The receptionist shifted on her seat, feeling uncomfortable at Nathan’s intense gaze on her. Reluctantly, she picked up the telephone and put a call across to Rhea.“Miss. Smith, there’s someone here to see you, he goes by the name, Nathan Davies,” The receptionist informed Rhea as soon as the call connected. “Do you have an appointment with him?”Rhea’s voice was highly professional on the other end of the line as she replied, “I’m not expecting anyone by that name. The only person I have an appointment with this morning is a lady named Anita Davies. She should be here any moment from now, kindly inform me if she arrives.”The receptionist's brows furrowed as her eyes flickered to Nathan who was still leaning smugly against the counter. She then saw Anita standing awkwardly in the middle of the receptionist and her eyes narrowed thoughtfully. Could she be Anita Davies?She brought the telephone down from her ear and placed a hand over the receiver as she angled her gaze towards Anit
Rhea’s anger kindled at Nathan’s entitled words, but she tried to control herself by taking a deep breath. “You don’t possess the qualities of someone who deserves a contract with us,” she countered firmly. “You’re impulsive, entitled and clearly lazy. There’s no need to banter words with someone like you.”She turned to the receptionist who straightened up immediately and bowed in respect.Rhea barely acknowledged the receptionist’s gesture as she relayed her order. “Call up the security officials and have them bundle this insolent man out of here. He isn’t allowed to step foot into this company from here on out.”The receptionist nodded instantly and swiftly grabbed the telephone on her desk and made the necessary phone call.Nathan’s face flushed red and he was gripped with embarrassment and disbelief at Rhea’s words. The reality of what was really happening began to dawn on him, and his body was gripped with more panic as he realized that he was about to lose out on a contact w
Anita and Rhea got into Rhea’s office and Anita’s lips parted as she took in its modern, yet minimalist interior. The walls were a pastel white color and the maple colored furniture complimented it, adding to the sophisticated appearance of the office.Her gaze was then drawn to the ceiling-to-floor window that dominated the entirety of one wall, offering a breathtaking view of the city’s skyline. Rhea’s office definitely looked like it belonged on the front cover of an architectural digest magazine. Rhea noticed Anita gawking at her office and smiled knowingly. That was the same reaction she always got from anyone who came into her office.“Please have a seat,” she offered, pulling Anita from her reverie as she gestured towards the plush leather chair facing her rich, maple colored desk. Anita smiled sheepishly as she stopped gawking and took a seat on the chair opposite Rhea. Rhea retrieved a stack of papers from the drawer of her desk and placed them on top of the desk.“Here ar
While Adrian sipped his coffee as he was deep in thought, his phone rang again and he kept the mug down before picking the phone up.Glancing at the caller ID, he saw that it was a private number, pinching his brows together, he reluctantly picked up the call.“Hello?” He answered in a tense but curt voice, and a respectful voice came in from the other end.“Good day, young master. I’m one of the bodyguards at Fortgate security services. I have some information for you.” The pinch in Adrian’s brows smoothed out as he understood why the number had been tagged private. It was a security measure the people at Fortgate security used to keep themselves untraceable.“Alright,” he replied to the bodyguard. “What information do you have for me?”The sound of throat clearing could be heard before the bodyguard spoke. “I’m currently with one of those thugs you assigned to keep an eye on Liam Muller, and report any suspicious behavior of his to you.”Adrian nodded, remembering that night at the
Blaze and his three other counterparts arrived at a very large and desolated house, and one of them carried an unconscious Irene towards a chair that was already reserved for her.The man carrying Irene set her down on the chair and used zip ties to tie each of her wrist to each of the chair’s arms, and then tied her legs together at the ankles.During this process, Irene stirred awake, and she blinked a few times to get accustomed to her surroundings, once she did, she gasped, startled to discover she had being tied down to a chair.“W-what is this?” Irene stammered in a terrified voice. “Please let me go! I just got discharged from the hospital some days ago, and I’m still recovering from my illness! Please don’t do this!”Blaze’s arms were folded as he watched her struggle with her restraints, desperate to break free. He tilted his head for a moment before taking a step towards her.“You don’t need to worry, ma’am,” Blaze began calmly, as though he was trying to pacify a child. “No
Adrian was momentarily disoriented by the plastic bag that was suddenly placed over his head, but he instantly regained control of his senses and assessed the situation. He closed his eyes, imagining the attacker behind him, and due to the amount of force used in holding the bag tight on his head, it seemed the attacker was using both of his hands. In a swift counter move, Adrian immediately dropped his weight, creating some space between him and the attacker. This made the unsuspecting attacker, do a double take in surprise. “Stay put you sleaze ball. You think you can—” That attacker couldn’t finish his sentence because Adrian suddenly struck the radial nerve on his forearms with his elbow, causing him to hiss and relax his grip. Using this momentary distraction to his advantage, Adrian threw his head back in a reverse headbutt that made the attacker stumble as he clutched his now broken nose. While the attacker was still stunned, Adrian removed the plastic bag from his
Blaze was beyond flabbergasted as he took in the scene of his twenty four counterparts lying unconscious on the ground. His gaze flickered between the sprawled out bodies and Adrian multiple times and his mind swirled with all kinds of questions. Who was this guy? How had he been able to single handedly take out twenty four well trained martial artists when he looked like he couldn’t crush a bug? Who trained him? Blaze knew of an ancient Chinese martial arts grandmaster who trained people to become unbeatable fighters, but that was a long time ago and the scroll containing his secret techniques had been lost for generations. According to everything he had heard and learned, the grandmaster’s trainees had a unique way of fighting that made them impossible to defeat, and with the way Adrian just fought, it reminded him of the fighting styles of those trainees. Could it be possible that Adrian was…? ‘No,’ he shook his head adamantly. It couldn’t be possible. Those skills
As soon as Adrian retracted his hand to land a final blow on Blaze, his eyes widened in panic and he frantically waved his two hands in front of him as a gesture of surrender. “No, no, wait…I yield! I yield! Please don’t kill me! I have a wife and children who depend on me!” Adrian tilted his head in momentary surprise before his expression turned unreadable. “Oh? Didn’t you also consider how my family would feel if I was gone? You didn’t seem hesitant to end me, now you want me to have mercy on you? Is that fair?” “I’m sorry! I’m sorry!” Blaze yelled out, sounding short of breath as he coughed out a bit of blood. “I was just really upset that you had defeated me in our first encounter. I felt humiliated and I wanted to retaliate. And my boss’s orders solidified my desire to take you out.” Adrian didn’t look the bit bothered at Blaze’s pleas. He was in no mood to show him any form of mercy, especially because he had dragged his mother into his vendetta. “It’s too late for any f