Smith stopped midway before he could reach the entrance of the restaurant. He turned back and returned to his car. He called for Micheal's attention. "What do you need, Young Master?" Micheal asked with his head bowed with respect. "I need some information about the manager of this restaurant. I want his bank code. You can hack that, right?" He asked, and Michael nodded his head affirmatively. "Is that all, young Master?" Micheal asked, and he nodded his head. "Okay, I'll do that in a jiffy," he said, walked into the car, and brought out an Apple laptop from the car. He placed it on the car bonnet and began to operate on it. It took him only a minute to hack into the restaurant system. "Done sir," he said, and Smith looked up. He was astonished by his pace. He was indeed a good hacker if he could hack into the bank of the restaurant manager in less than a minute. He was grateful that his father gifted him someone competent and talented. Micheal moved closer to him and whisper
"What is happening? Why is the sale going down? Why did I debit without making any purchases?" Mr. Carlos barked with an angry look on his face as different negative notifications kept popping up on his phone. For some unknown reasons, his overall marketing sales had decreased badly, and he couldn't find his interest and profit anymore. He was extremely scared and angry. He knew someone was behind what was happening to him but he couldn't tell who the person was. Maybe he had offended a wealthy and influential person unknowingly. Truly, only the people with power and wealth could make such a thing happen to him. But who could that person be?"Ella!" He called out to his secretary, who rushed into his room as though she was planning to enter the offer. "What is it, Sir?" She asked, with her voice fidgeting in fear. She could tell that her boss was angry so she dared not make him angrier than he was. "How dare you ask me this question, huh?""Why did you use the money in my accoun
Mr. Carlos was surprised by Smith's question. It was a question he least expected Smith to ask him. He thought Smith was going to ask him why he had fired him from work and he would have to come up with a lie to tell him but Smith asked him the question directly as though he knew someone had to do with his dismissal in his restaurant. Smith stroked his chin gently as he stared at the man before him. He was carefully reading his expression and body movement. Even though Mr. Carlos was cruel, he knew he wouldn't fire him from his restaurant for no reason since he had been consistent. He knew someone must have been influenced by someone with money. "Why aren't you talking? Who told you to sack me? I'm going to ask you this question for the last time," Smith demanded in a cold tone, and Mr. Carlos shivered in fear. "I wonder why you're asking me this question,""That's because I want to know," Smith calmly said, even though he was becoming impatient.That was one of the reasons why he
What's wrong? Smith squeezed his face as he heard some noise from behind. He turned back and shook his head with a sigh as he saw Mr. Carlos ran after his car relentlessly with a beautiful ten-year-old girl in his arms. He could tell that she was his daughter. Why was he running after his car with his daughter? He asked himself but he couldn't get an answer to it. "Stop!" He ordered, and Micheal stepped on the brake without hesitation. He removed his hand away from the steering wheel and turned to Smith. "Hope there's no problem, Sir," he said respectfully, and Smith nodded his head calmly without responding. "Park the car beside the road and wait for them," Smith said coldly, and Micheal drove the car out of the expressway to an empty field. Smith crooked his chin and sat crossed-leg in his car as he waited patiently for Mr. Carlos. He reached out to the magazine that was lying on the chair beside him. He took it and glanced through it. He clenched his hand and bit his lip
"Please don't leave, Mr. Gabriel," Olivia called out to Gabriel, who was heading to his office with a smile beaming on his face. He was happy that a customer bought one of the most expensive cars in his car collection. He didn't know that the supposed customer was just bragging and also wanted a refund for the car she'd purchased. "What is it, ma'am? How may I help you?" He asked with a charming smile as he turned to her. She walked closer to him and leaned closer to him then whispered to him. "Please I need your help.""What is that?" He asked with a confused look. He wondered why she was nervous to request his help. "What do you need ma'am? Do you want the car to be delivered to you today? If that's the issue then no problem," he said, and she bit on her lower lips. "No, that's not the issue. I don't need that car. You won't have a problem in refunding the money, right?" She asked, and he nodded his head affirmatively. "You want a refund?" He asked with a surprised look. His t
"Argh!"Jayden punched the wall behind him and gritted his teeth as he remembered how his father yelled at him because of his illegitimate son, Smith. He thought he was his father's favorite until Smith came into the picture, and his father started taking special care of Smith like he was worth it. Of course, he wasn't worth it because he was just an illegitimate son. Why was his father taking care of him in that manner? That was a question that he couldn't get an answer to, and it was disturbing his mind. Somehow, he felt useless and angry at himself for the turn of tides. Not only did his father give him luxurious items but his father also gifted him the two most talented personnel in his squad, Stella and Micheal. His father refused to give them to him, claiming that they were talented but he gave them to Smith voluntarily. He was planning to punish the man who dared to challenge him in his father's five five-star hotel until he came the next day and found out that he was his f
