“You…” Albert startled. The phone slipped from his hand and dropped to the ground. It now made sense to him; the Mr Kane, August called was definitely the Gibson’s emissary. Of all the families in the country only the Gibson’s were capable of pulling such a thing up. But what he couldn’t understand was how August was related to Mr. Kane. “Wait a second, are you the secret Gibson heir?” he asked curiously, his mouth agape in bewilderment. Though rumors had circulated the city about a new Gibson heir after Mr. Gibson's passing, nobody actually knew who he was, as he had yet to present himself to the general public.August did not say a word but left out a cold smile, and that was enough for Albert to get the answer he inquired, he was actually the Gibson’s heir; the most wealthy and powerful person in the whole continent.He quickly dropped on his knees and forehead, kowtowing before the man he had been throwing insults at for the past thirty. He even slapped him!“Forgive my ignoranc
"Thank you, your honor," Mia sneered. "For the past ten months, Tina has persistently visited Mr Wade's office under the guise of discussing a potential partnership. However, she has secretly confessed to me that her true motive was an unending admiration for Mr Albert Wade. In reality, she was going there to charm him with her beauty. But Albert had never shown interest in her. She called me yesterday, and told me over the phone that she have had enough of Albert’s ignorance of her and she was going there today to seduce him…” Tina’s mouth dropped agape as Mia narrated the worst lie ever told in front of the whole court. Tina was completely bewildered by the lies coming out from the witch she had for a best friend all these years. There was nothing Tina despised more than seeing Albert’s ugly face. How could Mia say such lies against her? If Tina could remove the handcuffs on her hands she would walk right up to the witness box Mia was standing in, not minding whether it was a cou
"You animal!" Mr Wade growled angrily as he jumped to his feet. His brows furrowed, and his fists clenched in rage as Mia exposed August as the one who had beaten his son black and blue.“He is the henchman?” Mrs Wade startled. “Somebody should arrest this moron already!” She added annoyingly gesturing at the inspector that had apprehended Tina earlier.Barrister Kingsley was stunned to see him, Mr Turner had instructed Damien to find and execute the supposed henchman. How come he is still alive?He then thought Damien and his men were after August that he became very afraid and came to surrender himself to the law. “All the same, either he dies by Damien’s or he gets years of imprisonment from the judge, the Pentad Society will have its way!” Barrister Kingsley thought to himself.August then stride quickly to where Barrister Mike was seated with Mr Doe, he bent down and whispered something into the attorney’s ear and the man’s eyes went widely open in disbelief. “Are you sure?” he s
Everyone in the courtroom was bewildered as August claimed he had evidence to prove that everything he was saying was nothing but the truth. What stunned them the more was how confident he looked.“Evidence? Did you hear the henchman?” Mr Doe snorted. “He says he has evidence to prove that my son is lying. We are all ears, henchman, tell us more lies and defend this slut!” Mr Doe added disdainfully.August’s face darkened into a gloomy frown after Mr Doe called Tina a slut. If he was close enough, August would’ve given him the hardest punch of his life not minding whether they were in the court or not. But he knew exactly what to say that’ll hurt him harder than a punch in the face.“Mr Wade, why don’t you check your phone, your emissary have probably given you a thousand missed calls already,” August said a chuckle.On his way to the court he had silenced his phone and would not receive notifications for incoming calls. Why would August know his emissary was calling? Reluctantly, Mr
“Albert?” Mrs Wade startled. “What’s he doing on the news? We left him right at the hospital an hour ago, he could barely stand, how did he now end up at the news station?”Mr Wade was equally confused, Albert’s body was all bruised and swollen, he even had a broken arm. He was in no condition to leave the hospital, what was he doing on the news?August was the only one who wasn't puzzled by Albert’s bizarre appearance on the news. Why would he be when he was the one that instructed him to go live on the news channel.“Hello, Everyone,” Albert’s slow and trembling voice echoed through the courtroom that had become as quiet as a graveyard ever since the TV was switched on. “I believe you all know me as Albert Wade, the general manager of Nebula Interactive. News were broadcasted about me earlier today, sorry to say the news were fake. Am here to tell you all exactly what happened”.“What is Albert doing?” Barrister Kingsley muttered, puzzled by what Albert wanted to say. “We have alrea
He wanted to call him Mr Gibson but after recalling what August had told him about the repercussions of revealing his identity, Albert wouldn’t dare complete his sentence.Getting Albert killed was as easy as falling off a piece of wood for the Gibson’s heir, and Albert was quite aware of the influence the Gibson family held- who did not know the family was the richest and most powerful family in the whole continent.After carefully arranging the words in his head to say it in such a way that will not provoke August, he then continued. “The door was kicked in and a gentleman walked in,” Albert chose his words carefully.August chuckled to himself, "You lucky bastard! You would’ve been a goner if you had blown my cover," he muttered under his breath.Albert continued, "I asked him to turn a blind eye and walk away, but he refused. Then he started... Believe me, it’s all my fault. I deserved every beating I got. The gentleman was only giving me the punishment I deserved. Breaking my arm
