Natalie stomped over to where Anita stood, her nostrils flaring and her face flushed with anger, as she shot a trembling finger at Anita. “You two faced bitch! I hate you so much! How could you snatch your own cousin’s rights!! You pretend to be innocent but you’re evil! I hate you so much!” Her chests heaved as she continued her tirade. “I promise you this; my brother will get out of jail and you’ll regret what you did!” Without waiting for Anita to utter a word, she turned around so fast that she nearly got a whiplash, and grabbed Tristan’s hand, pulling him along as she stormed out of the living room. “What a drama queen!” One of the family members scoffed as she left. “She’s just being defensive because Nathan is her brother. It’s clear he was in the wrong.” Someone else commented. “Today had been filled with all sorts of drama. I’m glad it has finally ended!” Another person sighed. “Congratulations cousin Anita on your new achievements!” Someone hollered and the
Different reactions erupted from the family members at Adrian’s declaration; some called his bluff, thinking he was only joking. Some outrightly dismissed his declaration. Some like Anita looked at him like he had grown three heads. While the others like Grandpa Lloyd and Regina, didn’t regard him at all. To them, he was and will always be a good-for-nothing. Hence, no need taking his words to heart. This didn’t stop Regina from making a snide remark though. “Today, I’ve truly confirmed that there is only one job you’re good at; being a circus clown. I’ll rather eat my hair than take a nobody like you seriously.” Grandpa Lloyd’s brows also pinched together and a stern scowl was etched on his face as he looked at Adrian like he was dirt under his shoe. “Do you think this is a joke or something? The best wedding for generations to come?” He scoffed. “You must be more foolish than I thought to utter such balderdash! Anita,” he turned his attention to Anita, “this is the mor
The anger on Theodore’s expression morphed into one of pleasant surprise as he scooted closer to Ethan and touched his fingers. Ethan flexed his fingers in Theodore’s grasp, and he sighed happily, “Indeed he’s awake. Thank goodness!” He reached out to Ophelia and her hand met his midway as they entwined their fingers to comfort each other. Ethan slowly opened his eyes, and a pained groan escaped his lips as he tried to move. “Mom, Dad,” he weakly called out as his eyes landed on them. “How long have I been unconscious?” “A little over 26 hours,” Theodore told him as his face became etched with concern. “How do you feel?” “Like shit,” Ethan croaked out, his voice feeling dry. “Everywhere hurts, and it feels like I was hit by a truck.” Ophelia felt sorry for her son, and her expression twisted in worry as she couldn’t help but voice out her curiosity, “What happened to you, son? How did you end up like this?” Ethan closed his eyes for a moment, and when he opened it, his
Liam sighed in resignation as he slumped further into his pillow. It was no use arguing with his family members. It seemed they were not willing to give up, and he could only hope that their stubbornness doesn’t come back to bite them in the ass. Robert noticed his resigned state, and his lips twisted in a frown. “What’s wrong with you boy? You’re unlike yourself today. Don’t tell me you’re allowing that bastard’s words get to you?” Tiffany shook her head in disappointment. “C’mon, bro. You’re better than this. Don’t admit defeat to that loser so easily. You’ll always be much better than he’ll ever be, so put on your big boy pants and let’s plan this grand revenge together.” Tatiana nodded in support of her husband and daughter. “Cheer up son,” her hand squeezed Liam’s more reassuringly. “Don’t you want that idiot to pay for what he did you? He almost broke all your ribs, and you’ll have to use a wheelchair until your upper body recovers. Doesn’t that make you mad?” At h
Adrian headed out of the Glorious Garden Estate in his Audi, and as he drove to the main roads, he noticed there was some unusual traffic. The atmosphere was noisy with the sound of blaring horns, and cursing drivers. “Hey, what’s going on? Get off the road!” A driver in a gray sedan coupe yelled impatiently as he brought his head out the window. Adrian frowned as he noticed that one particular car was causing the commotion, so he decided to go and check it out instead of waiting in his car. He got out of his car, and walked past several other cars until he reached the front where he finally saw what was causing the traffic. A young woman was kneeling on the floor holding a very pale looking old man, who was clutching his chest and wheezing. it seemed they had come out of the Bentley car that was obstructing the road. The old man probably had an attack while he or the lady was driving and that’s why the car abruptly came to a halt, blocking the road. “Help!” The young w
Adrian’s forehead creased in a deep confused frown as he watched the old man’s condition worsen by the second. What had suddenly happened? He was almost hundred percent sure that the man had only been suffering a cardiac arrest. He intently focused on the man’s body, aiming to study his inner organs one more time, and when he did, his eyebrows raised as he noticed something he hadn’t seen before. A vapor of dark energy had engulfed the man’s vitals and was now pressing against his heart. It seemed the dark energy had just started manifesting in the man’s body. That meant the silver haired man’s diagnosis hadn’t been wrong after all, but then the pill he intended to use to cure the old man was a completely different one. Adrian wrestled with his thoughts as he tried to come up with an alternative way to save the old man without having to use the silver haired man’s pill. He didn’t trust his intentions. Meanwhile, behind Adrian, Lawrence smirked to himself as he watched
Adrian cocked an amused brow at Lawrence as he watched him stomp towards him. “Liar?” He repeated Lawrence’s accusation, sounding confused.“If I do remember clearly, I actually did save Mr. Jordan’s life, and not you. So, how exactly am I taking credit for your work?”“Yes, the young man is right,” some people in the crowd murmured in agreement with Adrian.“We saw him save Sir. Jordan’s life, and not you.”“Yes!” Another person supported. “The unassuming, ordinary looking guy turned out to be the savior of the day!”“Truly admirable. I must say.”“We need more people like him!”Lawrence nostrils flared and his jaw tightened in jealous anger as more and more people kept commending Adrian. He shot Adrian a venomous glare already beginning to develop a deep sense of hatred for him.Because of his interference, his plan to give Jordan Waynes the mind control pills in order to get him on his side for the next Imperial Leader appointment had foiled.This was the main reason why he had com
Adrian and Blaze met up at a cafe not too far from the Alpha Hotel because Adrian planned to see Leon Barley after their meeting, and task him with finding more information about Lawrence Smith while he stayed at the hotel.Blaze was already sitting when Adrian casually arrived, and as soon as he saw Adrian, he stood up in acknowledgement and bowed respectfully. “Master, you’re here,”Adrian nodded, then noticed people staring at the unusual sight of a big guy like Blaze bowing to him. “Raise your head,” he whispered to Blaze in a low voice, “you don’t need to bow before me in public. It attracts unwanted attention.” Blaze raised his head, and when he caught the eyes of people on them, he scratched the back of his neck as he turned back to Adrian with a sheepish smile. “Sorry about that, master. I’ll be more careful from now on.”Adrian nodded before taking his seat, and Blaze sat down after him. As soon as they settled down, and the attention of the other customers were no longer o