Anita stared blankly at Ethan, his words passing over her head. There was nothing she hated more than pompous spoilt brats who think the world revolves around them. She simply ignored him as though he didn’t say anything. This infuriated Ethan, and his eyes narrowed at her. “I see you’re still being stubborn, huh? Don’t come begging when it’s too late, because then I won’t be as considerate.” Regina, getting fed up with Anita’s insistent stubbornness stomped up to her and grabbed her arm, her fingernails slightly digging into her skin. “Anita, what’s wrong with you? Why are you making things so difficult for us? Just apologize, and agree to their demands so we can get our house back!” Anita winced and looked at her mother, her expression contorting into one of pain. “Mom, stop hurting me because of these people for crying out loud!” She snapped, yanking her hand forcefully from Regina’s grip. Regina’s eyes narrowed and she turned to glare at Adrian. She was about to lash out
Regina gasped audibly as she watched Adrian take Blaze down with a single hit. Ophelia and Ethan also wore the same expressions. Even Anita looked surprised, but hers was more of an impressed look than anything else.“Ethan was the first to voice out his disbelief. “H-how was he able to do that? That’s just not possible! Blaze was our strongest and most skilled martial artist for goodness sakes.”“I-I don’t know,” Ophelia stammered, her eyes with bewilderment. “I’m also as surprised as you are.”Anita on the other hand, rushed to Adrian’s side before Regina could stop her, and her eyes quizzically searched his face. “Adrian, that was amazing. But, how were you able to take a man twice your size down with so much ease?”Adrian shrugged as if what he had done was not a big deal. “I’ve been taking martial arts training. I guess I’ve mastered more than I thought.”Ethan stomped his foot on the ground, seeing as his plan to teach Adrian a lesson had a fallen through. His face darkened wi
Harold responded with a text immediately. “Yes, young master. I’ll do that right away.” Adrian was about to keep his phone back in his pocket when he remembered that he also had to get his mother a house, so he typed in another text message to Harold. “Arrange a smaller villa for my mom as well. Ensure it is in very close proximity to mine.” After sending the text, he kept his phone back in his pocket and raised his head to face Anita. “I just texted a good friend of mine,” he began, smoothly coming up with a believable story that wouldn’t leave her skeptical, “who is a real estate agent and explained our current situation to him. He has agreed to let us stay in one of the houses he is managing for a client who lives abroad but needs someone to live in the house and take care of it.” The worry lines on Anita’s forehead eased and a surprised yet relieved expression settled on her face. “Really? That’s great! I was so scared we would be left stranded on the streets.” Regina, w
Adrian choked on his breath at Regina’s words, and he cleared his throat as his eyes flickered to Harold, who was already looking at him for guidance.Adrian thought about what he should do for a bit. If he told Harold to come up with another big-shot with a ‘Y’ initial then it would only increase the lies he had been feeding Anita and her family. But, if he told him to do otherwise, Regina and Anita might fit the pieces of the puzzle together and find out he’s the big shot. He pondered this for a moment longer before coming up with a decision.He focused his attention back on Harold, and mouthed to him to tell them the truth without revealing his identity. Meanwhile, Anita caught unto this action, and her brows furrowed as she looked at Adrian curiously.“Adrian, is there something you’re hiding from us? Do you know the owner of this villa?”Adrian shook his head instantly. “No…not at all. It’s only Harold that knows.”Anita’s expression was still suspicious. “Then why were you giv
The next day, Anita was organizing some folders on her laptop when she received an email from Rhea informing her that the proposal she sent the previous day had been approved, and that she should come to the Alpha group for further discussion and signing of the contract. Anita squealed in delight as she read Rhea’s email, feeling extremely ecstatic that her proposal met Alpha group’s standards even though she had only sent a draft. Adrian was still sleeping when he overheard Anita’s squeal of delight and he sat up on the bed, his vision still slightly hazy as his brow cocked at her. “Care to share what has got you so excited this morning?” Anita’s cheeks tinged red as she turned the laptop towards Adrian to show him the email from Rhea. “I just got this mail saying my proposal for the Alpha group contract has been approved.” The corner of Adrian’s lips tugged as he read the contents of the mail, and he was pleased to see that Rhea was acting efficiently. He glanced up at Anit
The chauffeur instantly clamped down on the accelerator at Ophelia’s command, zoomed past Adrian’s car, and swerved in front of it, effectively blocking them. As soon as the chauffeur came to a halt, Ophelia unlocked the doors and got out of the car. With the veins on her temple protruding and attempting to explode, she marched over to the front of Adrian’s car and slammed her hand onto the bonnet of the car. “Come out, right now!” Anita jerked upright, startled at Ophelia’s outburst. She turned to Adrian with wide eyes. “That woman is crazy! What does she want now?!” Adrian remained unfazed as he narrowed his eyes at the seething Ophelia from the dashboard mirror. It seems that his actions from yesterday were yet to teach the Blackwells a lesson. “Stay here. I’ll go see what she wants,” he informed Anita as he unfastened his seatbelt, and got out of the car. Anita nodded, and slumped back in her seat, her eyes focused on the dashboard mirror to see everything that was ha
Ophelia’s voice was filled with exaggerated anger as she reported the situation to her husband, Theodore. “Theodore, I want you to do something about Harold Welsh! He refused to obey my orders to throw some lowlifes that disrespected our family out. He even dared threaten to take action against me!”“Harold Welsh dares to do that?!” Theodore replied in a sharp tone. “I just landed in Wibston. I’ll be at the estate in five minutes. He’ll get to know how ruthless I can be!”Ophelia’s expression morphed into malicious smugness as she stared at Adrian and Harold. “Yes, they need to know not to mess with us Blackwells,” she repeated her husband’s words in a voice she believed was intimidating.The call disconnected a few seconds later, and Ophelia’s lips twitched as her expression became haughty. “My husband’s on his way. Prepare to be sorry.”Anita fiddled with her fingers, her brows knitting at Ophelia’s words. Could they really handle the anger of Theodore Blackwell?Should they just a
“What?!” Ophelia blurted out, her eyes widening significantly. “H-how is that possible? I just met these people yesterday, and they don’t look like they can ever be affiliated with the young master of the young family.”Theodore, who was also taken aback by Jonah’s revelation, let out a nervous laugh as he glanced towards Jonah. “Mr. Leigh, you might be mistaken. They,” he gestured between Adrian and Anita, “don’t really look like—”“Are you trying to insinuate that I’m lying, or that the young master made a mistake by choosing them to live in his mansion?” Jonah cut Theodore off, his usually unreadable expression, now flickering with barely restrained anger. “It seems you both need to be taught a serious lesson,” he continued. “so you’d know never to mess with anyone affiliated with the Young family!”Theodore’s eyes grew wide in panic. He knew that someone like Jonah would never take his threats lightly, so he rushed over to him, his hands jammed together in a pleading gesture. “P