“Slap me?” August snorted. “I already told you at the hospital that today will be your last day in this uniform. But am ready to put that behind me including the slap you slapped me at the hospital earlier, only if you drop on your knees and apologies to Tina for all the harsh words you said to her and for arresting her without getting a clearance from the doctor,” August added almost with a sneer.The Inspector and his men exchanged gazes and then erupted into laughter. “Did you hear him? He just threatened to have me sacked. Am scared already, he must be the Chief of police!” The inspector said sarcastically.“No, this delusional idiot thinks he is the president of the country,” one of the police officers chimed in causing the other to burst into laughter.While they were busy mocking and saying all kinds of disdainful things to him, August smartly noted the station number and the name of the inspector’s uniform.“For the last time, apologize willingly and I may consider allowing yo
The Chief was seethed with anger; his brows furrowed, and his teeth clenched so tightly they seemed ready to break. Inspector Jack was trembling; he had never been this scared in his life. He couldn't understand what he might have done to anger the Chief so much. He wouldn't dare ask, he would not want to receive another heavy slap across his face. So, he zipped his mouth and grabbed his swollen chin, shaking like a leave in wind.“What have you done, you imbecile!” The Chief growled angrily under his clenched teeth. “Si—sir there must be a misunderstanding somewhere. I’ve not done anything, believe me!” the Inspector stammered frustratingly.“Shut up your dirty mouth!” The Chief interjected furiously. “Are you not inspector Jack of station 3**?” he inquired, his brows furrowing deeper. “Ye—yes it’s me” he nodded. “But sir, I—”Slap!It seemed the other slaps were warm-up, the Chief had specially preserved this very slap waiting for him to affirm he is the one. The slap sent him fl
“Tell me, Tina,” Mia continued, her words even more accusing. "Does our friendship, the one we’ve had since childhood, mean nothing to you? How could you betray me like this?" "Mia?!" Tina’s face twisted with confusion, her chest tightening as she struggled to make sense of her friend’s words."It’s only been four months, Tina. Four months!" Mia hissed, holding up four fingers as she stepped closer, her voice barely a whisper. "And already, you’re flirting with my husband. Don’t you have any shame?"Tina’s jaw dropped with the weight of the accusation hanging in the air. She opened her mouth to speak but the words were stuck in her throat.August frowned, he was already angered enough that Mia walked in to disrupt this special moment. Accusing Tina even made him angrier. Husband? What was Mia even talking about?"Is it really so hard for you to find your own man? Why must you meddle in my marriage?" Mia’s voice rang with bitterness, each word laced with disappointment.Tina was not j
The atmosphere was calm and steady when a convoy of ten cars arrived and parked in the parking lot of a certain restaurant in the city.A total of thirty to forty security men dressed in sleek black suits with black glasses on emerged from the vehicles. They scanned the surroundings with sharp precision before one of them opened a car door, revealing August.Since he wasn’t hiding his identity anymore, Mr. Kane insisted he took so much security with him.The onlookers were stunned by the grandeur of the convoy, so they began to gather around, curious to see which powerful figure would emerge from the cars."Look! It's the Gibson heir!" one exclaimed, pointing towards August with wide eyes as recognition spread through the crowd. “Oh my, he’s even more handsome in person. I can’t stop blushing,” one of the women in the crowd gushed.“I need to get a picture with him. The most powerful man in the city! That’ll blow up my social media for sure,” another chimed in as he eagerly retrieved
"Nice question. That’s what you should’ve asked earlier, instead of throwing insults at us," Mr. Turner sneered. He leaned back, then added calmly, "Aren’t you going to offer us a seat first? Maybe some wine? Then we can start talking." “Why should I? You are not welcome guests in my house,” Alexander snapped.“Believe me we are, you will consider us the most valuable guests in eight years after you’ve heard what we have to say”.Still frowning, Alexander hesitantly gestured towards a couch without saying a word and the men made themselves comfortable."And what about the wine? Haven’t you had your servants bring it yet?" the obese Mr. Montclair asked, his tone laced with curiosity."No one’s giving you anything—not even water," Alexander snapped, his voice edged with irritation. "Now, tell me why you’re here and leave!""Relax, Alexander," Mr. Turner interjected, trying to lighten the mood. "Don’t mind Montclair, the man’s always hungry. His wife even complains that he wakes up in t
