“Let go of me!” Charles warned Mark who was holding on to him desperately. “Charles, we can come to an understanding. I will do anything you want. Please for the sake of Angela, forgive me.” Charles chuckled, his eyes burning with rage as he forcefully kicked Mark’s hands away from his leg. "No amount of begging will save you now, Mark. You tried to kill me, so now, I will take away everything that’s yours. I warned you to steer clear from me but you decided to challenge me. I don’t care about Angela or anyone in your family.” Mark's eyes pleaded, his voice trembling with desperation as he attempted to create a scene. "You can't do this, Charles! You can't just take everything from me!"But Charles remained resolute. "You should have thought about that before you attempted to destroy me," he retorted.“It’s all your fault!” Mark thundered. “You spoiled my family’s chances to fund our company. You ruined all our plans because of your selfish actions. You are a very wicked man, Charl
“Wake up, Charles! It’s 8 am.” Charles' digital alarm blared in his eyes and he jumped to his feet. “Damn it!” He cursed aloud as he turned the alarm off. Rising from his bed, he checked his schedule for the day and gasped when he realized he had to go to the Adam’s corporation for the official handover. He hadn’t received the ownership rights of the company yet and he needed to get it. The Adams were crafty and could run away with it. Just as he was getting ready, the system’s screen appeared before him. He smiled because it had been a long time since he received any mission from the system. [Spend $50 million dollars in 24 hours and earn 2 black card points.] [Transferring funds to your bank account now.] As expected, his phone beeped with a notification. He had received $50 million dollars in his bank account. The system’s screen vanished immediately and Charles returned to his morning routine, while contemplating on what he could spend the money on. After dressing, his chau
Charles had spent countless hours deliberating on what he would spend his money on. He had purchased literally everything he wanted. But after so many hours, he went with the idea of acquiring a private jet. With $50 million in his bank account, he knew that he could afford to get himself a private jet. Many rich businessmen had theirs so it was a wise decision. He believed that the epitome of luxury and convenience was within reach, and Vera, his loyal companion, was equally excited about the purchase when he told her. When she arrived in the morning, she made Charles breakfast. “So, do you have any airline in mind?” She asked, knowing they were about 3 airlines in the city he could choose from. But knowing Charles, he would want to go for the best one. “From my research, Autoair is the best airline in the city.” Vera smiled when he responded like she expected. “I think we should visit them after breakfast.” She nodded and took a spoonful of yogurt. “That’s a great idea.”After
The cold evening air filled Charles home as he and Vera sat, nursing his physical and emotional wounds. The encounter at the private jet and the subsequent showdown at his hotel had left him battered and bruised, but more determined than ever. Ice packs and pain relief medications were hastily put to use as they talked about their next line of action. However, a call disrupted their conversation and it was from the manager of his hotel. He hesitated for a moment before picking up the call. The voice on the other end was urgent, and it carried news that churned his stomach.“Mr. Charles.” The manager said urgently. “We have a problem. Some government officials are here and they are trying to shut down the hotel. In fact, they are already evacuating everybody and I decided to call you.” Charles rose from his seat immediately, his hands trembling with fury. “Who is in charge of this evacuation?” “I don’t know Sir!” The manager replied. “They are not even permitting me to ask questions
Charles drove back to the hotel, the form given to him by the party president safely tucked away in his pocket. This form marked his official entry into the upcoming elections, a significant step in his journey to challenge Mr. George, the corrupt governor. With this form in hand, George would no longer have the rights to shut down his company.He placed a call to his manager. “Hello, what is going on there? Are they still evacuating the staff?” “Yes Sir!” The manager responded. “In fact, they are harassing some of them. The officers are beating up some of the staff who do not want to leave.”“Just stay there. I’m on my way.” Charles told him and ended the call. He grit his teeth in anger as he drove to the hall with an increased speed. Arriving at the hotel, Charles was shocked to see that some reporters were already there. He knew that George had already fed them lies to tarnish his image. But he considered it as one of the challenges he would face. He had faced setbacks and chal
Angela sat in her lavish sitting room, a room that had witnessed her family's rise and now its fall. The warm sunlight filtered through the elegant curtains, casting a warm glow over her face. Grief clung to her like a heavy shroud as she thought over the loss of the family company, a legacy handed down through generations."I can't believe he did this to us," Angela muttered to herself. Her eyes were fixed on a family portrait hanging on the wall, a painful reminder of happier times.“How could Charles do this to me?” She shook her head in anger. “And then, he befriended that woman. He replaced me with her. Imagine!”Vera had been a constant thorn in Angela's skin since she saw her at Charles’ place. She felt like Charles preferred Vera to her. Her pain increased when he humiliated her in front of Vera.Just as Angela's despair threatened to consume her, the TV suddenly came to life with breaking news. The sight that met her eyes sent shockwaves through her.MR CHARLES LINCOLN IS RUNN
“Charles is not who you think he is. He was my ex husband and I have a lot of dirty information about him.” Angela said to George whose ears were ringing with excitement. “Wow. So you were once married to that man. Tell me everything you know. You will be rewarded handsomely.” Angela, motivated by a deep desire to avenge her family's loss and expose Charles's true character, began to spill all the secrets she knew about him.In George's well-appointed office, Angela's voice was quiet as she let out every detail. "You see, Mr. George, Charles was once a poor delivery man, struggling to make ends meet. His sudden rise to wealth was nothing short of miraculous. In fact, his father kicked him out because he’s an illegitimate son. My family took him in and he abandoned us when he became rich overnight.” George's brows raised with intrigue. "A delivery man? That's quite a transformation. It would take years to become a billionaire from being a delivery man. Charles must have done some di
Charles was in his sitting room, sitting with a glass of wine in his left hand. He was still thinking about the strange call he had earlier, and who could possibly be after his life.It was strenuous to keep thinking about which of his enemies was really bent on killing him. He didn’t think Mark would try to kill him again after sparing his life in exchange for their legacy.He sipped his drink slowly, then placed it on the marble center table. Charles exhaled, and leaned his head back to the chair, staring at the beautiful chandelier on the ceiling. He decided not to worry about who was trying to kill him now as he had another plan on the list.So many plans to pull down those that had mistreated him when he was nothing, and he was patiently, and slowly going to rip him off, and next on his list was his father, and step brothers.Charles’ father, Lincoln, threw he and his mother out to the streets, years ago. His father didn’t consider him as well, just because he was adopted. There w