Nathan remained calm, even though he could feel the tension rising in the room. “I wasn’t listening,” he insisted.“I didn’t hear anything... I’m just trying to do my job here.”Hastings’ eyes flashed with fury at the mention of shell companies. He stepped forward, his face inches from Nathan’s. “You’re lying.”Nathan knew he was running out of time. He had to find a way to make these people believe him.“If you didn’t hear anything,” Hastings said slowly, his voice low and menacing, “then you won’t mind if we take you to Diego’s office for a little... chat.”Diego cracked his knuckles again, grinning darkly as he stepped forward. “Just a little conversation. It’ll be fun.”Nathan’s heart raced. “I don’t know what you think I heard,” Nathan said, taking a deep breath, “but I assure you, I heard nothing.”Hastings’ eyes narrowed. “Used against us?” he echoed, his voice dangerously low. “So, you did hear something.”Nathan cursed inwardly. He had said too much.Diego's grin widened. “Lo
Nathan turned slowly, his eyes still lowered in deference, but inside, his mind raced. What now? He had nearly escaped, but Edward wasn’t about to let him go that easily. Hastings and Sylvester exchanged amused glances, sensing that something more dramatic was about to unfold."Come here," Edward said, his voice was so cool but it was laced with poison. "Pour me a drink."Nathan let out a small sigh of relief. Hw called him back for just a drink?In his mind he felt somehow that he was about to pour a drink for someone that should be bowing to him. He decided to pour him a drink, it was a drink after all. Very soon, Edward will be the one begging for a drink behind bars. He walked toward the small bar cart at the side of the room, feeling the weight of everyone’s gaze on his back. Everyone watched as he reached out for the bottle of whiskey, the amber liquid gleaming in the dim light.The room was silent, the only sound the soft clink of glass as Nathan uncorked the bottle and po
Nathan’s blood ran cold, but he remained calm.He glanced at the shattered glass at his feet and then slowly raised his gaze back to Edward. His expression hardened, his stance unmoving."I won’t do that," Nathan said boldly. "Why would you expect me to kneel on the broken glass?"Edward’s malicious smile faded, and his eyes began blazing in fury. The executives shifted uncomfortably, sensing that things were about to escalate."How dare you?" Edward barked at Nathan. "How dare you defy me? Here? In front of everyone?"Nathan met his gaze, unflinching. "Yes."Edward took a step closer, his fists clenched at his sides. "Can you imagine? An ordinary janitor dares to refuse me? Do you really think you have a choice?"Nathan didn’t waver. "I’m not kneeling."Hastings let out a sharp laugh, his amusement barely contained. "The audacity! He actually thinks he can challenge you… Challenge us." He leaned back in his chair, a smirk playing on his lips.Deigo, who had been pacing like a caged a
Diego groaned loudly, his voice trembling with pain as he rolled on the floor, trying to free himself from the shards of glass making it's way deeper into his skin.His hands shook as he attempted to push himself up, but he cried out even louder as every movement only sent fresh waves of agony coursing through him.Blood dripped from his arms and onto the polished floor and flowed to where Nathan was standing.His face contorted in anguish, and soon the mighty head of security was reduced to sobbing like a newborn baby and gasping for breath.Edward’s face twisted in disgust as he watched Diego struggle. "Useless! So useless!" he spat, his voice dripping with contempt. "You’re supposed to be the head of security, and you can’t even handle a **janitor**? Shame on you!"Diego barely managed to lift his head, his face pale with pain and humiliation. "I… I—""Shut up!" Edward snapped, cutting him off. He took a deep breath, visibly shaking with fury, and then turned his icy gaze toward Na
The other executives exchanged glances. Finally this audacious cleaner will be taught a huge lesson. Nathan had crossed the line and Edward was determined to make an example of him.Nathan remained still, unmoved by Edward call. He set the glass down gently on the bar, the faint clink of the glass echoed through the room.Not too long after Edward made the call, the door to the room swung open, revealing a group of towering security men clad in black uniforms, they had a very cold and deadly expression. These were the kind of men who could break bones with ease. The executives, especially Edward, wore smug grins. These enforcers would definitely beat Nathan till his last breath. "Finally," Edward sneered, waving his hand impatiently. "Get in here and beat this fool until he’s begging for mercy. I want him on his knees. Now!"But something strange happened. The security men didn’t move. They stood at the entrance, their expressions unreadable, their eyes fixed on Nathan. A heavy
Bianca’s cold eyes flicked from Edward to the rest of the executives, and there was no mercy in her expression. She took a step closer to Edward, who remained kneeling and trembling before her.“I’m not going to let this slide, Edward,” Bianca said, her voice colder than ever.“You dared to threaten not only a fellow employee but someone who is far more important than you could ever imagine. And for that, you will be severely punished."Edward’s heart pounded in his chest, his clothes now cold with sweat.Who was this cleaner that he should not have offended?He glanced back at Nathan, who did not even spare him any sympathy. Then he brought his gaze back to Bianca.“Please…” he whimpered like a child.His mouth was still bleeding, and the sharp pain from Bianca’s slap had not even gone away.But all of that was nothing compared to the terror flooding his veins now.Bianca's gaze moved to the security men standing at attention by the door.“Cut off one of his fingers,” she said in a
Nathan arrived at the Wilson family house holding a bouquet of rose flowers in his hands, today makes it three years since he got married to Claire. Nathan was brimming with excitement as he could not wait to surprise her with the flowers and now that he has regained his memories he was going to reveal his identity to Claire today as their anniversary gift and apologize for all the troubles he had caused her this past year. he was certain that their relationship would become stronger once he reveals his true identity to her. Nathan stood at the front door, his heart pounding with anticipation. As he was about to ring the doorbell, a sleek, white car gently pulled up in the driveway.The engine purred to a stop and Nathan's brow furrowed in confusion as the driver's door opened, and a well-dressed man stepped out. The man quickly made his way to the passenger's side, and Nathan's heart sank as Claire emerged from the vehicle. "Claire?" Nathan's voice was a mix of anger and confusi
Liam then suddenly burst into laughter, his laughter was filled with disbelief and mockery as if he couldn't fathom the audacity of Nathan's claim. "How dare you think of impersonating Lord Cloud? You must be out of your mind, Nathan. Do you even realize the consequences of such a claim? I have seen Lord Cloud in person and you look nothing like him" Vanessa's face contorted with anger as she turned to Nathan, If Lord Cloud heard that someone from the Wilson family dared to impersonate him, their family might not get the investment even worse he might wipe out their entire family! The Almighty Lord Cloud was not someone to joke with. "You fool! Lord Cloud is not someone you can just impersonate. If he finds out, he could destroy everything we've worked so hard to build. Why do you keep bringing disgrace to our family?" Nathan remained stoic, his voice firm. "I am not impersonating anyone. I am Lord Cloud." But no one was taking him seriously, how could he be Lord Cloud when