"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,