"Older than my ancestors?" The manager repeated in a daze. Zane grinned as he nodded. Jordan immediately knew there was something wrong. He placed his palm before Zane's eyes, obstructing their gaze. Zane hissed silently. While the manager snapped out of his daze. Before he knew what was happening, some men in black rushed in and dragged him. "Who are you? Do you have any idea who I am?!" He yelled, struggling to escape their grip.Unfortunately, these men were way too stronger than him. In frustration, the manager turned towards Mason's wife and pleaded, "Don't let them take me away, Mrs. Garrison, please!" Although stupified, she reacted right on time, "Hey! I can file a lawsuit against you for treating a citizen of Crest Ville in such an inhumane way!" One of the men stopped and glanced back at her. He pulled out a card and shoved it in her face, "We're from the secret police and this man here committed a crime worthy of death." Loud gasps escaped from the mouth of everyone
Adair reached out just in time and blocked Halsey with his body. The bullet pierced his left shoulder and his eyes shot up to the building meters away from the playground.The assassin had his entire face covered. Hence, Adair could only see his brown eyes.Jordan and Zane sensed the situation quickly. Without wasting time, Zane jumped out of the car and rushed towards the skyscraper. Panic flashed in the eyes of the assassin as he packed his things and fled. "He's not a vampire." Jordan muttered, taking his eyes off the building. "Any building built by vampires in Crest Ville is built with mountain ash. He's way too agile to be a vampire." Adair nodded, dug his claws into his shoulder and dug out the bullet. He faced the steering wheel again and wound up. "I need to get new sets of clothes." "Sure. I'll take Halsey home and return the car." Adair stopped the car along the way and stepped down. He watched the car until it was out of sight. Then he turned and walked into a clothin
Zane choked on his saliva when he heard that. However, he knew Adair wanted to keep his existence and identity a secret, so he refrained from correcting the manager. "How did you know I was here?" "The system detected the presence of a different card. I was alerted and I looked into it only to realize it was the esteemed black card." The manager replied, becoming excited. Just like a lot of people, he had never seen a black card before, but had been yearning to see one. Now that he saw it was his boss, the manager was delighted. "Lo..Adair, this is Luke Justin. He's the manager of Elite Attires." Zane thought he'd introduce the duo at this point. Luke pushed back his glasses wondering why Zane was intent on introducing him to Adair. Nevertheless, he smiled at Adair who only gave him a small nod. This act made him frown. What right did a homeless man have to nod his head at him? "What street did you pick him on, Mr. Storm?" Luke asked politely, tearing his eyes away from Adair q
Adair opened the day to the house, but had to duck when he saw something flying towards his direction. "Mom!" The unmistakable voice of Collette sounded. Adair finally had a clear view of what was happening. Apparently, there was nothing really happening. His mother in-law just thought it was another day to bully him. "He's been gone for hours, Collette." Layla huffed angrily. "And I told you he took Halsey to a playground." Collette defended him. "But Halsey was brought back by a young man I've never met before. Although I will be really pleased if you end up with that young man since he looks really wealthy." Layla quickly stated the reason for her sudden dissatisfaction towards Adair. Collette scoffed. "Mother, you shouldn't go around saying things like that. What if he's married, or someone that doesn't like or family hears you and spreads your words?" "Regardless of what happens, I believe he'd be thrilled to chase after you. After all, how many men can say no to a face li
Next Morning Adair stopped the car in front of a company. He had no idea what the company did or who owned it, and didn't bother checking since he knew he'd have the urge to make it work in Collette's favor. Collette always acted like she didn't care about the managerial position she held back then in the Pitt's family. But Adair knew more than anyone she missed times like that when life was still fair to her. She liked to be in control, to do what she loved best. And because of that, Adair was going to take off his hands and watch her do her thing. After all, she had been surviving long before he regained his memory. If things didn't go the way she planned, then he'd intervene. He glanced beside him to see Collette clutching tightly only her shirt while glancing at the applicants who kept trooping in. "Wife?" He called out slowly. Collette turned to look at her and smiled, "You don't have to come pick me up." "What if I happen to pass when you close?" Adair chuckled, scratchi
Adair drove into the school's premises with Halsey clinging tightly to her seat. "Are you sure you're going to be alright?" Adair asked for the nth time. "You talk like I have a choice. Besides, it's a miracle I woke up to see I've healed completely. I'm also thrilled that I will finally be able to go to school." Halsey smiled, trying to remain cheerful. Adair stared at her for a few seconds before nodding. "Alright, let's get to the headmaster's office." The duo got down from the car and headed towards the direction on the map pointed them to. They hadn't come early. So as a result, pupils were already in class and only a few stubborn ones were seen lurking around the school's premises. They finally got to their destination and Adair knocked on the door. The person inside seemed to have been expecting them as he answered almost immediately. "Come in." Adair pushed the door open and ushered Halsey in, then walked in and gently closed the door. The man putting on a spectacle wh
