered, her voice trembling with fear. There was no way she’d survive in such a place. This realization made tears well up in her eyes, the earlier confidence she sported now completely diminished. Her mind raced with thoughts of how she could escape this punishment, but as her gaze met with the unwavering gazes of Adrian and the bodyguards, she knew that her attempts would be futile. The smirk never left Adrian’s face as he watched Lilian break down, but this was just the beginning of her suffering. He shifted his attention to the leader of the bodyguards. “Take her to Hades Prison,” he ordered in a tone of finality. “And inform your uncle that the young master of the Young family has commanded that she be kept in solitary confinement. Under no condition should she be released until I say otherwise.” The leader