Still holding the envelope with a triumphant look on his face, Liam dialed Dave's phone. “Where are you?” He asked when he heard his voice on the other end. “You know what, I will send a doc to you right now. I need you to check in with it and return your findings as soon as possible.” “I will be waiting.” At the end of the call, Liam took a snap of all the documents and then sent them to Dave who swung into action at once. Grabbing his remote off the table, he turned on the TV only to turn it off the next minute. The broadcasting station was airing the episode that had happened that morning. Pushing his hand into his pockets, he made his way out of his office and then went straight to the guardrail, looking over the whole place. “Just like Giovanni!” Sam announced his presence. He has been waiting for Liam to step out ever since Dave left his office. Acting like no one was there, Liam titled his head to the side. “Are you attempting to jump over too?” He asked, nudging his sid
Instead of leaving like Alaric had wanted, Liam stayed put, nodding his head in rhythm and tapping his feet on the floor like he was listening to music. “Aren't you leaving?” Alaric finally asked. He was frustrated beyond measure and he wanted to vent but Liam wasn't giving him the chance to do so. “I already prepared a press conference. I will have to accompany you there since I’m the subject matter.” Liam replied, his focus now on himSeeing Alaric frustrated made his stomach churn in excitement. Even still, he didn't allow himself to be swayed. Even if Alaric doesn't have a backup plan for the now, he was going to come up with one as soon as possible. On arrival at the hall, the flashing lights of cameras were blinding that Liam had to use his hand to shield his face. With Dave’s help, he had reached out to reporters from different broadcasting stations to cover the conference. “Good day everyone.” Alaric began. “Just yesterday, AI technology was thrown into chaos when Marti
It was already dusk but Alaric was yet to get over what had happened. It was a slap to his face and he couldn't sit back without taking action. Biting his lower lips as he paced around his balcony, he had his hand resting on his hips. “I wonder how he was able to lay his hands on that. All these while, he had been snooping on me or… someone on the inside helped him.” He muttered, just then, Sam joined him. With his hands clasped in front of him, he did a curt bow. “Sir, I didn't find anything.” His voice was low but audible for Alaric to hear. “You didn't find anything, not even a grain you mean.” “It was a clean job, he was extremely careful with his deals.” He replied only to have his back against the wall the next minute. Still fuming, Alaric walked up to him, grabbing the cuff of his shirt, he tossed him aside again, eliciting a loud groan that shook the foundation of the house. It was at this moment that Giovanni walked in. Seeing this, he didn't need anyone to tell him w
Liam was already at the table having breakfast with Naya when Rose arrived, scraping the floor with the chair she had pulled out. For the next few minutes, it was the sound of clinking cutlery that rented the air until Rose decided to speak. Clearing her throat, she leaned towards Liam, “Your company is something else these days.” She smacked her lips as she crossed her hand on her chest. “You should pull out Liam. At this rate, I’m scared you're going to lose yourself.” Naya joined in. “What do you mean?” “Stop pretending to be a dunce.” Rose snapped, sending her fist against the table. “Well, it's all good since you were not accused of killing Giovanni.” “Oh, about that.” Liam chuckled a bit. Tugging his hair, he leaned back on his seat as he wiped his mouth with the serviette. “It was an accident, no one killed him.” He said after a while. “I hope it remains that way. You know, I dread watching the news because I'm scared your face would pop up again.” Naya mumbled, chewing
Since it was the weekend, Naya and Rose decided to go shopping, instead of sitting idle at home.Wren had just pulled up beside the mall when Rose grabbed Naya’s arm, nodding at Alaric who was getting out of his car at that time. “I wonder what his mission is this time around. I hope no one gets hurt.” Rose muttered, watching him as he made his way into the building. “Let's go in.” Naya said, pushing the door open but Rose was quick to bang it shut. “If he sees you, he will start running his mouth.” Rose snapped. Rolling her eyes, she added, “I can't stand him, I will tend to hit him across his face.” She huffed while Naya just laughed.“That's exactly what I intend to do too, so we are on the same page.” Patting her shoulder, she went ahead to say, “Running away from him shows we are cowards and we aren't.” “Just be careful, that man is more dangerous than you think.” Wren said he had been listening to their conversation. “Don't worry about us, we will be fine.” Naya replied wi
Sitting opposite Silvan in a bar, Naya had a straw to her lips as she stared out of the window. They had been sitting without saying a word to each other since they arrived and she was getting bored already. Naya was about to break the silence when he cleared his throat and with a sigh of relief, she snapped her head in his direction. “Where have you been?” She asked, her gaze fixed on him. “I just returned from IT training. Remember I'm taking over my family tech company and so I have to be prepared.” He replied with a hint of pride in his tone. Already bored, she couldn't help but ask, “Why are we here?”“That's because I want to speak with you.” Leaning towards her, he clasped his hand on the table, “I wanted to withhold this from you but I can't do that anymore. I have been unable to have a good sleep each time I think about it and it is affecting my mental health.” Not knowing what to say, she raised her brow at him, urging him to go on with his words. “It's about Liam.”
After leaving the shopping mall earlier, Alaric had returned to his office only to learn that he missed his first meeting with his team members. Liam has made him a team leader for the project while Mr. Jones led the other team and him the last. “Sir, we have to start building up our model, otherwise, we wouldn't be able to present a thing at the end of the day.” Bernard, his assistant snapped. He was livid because when he called earlier, Alaric had refused to pick his calls and every attempt to reach out to him was futile. “The project is going to flop, is there a need to exert our effort on it?” Alaric replied in a carefree tone, confusing Bernard in the process. “Pardon!” “Organize the others and commence preparation immediately, once I’m done with the project at hand, I will avail myself for further meetings.” “Okay sir, I will do as you have said.” He replied with a curt bow and then took his leave. Now left to himself, Alaric balled his hand into his fist and then fist p
On arrival at the bar, Alaric was led to the private session where Silvan was waiting for him with a glass of liquor in hand. “You’re here.” He said, adding more cubes to his glass. “Seems you have something interesting to say to me.” Alaric poured himself a glass as he took his seat. Silvan didn't respond immediately as he kept swirling the content of his hand, the cube making a rhythmical sound. “I'm a bit disappointed, you know.” Silvan said, refiling his empty glass. “Why is that?” “Liam keeps tossing you around and… man, it's not funny. You have to do something before it becomes too late.” He said, drumming his finger against the table.“I'm still working on it.” “Nathan was right when he said you can't beat him. He is way too smarter than you are even with your henchmen all over the place.” His words made Alaric livid as he grasped the edge of the table. Trying not to slam back at him, he took a long sip from his glass. “Because of that, Nathan told me the same thing. H