Smith groaned out with a frustrated look as his phone kept blaring non-stop. He reached out to his phone and switched it off. He stood up from the king-sized bed and stretched his arms. He squinted his eyes as the sun cast its rays into his room. He opened his eyes and yawned loudly. He stretched his arms and his eyes widened in shock as he stared at the clock, it was ten minutes past twelve. Somehow, his heart skipped in fear when he realized that he was late for work. It was when he rushed into the bathroom, that he realized that he was no longer working for that restaurant as a part-time cleaner and chef. He felt a strange warmth in his heart when he realized how he didn't have to wake up early and rush to work just to be paid peanuts. Somehow, he was grateful to God that his life took a drastic change for good. From being a part-time cleaner and chef to becoming the son of an Emperor, who had a trillion dollars in assets under his name. He took a deep breath as he shoved him
Smith took a deep breath and turned to Edward, who stood in front of him with his arms crossed under his broad chest. He didn't forget to size up the suit that he was putting on, it was the latest model of Louis Vuitton suit. It seemed he was going to attend a powerful meeting. "Hey, where do you think you're heading to?" Edward asked in a cold tone as he swept his cold gaze on the poor-looking man who was before him. It took everything in him not to shrink in disgust. Smith's presence disgusted him. "What do you want?" Smith asked indifferently, not ready for his troubles that morning. "I should be asking you that question, you fool. What are you doing here?" Edward asked. "Why shouldn't I be here?" Smith replied to him with a question. "That's because you're not qualified to be here. I'm sure you're here to seek a job, right?" Edward asked, and he scoffed inwardly. "What made you think you're supposed to be here?" Smith didn't hold back. He retorted in a cold tone. Edward fel
The old ancestor stopped attending to his wound and turned to Micheal with a shocked expression on his face. “Huh?” He muttered with a confused look on his face and Micheal nodded his head in response. “Are you sure about what you're talking about? You want to follow the cultivation path?” The old ancestor asked. “Yes, old ancestor. I have made up my mind. I want to follow the path you followed to become strong and powerful,” Micheal said affirmatively with his eyes burning with coldness and fury. The old ancestor smiled and nodded his head in satisfaction when he saw how determined Micheal was. Micheal had to made up his mind because of everything that happened. Not only was he hated by the members of the Rodriguez family because of Smith but he was also bullied. None of them wanted to be a friend with a betrayer. He made such decisions because he also wanted to make Smith suffer for what he had done to his family in such a way that he wouldn't be able to recover from it. “But
“Who are you, Micheal?” Micheal asked in a cold tone while his body trembled slightly in fear as he glanced at the man who was staring at him with a cold and piercing gaze. It seemed as though the man was prying inside his son and he couldn't do anything about it. Something about that man was strange and mysterious. Not only did his voice travel across every corner of the building without any modern equipment but it also made them tremble in fear. How could a member of the Rodriguez family be so strong and mysterious? This was the question that was on the mind of the members of the Rodriguez family who were present in the estate. They stared at the man in fear. “You don't have to be scared of me. I'm one of you.”“Your family is only a branch of the Rodriguez family and I can be considered as one of your ancestors. I'm called Elder Lin.” The man said in a calm tone as he walked toward them. Gasp! Gasp! Gasp!Everyone gasped out in shock when they heard his statement. Who didn't
Georgia was rushed to the hospital by her family members. Although they were facing different challenges because of her, they were there to support her because her unborn child was the only person that could change their fate. They didn't take Smith's words seriously. Even if he doesn't believe that he was the father of the child, they could convince him to do a DNA test to prove who the father of the child was. “We have to make sure she doesn't die.”“Yes. We can't allow anything to happen to the child inside of her.”“We have to protect her. That's the only way we can reclaim our position in Phoenix City again.”The members of the Rodriguez family were desperate and willing to make sure that the unborn child inside of Georgia survive. If only they knew that fate had something else in store for them. “Where's the doctor?” Micheal asked angrily with a cold look on his face when he realized that his family members weren't willing to listen to him like they do in the past. At that m
As soon as Smith returned home, he met someone he wasn't expecting to see. At least so soon. He saw his father, Mr. Anderson, smiling at him warmly as he stared at him. “Welcome back, son,” his dad said and hugged him warmly.He hugged his father back without any sign of hesitation even though he wondered what was wrong. “You did a great job sir. I wouldn't have believed that you're so decisive if I didn't see it myself,” his father said and he arched his eyebrows. He looked up with a surprised look on his face when he realized what his father was trying to talk about. He shook his head with a sigh. He couldn't help but wonder how his father managed to find out about what happened in the Rodriguez's estate so soon. He was unaware that his father had sent someone there secretly to broadcast everything that happened there to him privately. He was amazed and satisfied with his son's judgment. He didn't expect Smith to be so decisive and ruthless to those who dare to go against him.
