After two weeks, Jeremy finally secured his release with some help from influential contacts, but the staggering $200 million fine weighed heavily on their shoulders.Mr. Ray expressed his concern, "We can't even sell the company for that amount. How could we come up with such money?"Jeremy reassured him, "We'll be okay. All we need to do is sell the company, and I'll do my best to make the auction successful."Aiden chimed in, worried about paying off Mr. Gabriel, "But how will we deal with Uncle?"Jeremy replied confidently, "I'll meet with him myself."Mr. Ray intervened, concerned for Jeremy's safety, "No, you won't. I can't lose another child."Jeremy remained determined, "You're not losing anyone. I'll negotiate with him, and if necessary, we can use him against Tom."Mr. Ray asked cautiously, "Can you make that happen?"Jeremy nodded.****The other light was off while the spotlight was on Jeremy as he presented the company, trying to hide their desperation.But people knew th
Max arrived at the destination the man gave her, an unfinished building likely intended for a factory. He stood on the rooftop, feeling uneasy as the chilly wind sent shivers down his spine. He wished he could escape this situation."You're a man of time," a voice suddenly came from behind him, and when he turned around, he saw the old man. The old man had orchestrated that blind encounter perfectly."Where is it?" the old man asked.Max let out a sharp exhale, "You should have pretended you didn't see anything.""Why would I pretend when I've seen it all? I can't believe the son of the most prestigious family could do this," the old man replied with a smirk."I should have let him kill you," Max lamented."Anyway, where is the money?" the old man demanded."That's a lot. I'll give you one million," Max bargained.The man burst into laughter. "I'm not here for that. So, you don't have the exact money?""Consider this an opportunity. There's no evidence," Max said, his voice icy cold.
Tom's POV:We kept walking for a few minutes without talking to each other. Ariana seemed to have something on her mind, but she remained silent. Finally, she spoke, "I accepted your offer." I wondered what offer she was referring to and what we needed to discuss. It was as if she could read my thoughts when she continued, "About the house, I would like to move out from that house." "Oh, that... it's a great idea. I'll get you an apartment," I said. "Thanks," she replied, but she still hadn't voiced what was really on her mind. "What do you really want to say?" I asked. She stopped and faced me, her voice trembling, "Tom... can you..." "What is it?" I asked. "Can we go back to how things were?" she finally uttered. I was shocked, startled, and at the same time, my heart melted as she said it. ******* Max and Jeremy watched the body, blood splattered around it, a gruesome sight. Max wanted to rush up and see who the killer was. "You don't have to... he wouldn't be there anym
Tom's pov.I pushed her away slightly, feeling the weight of my words, "We shouldn't be doing this," I said, but my voice betrayed the turmoil within me.Araina moved closer, her eyes pleading. "Why deny it, Tom? I love you. I want to be with you.""It's impossible. I'm already in love with someone else.""Are you sure you love her, Tom? I can sense your feelings," she insisted, drawing nearer. Pushing me gently onto the sofa, she kissed me. This time, I couldn't resist. As we kissed, I felt myself betraying Riley, every second eroding my loyalty."Get rid of the footage now," Max's voice boomed with urgency."Why, babe? It's is safe in my hand," she sneered."What are you saving it for ? What's the real purpose?" Max demanded, his tone edged with concern.She smirked, "As assurance.""Assurance for what?" he pressed."That you won't leave me. That you'll stay, no matter what," she stated, her eyes fixed on him.Max sighed deeply, feeling the weight of the situation. He knows it's dan
"What will we do?" Sean asked Riley, who sat without any sign of concern. "Won't you say anything? The boss is in danger right now." "And why should I care? Should we sacrifice ourselves for him? I'm sure he will find a way to save himself," she said nonchalantly. Sean groaned in anger as the door flung open and Baroan entered. Sean quickly explained things to her. "Then we have to swing into action, Riley," Allison called to her. She didn't reply. "She said it's none of her concern. We have to find a way out by ourselves." "Why was he abducted?" Allison asked. "In front of his house," he said. "I'm sure you can track them with the nearby CCTV. I will call a reliable police officer for backup." Sean nods, "Okay, I will." Riley stood up and was about to walk out. Allison held her. "What happened? Why are you doing this?" "That jerk dared to cheat on me. After numerous times I overlooked it for him, he let that woman sleep over in her house," she yelled. Allison was surpr
Tom POV. The best way to seek revenge doesn't involve violence or physical fights. Instead, the real power lies in causing emotional distress to your adversaries, catching them off guard with unexpected actions that leave them shaken. Show them that you are capable of achieving great things, making them feel small and regretful. Make them beg for forgiveness and apologize continuously. But most importantly, don't give them the comfort of forgiveness. This is my mission, my unwavering purpose. My revenge. ***** A flashback from five years ago. Kneeling down has become a familiar position for me. Within this family, I find myself trapped, unable to survive independently. I lack any place to turn to, devoid of any other family to seek solace from. "Please, allow me to stay. I promise I will repay your money," I pleaded desperately. "You have brought disgrace upon us, and it's impossible for you to repay such a sum, given your impoverished state," my father-in-law sneered. "Y
Tom's POV As the night draped itself in a cloak of darkness, I remained on my knees, enduring the searing pain and the crimson stains of blood. Cradled in my arms, my son, Liam slept soundly, oblivious to the turmoil unfolding around him. My determination held strong—I refused to rise until they reconsidered their decision. "You're still here, but this changes nothing. The verdict has been passed," Ariana uttered with a mix of frustration and resignation. "How could you do this? I placed my trust in you, and yet you... you abandoned our son," I mustered the last remnants of energy within me to speak. "You are despicable. You are poor. My love for you remains, unchangeable. But I cannot bear being dragged down into the mud," she responded, tears streaming down her face. "Can't you plead with your father on my behalf? I'm certain he will listen to you," I implored, desperately grasping at any sliver of hope. "Listen, you just don't understand. My father has already forced me to ch
Tom's POV: Rushing down the staircase, my steps echoed with a sense of urgency as I eagerly reached for the car door, a tangible symbol of my current station. With impeccable poise, he gracefully alighted from the vehicle, effortlessly gliding into his surroundings. In a gesture of trust, he handed me a stack of files to hold, and together, we ventured into the company premises, my presence subtly shadowing his every move. Whispers danced through the air as we made our entrance, their purposeful volume exposing their intention to be heard. "Have you heard? He's been reduced to nothing more than a mere driver," one staff member declared, ensuring their words reached my ears. The subsequent murmurs cascaded like a waterfall, each drop laden with judgments and opinions. "Just a parasite," a voice sneered, venom dripping from each syllable. The atmosphere grew heavy with disdain, suffocating the space we occupied. "Stay nearby," he instructed, his voice laced with authority, and o