Sarah continued pleading, tears streaming down her face. "Mr. Hayes, please give me a chance. I've learned my lesson, I'll never look down on anyone and I promise I'll be the best manager you've ever had. I'll work hard, I'll do anything you ask, just please don't kick me out.”Benjamin crossed his arms, his expression stern. "You think a few tears and apologies will erase what you and your friend did? I don't need someone who mocks and disrespects me working for me. Find another job; you're not welcome here.”Sarah's pleas intensified. "Mr. Hayes, please reconsider. I need this job, and I promise I'll change. I'll prove to you that I can be a valuable asset to your company. Please, I'm begging you."Benjamin sighed, unmoved. "Enough. I won't change my mind. I've seen your true colors, and I don't need that negativity in my business. You can leave now.”The old boss, sensing the intensity of the situation, took a step forward,
The staff led Benjamin to another section where the ambiance was subtly luxurious. As he entered, his eyes were immediately drawn to a meticulously designed showcase featuring the Rolex Datejust collection. It was designed in a big watch form It looked expensive and no one was near it to prevent any breaking. Also, the counters displayed an array of exquisite gold Datejust watches behind protective glass. Vibrant gold hues glittered, catching the light in an enticing display.In the surroundings, ladies and gentlemen, elegantly dressed, were admiring the watches, some making purchases with admiration in their eyes. The staff gestured toward the collection and said, "Here, sir, feel free to choose the one you want. James over there," he pointed to a knowledgeable-looking staff member, "will assist you with all the details and make sure you find the perfect Rolex for your girlfriend."Benjamin smiled appreciatively and began examining the watches on display. As he moved from one Rolex
The manager scowled and retorted, "You think paying is enough? It's not just about money; it's about the value, the time, the effort invested in that showcase. The boss won't settle for mere compensation. You've disrupted something priceless!”Benjamin, with a hint of understanding, replied, "Fine, I'll get another one made for you, something even more beautiful. I'll ensure it surpasses the value, time, and effort invested in the previous design. Consider it my way of making amends.”"He's joking, right? Can he really get someone to redesign this? Is he serious?" People whispered in disbelief. The manager snorted and said, "Enough of you, you kept mentioning amounts of paying 200,000 just to gain face. Who told you this can be remade? Do you know how much money was spent to get this design from NexaSky?""NexaSky?" Benjamin's eyes widened as he asked."Yes, NexaSky," the woman replied. "Now do you realize the gravity of the situation? You'll not be able to escape today." She said fi
"What?" the boss screamed. "Someone broke the showcase when you people were here? Are you alright? Show me who the hell did that? He or she must rest in the cells with treatment." The boss was furious."It's him, boss," the manager turned around and pointed towards Benjamin. Everyone started moving from there, leaving only Benjamin in that space."Hi, Mr. Wellington, I mistakenly broke your showcase," Benjamin said with a smile.Puff! Wellington's body shook heavily as his eyes fell on Benjamin. "Benjamin Hayes?" he murmured in fear.At that time, the police had started walking towards Benjamin with their handcuffs.The manager was stunned at how Benjamin knew the boss's name, but that wasn't the main issue to think of."Wow, so he'll be arrested. What a pity.""I thought he said he could pay. Was he lying?" the others whispered.Benjamin wasn't moved or shaken even a bit seeing the police officers walk towards him. His expression remained as calm as the ocean at night, which left the
Benjamin, satisfied with the apology, nodded approvingly and then turned to the sales guy, saying, "Pack the date just watch for me. Thank you." The sales guy, quick to act, hurried to fulfill the request. Soon, the sales guy walked in with the package and said, "Here, sir."Benjamin nodded, took it, and said, "Thank you, Mr. Wellington. I'll take my leave then."Wellington nodded and said, "Let me escort you out, Mr. Hayes."Benjamin chuckled and said, "You don't have to worry; that's...""Don't worry, Mr. Hayes. I have nothing to do now. It's not a big deal.”Benjamin didn't insist anymore and walked out with Wellington following him. When he got towards his car, Wellington was surprised and asked, "Mr. Hayes, your car is really beautiful. These types are expensive. Did you just buy it?"Benjamin shook his head and said, "It's there, but it's the first time being driven out, though. Thank you."Wellington nodded and said, "Money speaks around you, haha." He laughed.Benjamin chuc
Olive Lane shook her head and said, "No, my boss's identity isn't something he wants to reveal, so that shouldn't be a problem. If you agree with this, then you give a price, we sign everything, and that is all. What do you think?"The woman in the office suit raised an eyebrow and asked, "Why is your boss so secretive about his identity? It's unusual for a business negotiation."Olive Lane maintained a composed demeanor and replied, "My boss values his privacy in business matters. It's a strategic choice to keep the focus on the projects rather than personal details. Rest assured, our commitment to the real estate venture is genuine, and we aim for a mutually beneficial partnership."The woman leaned forward, her gaze sharp, and asked, "In the world of real estate, trust and transparency are crucial. How can we be confident in entering a partnership when one party remains undisclosed? What assurance can you provide that your boss's identity won't pose unforeseen challenges or complic
