All heads turned to the entrance of the hall. Damon had one of his hands dipped into his pocket, while the other was leisurely swinging beside him. And next to him was Oliver. Damon's brown hair was styled into a quiff with an undercut at the back. A dangling cross hung on his right earlobe. He was dressed in a typical black tux with a black inner turtleneck top. Although there wasn't much design to the tux, it was well-fitted and looked as though it was exclusively made for him alone Oliver wore a tux as well, but with a white inner collar-shirt. It was the first time Damon had dressed so formally. With his new change in style, he looked even more identical to Oliver. If not for Oliver's white hair and his aging signs, they could have been mistaken for each other As they walked side to side in a rhythmic gait, everyone watched in wonder It was the first time in years Oliver had shown himself publicly. Of course, the netizens weren't aware of the illness he was battling Back wh
Who else could it be if not Ambrose. It was the first time as well that Damon saw Ambrose dressed in such a dress. It was a backless dress that left her bare back to everyone's view. In comparison to Ella who looked as though a lot of effort had been put into making her look good, Ambrose appeared as though there was little to no effort put into making her look beautiful. Her hair was packed up into a high ponytail with the ponytail styled into French curls, making her look even more youthful and captivating.There was almost no detection of makeup on her face as even her freckles were on display. She curled her lips into a smile when she noticed Damon staring at her. Ambrose moved closer to where Damon and Ella were sitting and deliberately hit the chair Ella was sitting on before she advanced to the wine cellar. Damon smiled at her childish character. As he watched her walk down, all he wanted to do at that moment was to leave the party and go somewhere else with her But he knew
"Get your flthy hands off me. You're arresting the wrong person. This snitch should be the one getting handcuffed" Baron tried to wiggle himself away from the policemen but he was already handcuffed and couldn't do much "Damon! Tell them the truth and stop playing them!" Baron yelled as he got taken away Damon felt a tinge of guilt inside of him. Everything Baron said was precise. He was fooling everyone! But asides guilt, he felt honoured. He didn't even have to raise a finger. Oliver and Brandon stood up for him. He felt fulfilled.Even though he knew who the real mastermind was. Mrs Evans. He wasn't sure how she was aware that Baron was planning something. But she handled it well. " We're sorry for the intrusion. Please, carry on with the celebration" Oliver said out loud The guests went on and acted like nothing happened. Of course, the only reason what happened at the club the previous day didn't spread was because no one dared to speak of what happened. Just like today, no o
The party, along with the media and the guests helped spread the news of Nathan's return. The news reached the top ten hottest news in the country. And was even broadcasted on TV. Soon enough, everyone in the country heard of the news, which was Oliver's intent and was the main reason he threw a party He wanted everyone to know his grandson had returned. The news spread like wildfire, until it reached Jeremy's ears who was in a neighbouring country at that time. In a duplex in Country Z, Jeremy squeezed the phone in his hand as he listened to the other person over the phone. His jaws were clenched and his teeth were tightly gritted. "Nathan has returned sir. News of it is everywhere. I have sent the link of the news to you" The person over the phone said circumspectly, careful not to anger Jeremy with the news "When did he return?" Jeremy asked "According to the news, he returned three days ago. But it wasn't officially announced until last night when Mr Oliver Snyder threw a p
The people in the company were still chattering and gossiping about Damon. Even the receptionist left her work to join in the gossipThis was the atmosphere that welcomed Jeremy. His presence wasn't even noticed until he harrumphed and said "I don't pay all of you to chatter" The floor immediately fell into silence as everyone went back to their work. Everyone gulped internally and prayed Jeremy wouldn't make a mountain out of a molehill. No one was expecting him to return to the country so early. Thus, they were relaxed, and weren't alarmed when they were gossiping Jeremy ruled with an iron fist. He didn't have the tolerance for any kind of slack. His features were soft and delicate, which made him appear gentle. Deep inside, he was neither gentle nor delicate. " What could be the reason for all of you to leave your work to chit-chat instead?" Jeremy dipped one of his hands in his pocket and walked towards the receptionist " S-Sir. Mr Nathan was here earlier. So, we got a little
After Mr Patel left the golf place, he went back into his car and instructed his driver to go to the police station where Baron was confined. While on the way, Mr Patel wore a face mask and a face cap to conceal his identity When he arrived at the police station, he asked to see Baron. He was led into Baron's cell. "Father, what took you so long? Doesn't matter, so far you're here now. Let's get out of here. The night I spent here was hectic. If I stay here another hour, the next place you'll visit me is in the hospital" Baron immediately stood up from the wooden cranky bed when he saw his father. He dusted his trouser, held the metal door and shook it slightly "Where's the officer that'll open this door?" "Foolish child!!" Mr Patel erupted in anger. His forehead creased and his eyebrows scrunched together " Do you know the level of damage you've caused. Perhaps it will be better for you to spend a few more nights in jail" " What damage? All I did was try to tear that snake's mask
Throughout the rest of the day, Damon spent his time researching and working on his knowledge. He was cooped up in his study room and didn't even realise when the day fell dark until Margaret called him to come out for dinner He concluded what he was working on and went to the dining area. There, he met Oliver sipping his ginger tea with a smile on his face. He happily stuffed a spoonful of food into his mouth "Grandfather, are you expecting someone?" Damon asked as he took his seat. Next to Oliver, there was a clean set of plate and cutlery positioned on the table "Oh yes! Your uncle has returned to the country. He called earlier to tell me he would visit tonight. That lad almost never comes home" Oliver replied Without any clear reason, at the mention of Nathan's uncle, Jeremy, a chill ran down Damon's spine. The air on his skin stood and his heartbeat palpitated. " How was your first day at the company? Did you find anything too difficult to handle?" Oliver asked, cutting Damo
The next day, Ambrose sprawled over her bed. The blanket that was meant to cover her laid messily on the floor. Her hair was spread over her pillow as she slept in a star position The golden sunlight seeped from her window and rested on her face. Her phone beamed indicating a message came inAmbrose rubbed her eyes and groggily reached for her phone. The slumber she felt flew outside the window when she saw the headings of the message It was an email stating that she was picked to enrol in the movie she auditioned for. However, when she scrolled further down, her brows creasedShe was given the role of the second female lead instead. It was better than nothing. The earlier smile found its way back to her face. She took a screenshot of the email and forwarded it to Damon with a caption "Honey, look, I made it!" A reply came in within seconds " Expected. You did well" Ambrose's smile was so wide it almost reached her ears, she immediately typed a reply "What's my reward for gettin