Cole scanned the bar for a certain skinny brunette. The same brunette Bruce had saved from him the other day. He had tons of questions to ask her.His search, however, was futile as she was nowhere to be seen. Was she a lost relative of Mr. Carter that he had found on the day he harassed her? Cole asked himself.He looked around again. If he couldn't find her, he knew the best person to get his answers from. He was a certain short and plump man."Mr. Griffin," Cole called out, feigning a smile."Ugh." Mr. Griffin rolled his eyes as soon as he saw him. He went over to him with a frown on his face. "What do you want?"Cole leaned closer. "We need to talk.""Say whatever you want to say right here.""I used to be your favorite. Why the cold shoulders now?""Because of you, Mr. Archibald is giving me the same cold shoulders," Mr. Griffin droned. "Just say what you want and get the hell out of here." Cole drew a deep breath. "It's about the brunette.""The same brunette that made you figh
Murmurs erupted from the crowd and Bruce stood, watching them without saying a word."Is he trying to prank us?" One of the guests asked. More questions sprang up afterward. "Why introduce him if we won't see his face?" "Is there something wrong with the faces of the Ace family? Why do they hide behind a mask?""How do we even know that he is the real son of Ace?""Some of you here are extremely rich," Archibald said with a raised voice and the murmurs went down. They wanted to know where he was driving at."You know the cons of being rich. The rate of kidnapping in this town keeps on increasing as the day goes by. Rich people are their target. Since your face is known, walking in the street without bodyguards is dangerous." Mr. Archibald then turned to Bruce. "B. A. Ace, son of Astor Ace, is now the richest man on earth. Imagine how hard it would be for him if the world sees his face. My Young Master here wants a life of freedom. If he takes off this mask for you all to see his fac
Bruce thought of the recent occurrences in his life as he walked towards J. J. Fulton's house.Everyone now knows that Astor Ace's fruit exists. The news of Archibald introducing him was everywhere. What if he turned out not to be Astor Ace's son when the DNA test result comes out? Bruce asked himself.It will be embarrassing for him.Mr. Archibald insisted that he looks exactly like Astor Ace, but he could just be a younger doppelganger of the man, not necessarily his son. Well, thankfully, he did not show his face to the world, but everyone knew Archibald was and it'll be really embarrassing for him. He heaved a sigh as soon as he got into the Fulton's house."Where the hell were you?" Lucia asked, glaring at him."Mom," Jade called out in a warning tone."I'm doing this for your good," Lucia says to her daughter. "He spent the whole night outside. Aren't you worried that he might have spent your hard-earned money on another woman. I mean, why else would a jobless man spend a nig
Mr. Archibald took the result from the man and Bruce's heart beat faster as he went on to open it."What's in there?" Mrs. Williamson asked curiously. Bruce noticed how tense she was and wondered why. He is the one that should be tense, not her."What's in there?" Mrs. Williamson rushed to stand beside Mr. Archibald who smiled as soon as he saw the result.Bruce heaved a sigh, knowing that Mr. Archibald's smile meant that he was right about Bruce being Astor Ace's son. "He is his son?" Mrs. Williamson looked terrified. "How come?""Mrs. Williamson, it looks like you aren't happy with the new development," Mr. Archibald pointed out and she smiled. Her smile looked feigned to Bruce and he wondered why she would feign a smile. It seemed like she really didn't want Astor Ace's son to be alive, but why? It was a question Bruce had to find answers to soon."Now that it is certain that I'm Astor Ace's son, I must avenge his death," Bruce muttered to himself. "Nicholas Athen killed my father
Mr. Archibald's hands swung by his side as he stomped to the conference room. He fumed as he did so. "Mrs. Williamson," he snarled, pushing the door open. Murmurings erupted from the executive members. "What's the meaning of this?" Mrs. Williamson asked, surprised at how he barged into the room and yelled her name."You made me prove to you that the young man I introduced as Astor Ace's son is truly his son, right?""Yes, I did so for the good of the company," Mrs. Williamson replied and Mr. Archibald scoffed."You did that because Nicholas Athen asked you to. All this while, you've been feeding the sworn enemy of AAB groups with important information about this company," Mr. Archibald sneered.Everyone present gasped and turned to Mrs. Williamson, who was too ashamed to deny Mr. Archibald's allegations. Knowing the kind of person Mr. Archibald was, she assumed, he wouldn't accuse her without tangible proof. "Mr. Nicholas once worked here. I don't see anything wrong in him asking a
Nicholas Athen got up from his seat and paced up and down his office. It was the first time he was as scared as he was at the moment.He heard a soft knock on his door."Who's that?" Nicholas asked."It's your secretary. There's a document for you to sign."Nicholas ignored her, expecting her to leave."It's from FR groups. You've always wanted co-operation with them and—""Come in," Nicholas said, interrupting her. He knew what Bruce was doing. He was trying to mess with him. Nicholas took in a huge breath. He promised himself to not let Bruce scare him."Mr. Athen," the secretary called out, holding out the document to him.‘When I'd deal with you, I'd just take one step and I promise you, it won't take long.’Bruce's words were stuck in his head. He reached out to the cigarette on his desk, took a drag, and hit the side of his head continuously. He wanted to get Bruce's words out of his head."Mr. Athen are you alright?" His secretary's voice was unclear at first."Mr. Athen? Are
"Cole Fulton, right?" Mr. Archibald was as surprised as Bruce to see Cole.Mr. Gerald beamed. Cole was from a rich family. Mr. Gerald felt Cole could help him and would do so since he once stood by his side."Cole, what are you doing here? Do you—" before Bruce could complete his second question, Cole ran off.Bruce and Mr. Archibald glanced at each other with each of them trying to decipher what made Cole react the way he did."He could have just made up a reason for being here. Why run away? That'll be more suspicious," Mr. Archibald said with a shrug and it kept Bruce thinking. What on Earth was Cole doing?Mr. Archibald turned to Mr. Gerald. "I'm guessing you thought he'd help you, right? Well, your helper just ran off. I think you should do the same."Mr. Gerald went down on his knees. "Please," he cried out to Mr. Archibald and went ahead to hold his legs. "Have mercy. My company is at stake here." "You can beg me for as long as you want, but I won't do a thing. The only person
‘CETAN’Bruce could read the word that was boldly written on top of the building before him.As he stared at the word, he felt like peeling it off the building. He would most probably get away with doing that if he was wearing an expensive suit and a black mask.Bruce looked at his clothes. He wore a delivery man polo and trousers. He wore a nose mask and a pair of glasses to disguise himself. He could not risk letting Nicholas Athen see his bare face which was similar to that of his father, Astor Ace."Very soon," Bruce muttered to himself as he looked up at the building with a mischievous smile. In less than 24 hours, the name Cetan would be like he wants it to be—peeled off and replaced by AAB groups.Two men in black walked out of the building, piquing Bruce's interest. Before he could say, Jack Robinson, Nicholas Athen walked out of the building. Bruce looked on in disdain as he watched the man behind his parents' death walking freely and majestically. Bruce furrowed his eyebrows