"It's not the end of the world, Collette. Don't beat yourself up too much." Aster consoled a disheartened Collette. "I don't have a job, Aster. Mason Harrison, the only person who could've helped me, planned to force himself on me." Collette sighed, resting her head on the headrest. "Which is why Adair beat him up. You shouldn't think of going to such a pervert for assistance." Aster warned. Then asked, "By the way, why do you have to worry about what your family eats while Adair does nothing?" "Because he doesn't remember who he is completely. And he doesn't have certificates to apply for a decent job." Something flashed in Aster's eyes. "I can put in a word or two for him. I'm sure my father will employ him if I speak well of him." "I don't want to keep depending on you, Aster." Collette sighed. Aster clenched her jaw tightly before reaching out to hold Collette's hands, "You're my best friend, Collette. My life will be meaningless, filled with work and what my father expects
Adair walked into the house to see his mother-in-law heartily trying out the numerous clothes on the chairs. Layla raised his eyes to see who walked in and her smile was instantly wiped off. "Ah, if only you were wealthy, I would've had no problem with you. But you're just a useless son-in-law." She mumbled underneath her breath. Benjamin walked into the living room at the same time, his eyes settled on Adair and they glanced at each for a few seconds. "Benjamin, look how beautiful this dress is!" Layla exclaimed, holding up the dress for Benjamin to see. Benjamin wasn't all enthusiastic about being shown the so-called beautiful dresses, but he knew he'd be inviting an earful if he refused. Hence, he could only force out a smile and sit right beside her. "It really is." Adair took the opportunity to escape. He pushed the door open and met the unusual sight of his wife on her bed, going through a novel. "How did your interview go?" He asked with a smile.However, unlike before,
"Hello, stranger." Collette heard as she picked up an apple. She didn't need to turn around to confirm who it was. "If you hadn't shown up, I'd have been left with no choice than to believe that you have a conscience." Collette smiled, her back still turned to Hannah. "Conscience?" Hannah scoffed and walked to the shelf housing the apples. "I wasn't in a very good place when I put you in a coma which unfortunately lasted for seven years. In those seven years, Adair hasn't been much of a good ex-lover and he's been hurting. Staying out of sight and reach was the only way to guarantee my safety and that of my brother's." "Ah, I see." Collette smiled, then turned to face Hannah squarely, "My mom has absolutely no idea that her daughter was in coma for seven years. But she's throwing a feast for her return to Crest Ville after seven years of traveling the world. And everyone's invited. Even her enemies aren't left out." "Strange. Your mother doesn't strike me like such a magnanimous w
Seven Years Later A redhead, clad in baggy pants and a crop top which left her belly button out in the open, nimbly walked up the stairs of the hospital and walked towards an elevator. The elevator opened to reveal a couple making out in it. They quickly composed themselves and lowered their heads in embarrassment when they saw her. The girl smiled and placed leaned on the elevator, closing her ears as she listened to the soft sound made by the elevator as it headed up. After three minutes, the elevator slid open, and she walked out of it, what looked like a school bag, slung across her shoulder. Behind her, the couple in the elevator couldn't help poking out their head in both surprise and awe just before the doors of the elevator closed again and sent them back. This was because no one apart from the family of the person on this floor was allowed up. And it was no news that the family of this person who occupied the whole floor owned the foundation. Collette Foundation. A found
Despite Tucker's threats, Adair didn't bother with him as he bent over and carried Benjamin in his arms. “Kill her.” Tucker spoke into his phone. However, he heard nothing from the owner of the phone. “I think he's dead.” A familiar voice sounded instead. “Jordan? Of course, you're alive, and Adair had everything contained as usual.” Tucker seethed angrily and quickly left the store. He hadn't gotten far when some men, who had their faces covered, walked up to him. Almost immediately, a van pulled in front of them, and he entered the van with them. Tucker hissed numerous times as he tried his best to contain the fact he lost to Adair once again. The van drove for over an hour before it stopped under a tunnel. Tucker alighted from the van and got into a black Lincoln which was parked just beside it. The Lincoln drove out afterward and headed straight to a seven-star hotel. “Why am I being summoned when I haven't done anything?” Tucker complained as soon as he walked into a privat
