A couple of hours earlier, at Ethan's office. "You don't have to come pick me up, Andrew." Said Ethan. He sat behind his table with a somewhat uncomfortable expression on his face as he spoke to Andrew over the phone. "I am already planning to leave the office very soon. And I would also prefer to drive myself home today." He continued. "Okay young master. If you insist." Andrew replied. "I'll meet you at the house sir." "Yeah." Ethan said and disconnected the call with a heavy sigh. Ethan stared at the table and smiled faintly. He still clearly remembered what had happened that morning. He could vividly recall the expression on Philip's face as he was being bundled out of the company in a totally shameful manner. Just after Philip had been tossed out of the company, Mr Clifford had come to meet Ethan discreetly and was apologizing profusely. Luckily for him, Ethan didn't blame him at all and was actually rather pleased with the way Clifford had handled Philip. He only told Cl
Ever since Ethan had succeeded the empire that belonged to him by birthright, he had yet to fully understand the scope of the power that he wielded. For example, one of the things he was informed about but hadn't yet seen was these two bodyguards. They were his personal bodyguards that kept track of Ethan. They had been unable to show themselves or be by his side because Andrew had informed them that Ethan wanted to say unknown. So they naturally had to respect the decision and could only keep watch from a distance. Ethan had been quite confident in these guards and that was why he had dared to play a game of tag with the thugs through the abandoned district. He wanted to see them in action because Andrew had already boasted of their skills and capabilities. Ethan had felt that Andrew's claims were a tab bit too exaggerated but now he had seen it with his own eyes. They were unlike anything that Ethan had ever imagined. Ethan looked up at them with a sparkle in his eyes from insi
Sophia found herself heading back to her house. Her head was in a turmoil as she didn't know how to even feel about the events that had happened around her very recently. She recalled the phone call conversation that she had just overheard Philip having with someone else that he had probably hired to deal with Ethan. Sophia has no problem with that. The problem was that the attack on Ethan seemed to have failed. Why would Philip fail to cause any danger to Ethan?Sophia pushed open the door of her home and stepped in. There, she saw her mother seating down in the living room with a blank look on her face. Clara had been very reserved these days. She wouldn't go out to meet her friends... Or rather she couldn't. She didn't even have friends anymore. The last time she had tried to visit some of her friends, it had been very awkward and she ended up leaving her house that day. She who used to be the queen among her peers was now being gossiped about. Almost everyone knew of the sta
"Good morning Mr Philip." A womanly voice greeted. "What is the matter?" Philip replied grumpily. He was still in great embarrassment by the thugs that had happened to him of late. "My boss told me to inform you that there has been another development." The woman replied. "Your boss? You mean the judge?" Philip asked in a tone of bewilderment. "Yes.""Then what is the information?" Philip demanded. "She said that another case has been filed against you this morning." The woman replied. She was the secretary to the judge. "What?!" Philip grimaced. "Who is the bastard that dare to sue me?" "It's Mr Clifford sir." Replied the secretary. "He came to the court to file a case of violence and murder." Philip's face contorted in anger. "That's bullshit! I never attacked or did anything to Clifford. What evidence does he have for this allegations?" Philip roared as he stood up from the chair. "He brought some evi..""Tell your boss I'm coming to see her right now." Philip said and hu
Philip discovered that the situation was playing out according to the way he actually expected it to. The lawsuit that Mr Clifford had filed against him was a solid case, but there wasn't enough evidence to tie it to Philip. Philip had made it so that he wouldn't be traced back to those men. They had been beaten unconscious but they hadn't died. When the police had gotten to the scene of the place that Ethan was attacked, they had rounded up the injured thugs and took them in for questioning. They had tried to trace them back to the person that gave them the job but nothing could be traced down to Brick. Turned out that even Brick was merely middleman who had somehow linked up with the thugs and was using them as his disposable tools. He had been very careful and had made sure that they couldn't trace anything back to him too. Immediately after the thugs had told him what happened, Brick had severed all means of communication with them and disappeared like a ghost after taking al
By the time Philip got to his house, he was surprised by what he saw. Sophia had been waiting for him at the door with a tensed up expression on her face. "What are you doing here?" Philip asked. Sophia only looked at him wordlessly and guided Philip into the house where he saw Sophia's parents, Oliver and Clara Walton. "What's going on here? Why are you guys here?" Philip asked with a confused expression. "Relax Philip. We don't mean to upset you." Clara said. She walked to where Philip was and tried to calm him down. It was evident that Philip was quite enraged at the moment. Sophia could guess why exactly that Philip was pissed. Philip drew a deep breath and forced out a faint smile. "I'm sorry for speaking like that. I'm just a bit stressed out." "That's alright." Clara replied with a smile. "Why don't you take a seat so that we can talk calmly?" She suggested. Philip nodded and sat down with a bit of guard as he tried to understand why they were all at his house. Oliver
"Are you staying?" asked Philip, turning to Sophia. Only the two of them remained, aside from Philip's butler who stood at a distance."Do you want me to leave?" Sophia asked. "I don't care what you do. I have some things that I want to attend to." Philip replied coldly. He turned around and walked off without saying much else. Sophia sat still in the spot with a contemplative expression. She didn't even know what to do or say. Her mind kept telling her that she was in trouble this time, but she didn't know how to deal with it. How could she who had always had things go her way become fearful because of some person that was proving especially difficult. She watched silently as Philip walked off. Philip called his butler's attention to himself. "I'm feeling suspicious about that bastard," Philip said. "What suspicions?" The butler asked curiously. "I am not quite sure..." Philip replied. He still didn't know where it was all going wrong. "I want you to go and find out all that
Maya beamed with a beautiful smile. "This evening sounds very nice." She replied, trying to contain the excitement in her voice. Ethan's expression became unconsciously bright. Even though he hadn't been prepared to do something like this, he didn't feel weird or unsure about his decision. "Then I'll pick you up by six. I have some things to do." Ethan said, his gaze had turned serious. "What things?" Maya asked. Ethan smiled softly at her. "You know... Work and other stuff. I'll tell you all about it later." "Hmm," Maya hummed. She then turned around and began walking away in a mesmerising manner. "I'll be waiting for you," she said as she walked off. Ethan smiled as she walked out of the room. Andrew entered the office just as Maya had disappeared. He had an expression of amusement evident on his face. Ethan noticed Andrew's amusement. "What?" He asked, the smile still dangling at the edges of his lips. "It's nothing, young master. I just thought you seem to be quite happy