Immediately they stepped inside, the sheer size of Mirage Melody unfolded before them. The spacious interior created an immersive atmosphere, with high ceilings and an expansive dance floor that seemed to stretch into the depths of the club.Gleaming lights adorned the walls, synchronized with the rhythmic beats of the music that pulsed through the air. Plush seating areas with contemporary designs were strategically placed, offering guests a comfortable vantage point to enjoy the vibrant scene.The club's architecture played with perspectives, creating an illusion of grandeur. Neon accents and LED screens adorned the walls, casting an ethereal glow that added to the dynamic ambiance. The DJ booth, elevated and surrounded by an array of state-of-the-art equipment, overlooked the dance floor where energetic patterns of light danced along with the music.The dance floor of Mirage Melody pulsed with vibrant energy as people moved to the rhythm of the loud music echoing through the expans
Immediately Benjamin left, a man with a cigarette piece in his eyes walked over towards Cordelia. The man was dressed like a hooligan, with his messy hair, cigarettes, and tattoos. He smiled at Cordelia and touched her from behind, saying, "Hey, beauty.”Cordelia turned around, her expression shifting from surprise to discomfort as she saw the man. The man smiled and sat down, saying, "Hey, I've been watching you for so long; you're beautiful." He blew smoke around."Watching me for long? What's the reason?" Cordelia asked with a frown."You are beautiful," he winked, then lowered his voice and asked, "I'll pay how much you want so I can be with you and spend the night together."“Disgusting.” Cordelia's irritation grew, and she retorted sharply, "I'm not for sale, and I'm definitely not interested. Leave me alone." She crossed her arms, making it clear that she wanted him to step away.The man chuckled, taking another drag of his cigarette, and said, "Come on, sweetheart, everyone's
The rugged man clenched his fists, his pride warring with his fear. “You can’t be serious,” he hissed, his voice barely above a whisper.Abdelkarim cocked the gun audibly, tilting his head. “Do I look like I’m joking?”Reluctantly, the rugged man lowered himself to his knees, the humiliation evident on his face. His companions followed suit, each moving with visible hesitation. The restaurant’s patrons and staff watched in stunned silence, their eyes wide as they bore witness to the surreal scene.One of the men reached for Abdelkarim’s shoe, his hand shaking as he wiped at it with his sleeve. Abdelkarim smirked, glancing down at their feeble attempts. “Pathetic,” he muttered. “Put some effort into it.”As the men continued their reluctant task, Abdelkarim’s tone turned colder. “Now, let’s add some respect to the mix. Each of you will address me properly while you’re down there.”The rugged man looked up, his face twisted with fury and shame. “What do you mean?”Abdelkarim leaned in s
The room fell into an eerie silence, the earlier chatter and laughter evaporating like smoke. All eyes were on Abdelkarim, who stood tall with the gun firmly in his grasp. Even the rugged man who had slapped him seemed caught off guard, his eyes widening in a mix of disbelief and anger.Benjamin, who had been calmly observing moments earlier, straightened in his seat, his sharp gaze narrowing as he assessed the situation. He hadn't anticipated this escalation, and for a fleeting moment, his surprise flickered across his face. Cipherella, sitting beside him, froze, her lips parting slightly as her eyes darted between Abdelkarim and the scarred man.The tension was palpable. The rugged man pushed his chair back slightly, his hands clenching into fists as if ready to retaliate. His companions, who had been laughing moments ago, now looked uneasy, their confidence shaken."You think this is funny?" Abdelkarim said, his voice steady, but the undercurrent of anger was unmistakable. He point
The room went tense as Abdelkarim froze, his gaze darting nervously to the man’s threatening expression. Around them, a few other patrons glanced over.Cipherella’s delicate brows furrowed with concern as she leaned closer to Benjamin, her voice barely above a whisper. "Master, they’re trying to bully him," she said, her eyes darting between Abdelkarim and the rugged man.Benjamin didn’t respond immediately. His sharp gaze remained fixed on the scene, observing every detail—the posture of the men, Abdelkarim’s unease, and the simmering tension in the air. Finally, he nodded slowly and said, "Let’s just watch for now.”"But Master—" Cipherella started, her worry evident."Relax," Benjamin interrupted gently, his tone calm but firm. "Let’s see how he handles himself first. If things go too far, I’ll step in."Cipherella hesitated, but she trusted Benjamin’s judgment. She bit her lip and stayed quiet, her hands clasped tightly in her lap as her eyes returned to Abdelkarim.Meanwhile, Abd