It took Adair precisely eleven minutes to get to where Tucker held Halsey and Benjamin hostage. He walked in on Tucker spraying something on an unconscious Benjamin. But despite being unconscious, Benjamin would wince in pain whenever it touched him. “Don't you feel ashamed picking on someone lesser than you?” Adair mocked, making his presence known. His words didn't deter Tucker, who kept throwing the water at Benjamin. “Who said he's lesser than I? Someone who Adair Huxley calls father-in-law isn't lesser than me.” “That's that, but I still don't see how a man in his early forties is a threat to you who's more than a thousand years old.” Adair shrugged and found himself a chair to sit on. Tucker dropped the spray he held on the table and glanced above his shoulders to see Adair's cold eyes. “Those cold eyes. Why does it seem like you turned off your emotions?” Tucker asked in surprise. He was yet to hear the news about Collette getting into an accident, since Adair's men were
“No!” Zane yelled and got up to his feet as soon as possible. However, Sharon didn't fall like he expected because someone else had taken the bullet for her. “Grab her and get out of here.” Jordan hissed, as he dug his claws into his chest and pulled out the bullet lodged in it. Tucker raised his brow before flinging the gun away. “Jordan Hale. It's been a long time.” “I hoped you'd be dead by this time of the year. What a pity that good people die early, while bad people live the longest.” Jordan said in spite. “True. That's why you, Adair, Hannah and I have lived this long.” Tucker chuckled. He had better things to do, such as torturing someone with the name Benjamin Pitt, so he didn't want to waste time with Jordan. Without another word, he rushed towards Jordan and grabbed him violently by the neck, then threw him hard against the wall. Cobweb-like cracks appeared in the spot where Jordan came in contact with. The temporary pain didn't deter him, as Jordan got up almost imme
Adair and Hannah stared at each other for a long time. Then she lowered her head to her phone and increased its volume. “A few minutes ago, there was a ghastly accident which involved a drunk driver and a beautiful young woman. It's revealed that she bears the name Collette Huxley and is married to the multi-billionaire, Adair Huxley. This happened along…" The reporter's words were drowned out as soon as Adair's phone which was beside him rang out. “Hold on, I think I forgot to say I also compelled the driver to ram into her, then hand himself over to the police afterward. Don't you think I have a great sense of justice?” Hannah giggled. Adair reached for his phone and went numb when he saw it was a call from Collette. He first exhaled in relief when he realized Hannah was just messing with him. “Wife, are you alright?” He asked anxiously as soon as he answered the call. “This is Garrison Hospital, is this Adair Huxley, Collette Huxley's husband?” An unfamiliar voice asked inst
Martha's Penthouse Martha walked into the house to find Tucker drinking like he had been doing for the past three days. She had a book in her hand, which she handed over to him. “I was on my way in when someone said there's a parcel for you. All they need is your signature saying you've received it before they leave.” “A parcel? I didn't order anything.” Tucker frowned, refilling his glass with whiskey. “They can't be mistaken because your name is in this book.” Martha sighed, placing the book on the table. Tucker's phone buzzed at that moment, and he glanced at it only to exhale in disappointment, seeing it was a commercial message. “I can turn them away if that's what you want.” Martha said, reminding him there was still something for him to do. Reluctantly, Tucker reached for the book and signed it. Martha took it and left the house. She returned later with a coffin-like wrapped package. “Is it just me or does it look like a coffin?” Halsey asked, appearing from nowhere. S
1627, Crest Ville Main MarketThe sun was bright and hot when it came in contact with the skin of humans as usual, but this didn't stop them from carrying out their daily activities. Among them was a woman who went from stall to stall asking one question, “I buy vervain for a very handsome price. Do you have any to sell to me?” Suddenly, she got pulled into a corner by an elderly woman. “Going around the market asking for who has vervain is the most stupid plan I've heard in a long time. It'll only be a matter of time before he finds out what you're doing. Get a grip on yourself, Hannah!” The elder woman berated the younger one. Hannah, who had her red hair held up neatly with a pin and had on a simple floral gown, sighed and shrugged the woman's hand away. “I know what I'm doing, and I'm more careful than usual. For example, do you know Jordan is walking around the market as we speak?” Hannah scoffed. “Jordan Hale? Adair's right-hand man?” The elderly woman asked to confirm th
Adair stayed home the next day, much to the surprise of Collette. “Are you staying at home because you want to, or you're staying at home, so I won't be kidnapped like yesterday?” Collette asked guiltily. She was currently sitting in front of her working table while Adair laid on the bed fiddling with his phone. When he heard her, he paused and towards her. “I'm thinking of getting you a rope. We'll tie it on our waists, so we don't wander far from each other whenever we go out together.” Adair said, a little too serious. Collette, who was about to laugh, froze. Wait, what? “You're not serious, right?” She asked in horror. Adair, who initially had his serious face on, laughed and got out of bed. He walked up to her and shrugged, “It's no longer safe to leave you at home. Especially with Tucker and Hannah around.” “Hannah mentioned something called vervain. She explained to me, it was something capable of keeping vampires from messing with our head. Why don't you get it for me?”