Georgia sighed and shuddered inexplicably when she heard his statement. She felt warmth in her heart when she saw how considerate he was about her. A thought crossed her mind as she stared at the young man she used to look down upon until he revealed his identity as the Young Master of the Edward family.“Did he let her go because he knows the identity of the unborn child inside of me? Does he know that he's the father of my unborn child?” She shook her head as the thought crossed her mind. She felt it was almost impossible for him to find out that he was the father of the unborn child inside of her. She didn't bother to tell him now because she felt it was absurd and shameful. Apart from that, there's a chance that he wouldn't believe her. How could he believe her when he couldn't remember having sex with her? That was right. The only thing he had sex with her was when he was drunk so it was normal that he couldn't remember it because she was discreet about everything that happene
Smith smiled coldly as he watched the family members of the Rodriguez family cry sorrowfully after the demise of Madam Kate, who was a mother and grandmother to all of them. He felt half of the burden he had been crying in his heart and mind decreased the moment she fell on the floor lifeless. He has been carrying the hatred and pain for more than five years. His life felt like hell during the five years that he spent in the Rodriguez family. They treated him as trash and relegated him to a post even insignificant before the house maids in the Rodriguez family. No one regarded him despite being the husband of Georgia, who was a good member of the Rodriguez family. He had always hated himself for being weak and helpless before them. He had promised to make them regret their actions in the past even though he didn't believe himself. Who could have believed that after five years his father would find him and bring him back home to enjoy unlimited wealth? Despite the atmosphere that w
Madam Kate gasped out in shock as soon as Smith finished his statement. His statement caused the expression of the members of the Rodriquez family to go grim. They were extremely shocked and shaken by Smith's statement. None of them expected him to be so ruthless and cold-hearted. Although it was within their speculation and expectation, they couldn't help but feel shocked and helpless. Madam Kate, on the other hand, looked at him with a hint of unwillingness and despair. She knew there was nothing she could do. Resisting or fighting back was futile because Smith was determined to make sure that she kills herself. At that moment, she regretted going against him. It was too late to repair the damage that she had done to him in the past. She made him feel less of a human because he was not worthy or up to their standard. Smith remained cold and expressionless faced with the pleas of the members of the Rodriguez family. It was natural for him to be ruthless to the family that dared
Micheal looked up at him hesitantly for a while, unable to find an answer to Smith's question. He was also not expecting Smith's question. He knew it was not necessary for Smith to ask him such a question because he was among those who went against him and looked down upon the Rodriguez family the most in the past. Could Smith not know that he was trying to save himself from the crisis?Madam Kate felt slightly embarrassed that her supposed favorite son-in-law didn't hesitate to leave when the family was faced with such a threat. She didn't blame him either because she knew that their chance of survival was low considering what they've done against him in the past and even recently before his identity as the Young Master of the Edward family was revealed. “Why aren't you saying anything? Don't tell me that you are shocked by my question,” Smith demanded in a cold tone as he stared at him with a piercing gaze. Micheal swallowed the lump in his throat when he saw the menacing look th
Huh? Smith was quite taken aback by her question. He arched his eyebrows and stared at her with a confused look on his face. He couldn't help but chuckled inwardly when he heard her question. Instead of asking her questions, he redirected the question to her. “Don’t you think that's a ridiculous question, Kate? If you were in my shoes and you were trampled upon in the past, what are you going to do to such people?” He asked in a calm tone. He had a cold smile on his face that made him look sinister and unapproachable. Madam Kate shuddered in fear and swallowed the lump of saliva in her throat when she heard his question. She couldn't dare to refute him. She knew he was saying the truth anyways. If someone has offended her the same way she has offended him, she would make sure that person doesn't go scot-free. But how could she tell him such a thing? It would make no difference than shooting herself in the legs. She kept quiet while trembling in fear as she stared at Smith, who l