"Of course we remember," one of the men snapped, his frustration evident. "He was disowned and banished after his father discovered he was behind the attack and framed his own brother for it. But what does that have to do with saving ourselves?""Gosh, how can you be so shortsighted?" Mr. Turner groaned, slamming his hand against his forehead. "If Mr. Wade were still here, he'd understand exactly what I mean. The rest of you are no better than children!”Mr. Turner sighed, lowering his voice to a near whisper. “We all know how obsessed Alexander has always been with becoming the heir. What if we join forces with him, convince him to reclaim what he believes is rightfully his? He’s selfish and ruthless—he’ll agree. Not only would we save ourselves, but we’d also form a powerful alliance with the new Gibson heir once he takes control.”The other three men exchanged uneasy glances, they were clearly not buying with Mr. Turner’s idea."How is that even possible?" Mr. Kingsley snapped. "No
****In the living room of the Turner mansion, Mr. Turner lounged comfortably on the couch, his face hidden behind a newspaper as the television played softly in the background."These damn headlines again!" he spat, tossing the paper aside in frustration. "Six days, same nonsense. I'm done with it."He stood up, gesturing towards the television he frowned, "Even the news on TV is boring these days. I’d rather go fry in the sun than watch another second of this mind-numbing news," he muttered under his breath as he prepared to leave the room.Just as he turned to walk away, something on the television made him halt in his tracks."It's no secret to anyone in this country that the Gibson family's heir, Mr. Gibson, tragically passed away a few months ago..." Mr. Kane's voice came through the speakers."Mr. Kane? What's he doing on the news now?" Mr. Turner's brows knitted in confusion as he turned back to face the television. "At last, finally the Gibson heir has decided to unveil himse
Boris's heart pounded in terror as he caught the burning rage in Mr. Kane’s eyes. "Him... the Gibson heir? Impossible!" he stammered, clutching his chin in disbelief.Mr. Kane, seething with fury, unleashed a brutal kick to Boris’s stomach, knocking the air from his lungs. Boris doubled over, groaning in agony. "You ignorant fool!" Kane spat, delivering another vicious kick. "You're only breathing because of the young master. How dare you disrespect him like that?"Grabbing Boris by the collar, Mr. Kane yanked him up to his feet with a rough pull. As soon as Boris stood, Kane slapped him twice across the face with resounding force."Just a few days ago, your coward of a father was on the phone with me, begging for your life, too scared to face Don Maxino himself. I refused, but the young master? He went. He's the reason you were spared that day. Frankly, he should have let you die!" Mr. Kane sneered before going ahead to slap his face a few more.While Mr. Kane continued to punish Bor
"What do you mean?" Boris frowned, his brows knitting together as he looked both offended and confused.August smiled nonchalantly and shook his head mockingly. "Despite how bad you’ve treated me, I’d be generous and tell you to escape through the backdoor before the next two minutes," he said, his smile fading."Or else what?" Boris growled, his eyes narrowing with rage."You have one minute left," August replied ignorantly, his chuckle sly.James, flushed red with fury, stormed up to August and slapped him hard across the face. "You piece of shit! Will it kill you to stop bluffing?" he spat, seething. Gesturing to one of his men, he added, "Go get the sedatives and psyche-twisters. Since he can't keep quiet, we’ll make sure he does."Boris scoffed. "Such a shame, August, you’ll not be awake to hear our pleasure moans. By the time you wake up, we'll be long gone, and you'll be surrounded by the police. Maybe you should've kept your mouth shut." With a mocking laugh, he gripped the ri
August was exasperated, despite being at the mercy of Boris and James, he didn't seem to be afraid of them. "I wouldn't threaten me if I were you!"Boris's face flushed red with rage, he frowned and slapped August two more times. "Don't test me, you filthy waiter. You are at my mercy yet you dare to speak such nonsense. With just a snap of my fingers; these men will hit you to death," Boris warned, his voice trembling with rage."Try, if you have the balls," August sneered slyly. He knew Boris and James needed him alive too well to take all the blame for what they planned to do to Tina. No matter how far he pushed Boris, all he got was a slap or two across the face."That's enough, Boris," James interjected, gripping Boris’s arm as he prepared to strike August again. "I see what he’s trying to do, but what’s the point of hitting him? He’s already in a worse position. The charge for rape and murder is death by hanging—unless the judge is feeling generous, in which case it might be life
Seeing that August was no longer a threat as he was tied to a chair, a smug smile painted on Boris face."I thought you were the almighty Iron fist; you knocked me out with just a punch and look at what you did to James' face. I was beginning to think you would knock all these men down with your Iron fist. But Maybe I overrated you, you are not as strong as I thought"August seethed with rage. If he could untie just one of his hand, then he would've shown Boris just how much he deserved to be called Iron fist like he was mocking him. "I swear this time I'll make sure I knock you off for good" August growled.Boris then frowned and slapped his face hard. "You are lucky we need you alive for our plan or I would've killed you already!" Boris spat angrily yanking August's chin before slapping it again."Stop hitting him," Tina protested defensively. "Your problem is with me, right? You already have me, what do you want from him?" She asked frustratingly.James then approached Tina and ru