As they entered, Benjamin's gaze swept over the bustling interior of the establishment. The atmosphere was thick with chatter, clinking glasses, and faint music playing in the background. At one side of the room, a group of rugged-looking men occupied a long table. They were loud, drinking and eating heartily, with wisps of smoke curling from the cigarettes and cigars they casually puffed.Their appearances were striking—some had jagged scars running across their cheeks.Others had scarves tied around their heads, their expressions hard and uninviting, with sharp eyes that scanned the room like predators on the lookout. A few wore leather jackets with frayed edges, while others had rugged shirts and boots.Benjamin took note but didn’t linger on them. Instead, he calmly made his way to an unoccupied corner on the other side of the room. He settled into a chair with an air of quiet authority, his face betraying no hint of concern. Cipherella followed closely, her gaze flickering brief
Benjamin settled back onto the couch, gesturing for Cipherella to sit. She listened intently as he recounted the night's events."Cipherella," he began, "I met Abdelkarim yesterday. His boss wasn’t exactly treating him right, and he seemed ready for a change."Abdelkarim shifted uneasily, but Benjamin continued. "We ended up being followed by three of Darnell's men. They tried to corner us, but I convinced them to switch sides and work for me. Abdelkarim here was part of that, and he’s proven he’s willing to take on something bigger.”Cipherella raised an eyebrow, intrigued but cautious. “And they just… agreed? Just like that?”Benjamin nodded, a faint smirk playing on his lips. "Sometimes all it takes is to show someone what they’re worth. They’d been risking their lives for scraps. Now, they have a reason to be loyal." He glanced at Abdelkarim, who looked both grateful and a little overwhelmed.Cipherella sighed, finally relaxing a bit. “If you trust him, Master, then that’s enough
The men exchanged nervous glances, doubling down on their story despite Darnell's threat. The first man cleared his throat, attempting to sound confident. "Boss, like we said, it was just a routine check. We saw the car following and thought it could be a minor threat, so we stopped to make sure it wasn’t an issue. But they turned around as soon as we approached."The second man nodded quickly. "Exactly, boss. We didn’t think it was worth disturbing you for something so small, figured we could handle it ourselves.”Darnell's gaze remained icy, not buying the excuses. His eyes bored into each one of them, but they held firm, each nodding in agreement, sticking to their story. "We were just looking out for you, boss," the third one added, trying to muster confidence. "Didn’t want to waste your time.”Darnell narrowed his eyes at them one last time, as if weighing the truth of their story. Finally, with a wave of his hand, he dismissed the tension. “Fine,” he said sharply. “Get back in
The men climbed out of their cars and walked over to Darnell’s vehicle, where he stood waiting, his expression already dark with suspicion. As they approached, he wasted no time.“What’s wrong?” Darnell’s voice cut through the silence, his gaze sharp and unyielding. “Where’s the last car?”The men looked at each other, shifting uncomfortably, clearly at a loss. Finally, one of them spoke up. “We...we don’t know, boss. One minute, they were right behind us, and the next...they weren’t.”Darnell’s jaw tightened. “I don’t want excuses. Give me an answer.”They fumbled for words, but all they could offer was a helpless shrug. Frustrated, Darnell took a deep breath and crossed his arms. “Fine. Who was in the last car? Give me their names. Now.”The men stammered for a moment, then rattled off the names of the three who had been in the missing car, exchanging nervous glances as they waited for Darnell's reaction.Darnell narrowed his eyes, his impatience evident. “Call them. Now,” he ordere
As the men disappeared down the road, Abdelkarim turned to Benjamin, a worried crease on his brow. "Do you trust them? What if they tell their boss everything?"Benjamin's expression was unwavering. "They won’t."Abdelkarim’s eyebrows rose, disbelief flickering in his gaze. "How do you know?"Benjamin smirked, a trace of confidence in his eyes. "Because I gave them something Darnell never has: respect. They’ve been doing his dirty work for scraps. Darnell treats them as disposable. But me? I just paid them a month’s worth in minutes and offered them a way out. Right now, loyalty is cheap—but it’s the one thing Darnell can't buy.”Abdelkarim nodded slowly, his gaze steadying with newfound determination. “I’m ready to work for you, Benjamin,” he said with a slight smile. “But... tonight, I don’t have anywhere to stay. I might just end up sleeping in the car.”Benjamin’s expression softened. “Don’t worry about that. You’ll stay with me,” he replied. “As long as you’re willing to follow m
Benjamin looked at them intently. “How much do you want to be paid?” he asked, his voice calm but commanding.The men glanced at each other, hesitating for a moment. Finally, one spoke up, “Every month… pay us double what Darnell does.”The other nodded, adding quickly, “Yeah. 2000 dollars each.”Benjamin smirked, a glint of amusement in his eyes. He had expected them to ask for something outrageous—10,000, even 50,000 dollars a month. Instead, they only wanted a mere double of what Darnell paid them. To someone like him, 2000 dollars was nothing, even if he had to pay them that amount daily.“Deal,” he said without hesitation, nodding once.They stared at him, dumbfounded. “Wait… deal? Just like that?” one of them asked, disbelief evident in his voice.Benjamin shrugged. “2000 dollars a month is nothing to me if you’re loyal and good at what you do.”They exchanged glances, still stunned by his response. "You... you really mean that?" one of them asked, sounding almost hopeful.Benja