Charles was staring at two scent bottles. One was the strawberry flavor, which Sofia loved. The other was the banana flavor, which she hated. There was even a time when she vomited at a ceremony because the banana scent was used on every guest at the entrance. He kept staring at the banana scent bottle. “It’s still too early to put this on.” He picked up the strawberry flavor. He sprayed just enough of it, then put on the mask and the wig and stared at the mirror for a little while. “Should do.” He drove to the cocktail party thrown by the governor of the state, Langdon Campbell. Why was he throwing a party? Charles didn’t know, and he didn’t care. He was invited, and since Myers would likely be invited, he had to attend. The party was much simpler and classier than he expected with a popular band playing soothing music in the background. Langdon was too prideful to talk to every guest attending the party, but his son Arlo was different. He came up to Charles and asked, “Is everyt
When Sofia made her way over, Charles hated that he had to smile and get up from his chair to receive her. In doing so, he brought out an amused smile on her face. “For someone who makes a living by playing poker, you’re really such a gentleman,” she voiced her mind in a soft, tickling tone. “You must have been a knight in your past life.” “I’ll take that as a compliment,” he slightly tilted his head toward her, “though I don’t believe in past lives or future lives for that matter.” “Oh, so you’re one of those types who only believes what he sees.” “Not really. I see what I see, and I believe what I believe.” “Haha. Funny,” Sofia looked around and noticed a particular woman who could rival her in terms of body proportions. Moreover, this woman’s attire all seemed to be made of special editions. She wanted to test him, and so she said, “Do you see her? The one in the shiny blue dress?” “Mm?” Charles took a look. “Yeah. What about her?” “She’s Elizabeth Sterling,” Sofia whispered.
Charles came to his room after the party, carefully removed his wig and mask, and had a long bath before getting back to bed. There was a burger and a pizza waiting for him to eat. Seeing them, he remembered how he used to work in the stores when he was young, and he used to buy a pizza and eat it for three nights. He would buy a burger once every month because a burger couldn’t be eaten for three nights like with a pizza, even though both cost 1 dollar back then. He used to drink a lot of water to control or kill his hunger. Those days were quite tough. Now, he ate both the burger and pizza and still felt hungry. He drank water to fill the rest of his stomach and dilute the gastric juices. He started reading the book titled ‘Vampires for Dummies.’ After reading a few pages, it wasn’t what he expected, so he threw it away. “There’s false information everywhere. While walking in the sun might hurt, it’s not to the point it gets unbearable. The more I walk in the sun, the more I get u
Four masked men snuck into Charles’ room. He was in a deep sleep. They checked everywhere in the room for hard cash or anything that looked valuable. From suits and watches to rings and lockets, they packed everything in their bags. They didn’t expect Charles would be so rich. “We’ve hit a jackpot! Haha, these items should easily fetch us a few million dollars.” “Yeah, but he might be having a lot more in his bank account. What if we force him to transfer his money?” another one said, taking out a hidden knife. “We can kill him afterward.” Greed flashed in their eyes. “Let’s do it.” They nodded to each other and surrounded the bed. Charles slowly sat up by himself, startling them. “You should have taken what you wanted and left silently, and I would have ignored you,” he said, yawning, but then his gaze sharpened as they attacked him. One of the thieves, the one with the knife, stabbed at Charle’s throat, but his wrist was caught midway. With a vicious pull, Charles brought that
Fuck off. It had been years since someone uttered such words in Langdon’s face. He didn’t see a shred of fear in Charles’ eyes. “Hmph,” Langdon smirked. “I thought you were smart, but it’s alright. Money tends to swell our heads more than our pockets.” He pointed the gun at him. “I won’t ask you the third time. So, will you join me, or join your family in hell?” “How do you know my family is in hell?” asked Charles, fingering his nose. “Did your mom and dad make a call from there?” Langdon’s brows slightly stiffened. He put the finger on the trigger. “Adios.” A Rolls Royce stopped next to their cars, and Laurel got out. Langdon put the gun back inside his coat. “Ms. Bisconsley,” he greeted her with a half-smile. “What brought you to this street?” “Mr. Governor,” she greeted him back and looked toward Charles. “I was looking for him.” “Oh…” Langdon glanced back at Charles and said, “See you later.” Charles waved his hand as if Langdon was a friend. After the governor and his m
After a long working day, Carlos came home and fell on the air mattress. “Ah, this is heaven.” He kept rolling around. Sofia barged into the room, growling, “You thieving son of a bitch! Where is it?” Carlos was so tired, but his body automatically reacted and jumped out of the bed. “Where is what?” BAM! A punch to the nose and the teeth. He was forced to step back, and another punch landed in the teeth. He fell back on the bed. She put her foot on Carlos’ crotch and pressed it down firmly, making him cringe in pain, “Where is my necklace?” “What necklace?” Carlos was shocked and horrified. “I don’t know what you’re talking about, Sofia.” “I kept my necklace in my purse when you were there in my room, but it’s missing now!” she howled at him. Blood trickled from his nose. Carlos gritted his teeth, trying to bear the pain in the crotch as she kept pressing her high-heel sandals on his private part. “I didn’t take your necklace. I swear.” “It’s 250,000 dollars! You think a simp
“What did you say? You want me to do what?” Charles thought he was hearing things wrong. “Max can play poker,” Caroline stepped forward. “He used to play with my husband, and he’s good at it.” “So, you’re telling me to play poker with a dog?” Charles kept stupidly staring at Caroline and Laurel. (This old woman and her granddaughter are crazy!) “It’s not for free,” Caroline put forward a blank check with her sign on it. Charles’ expression completely changed. Seriousness filled his gaze as he realized they weren’t joking in the slightest. Compared to Sofia who would make him sing songs for her if he wanted to play guitar in the mansion, playing poker with the dog seemed a lot more bearable. Charles took the blank check and tore it into two pieces. “I will play the game. If I win,” he looked at Caroline, “let’s go out on a—” he paused and then slowly turned his head toward Laurel. “Let’s go out on a date. Is that okay?” While Laurel felt like this wasn’t the right time to be talki
It cost 30,000 dollars to acquire a fake passport and a few more Ids to bolster Charles' identity as a professional of multiple fields. He was told it was all part of the special service. However, Charles wasn’t a fool. He could tell Blackbear was being nice to him to lure him into deepening his relationship with them, and then they would make him fall into drugs and what not. Having seen things back in college, and having been the only son-in-law of a billionaire family, he was aware of things that generally happen in the shadows and would never be brought to light in the same way they actually happened. For instance, Gregory had done a lot of shit right in front of Charles’ eyes, such as abusing his workers and viewing them lower than bugs just because he paid them salaries. Of course, Charles was an exception because he shined like a diamond while he was still a bachelor. Then again, he was treated like crap after he became a son-in-law, whom they viewed as their property. They tr