Anthony King woke up to terrible news, the stocks they had ordered with Jordan Reigns’ money had gotten lost at sea.He was pacing in his living room at the crack of dawn, tossing back a glass whiskey every so often.“Anthony what are you doing,” it was Camille at the doorway. “You’re making so much noise I thought there was a burglar in the house.”“It would've been so much better if we only had a burglar to deal with.”“What's wrong?” Her brows furrowed in a frown.“Where's my sorry excuse for a son?”“You better be talking about Luthan,” Camille defended.“You know damned well I'm talking about Arthur,” Anthony hissed. “Where is he?”“In bed,” she said in a deadpan tone. “Where he should be.”“Passed out drunk I'm sure. That's why he hasn't even stirred.”“Even if I were dead, father, the noise you've been making would wake me. There are children in this house for Pete's sake and they need their sleep.”“Well they might not be able to sleep comfortably in their cozy little beds for
Arthur's mind told him this was a bad idea but he stomped down his fear. Louis had been generous enough to loan him an entire twenty million dollars, from his mysterious earnings. He'd also shown him prove of the seventy million that he had earned in just one night.“This is the only place people like us can earn so much money in such short time.” Louis said.They were dressed up for a good night out and Louis brought him to a small abandoned warehouse near the docks that had been repurposed in a way that Arthur couldn't believe. There was a bustling casino in there.“Louis I don't think this is a great idea at all,” Arthur decided, gripping the blonde young man and turning him around. He could hear his father's voice in his head telling him that he did nothing to improve the family business and only knew how to spend. They were already up to their necks with problems, adding a gambling debt was the stupidest thing he could do right now.“Trust me Arthur.”“No,” Arthur said more firml
In a matter of days, Arthur was back at the gambling table. This was one of those things that people thought was too good to be true and believing it was truly hard. Every time he sat up on the gambling table he felt like his luck would run out but as he tried time after time after time and nothing happened that fear started to dissolve.He raised the money they needed in no time and soon enough the new stocks were arriving. He bought a new car as well. He wanted to make sure everyone knew that he was on the same level as Luthan. They had over looked Arthur King for far too long since Luthan's return and it was time that they all saw the truth. Luthan King would never surpass him. He glided on the high until it began to thin.“Louis, there you are!” He called out to Louis when he saw him at an important golfing party. “I haven't seen you at the casino since, what's up?”“Well of course you won't see me,” Louis said, avoiding eye contact. “You started going there without me.”“Come on,
The security guard pointed Camille's way before the owner of the party could come over to settle the problem or drive anyone away.As the coppers approached Camille's seat, the other women around her who were clearly drenched in jealousy, began to snicker.Camille's face reddened in both embarrassment and anger. Anger at the women and anger at Arthur because heaven knew what he had done this time that the copper's didn't even wait for him to go home.“Excuse me ladies but I'm looking for a Mr. King?” One of the police officers said.“There are more than one Mr. King,” Camille decided to say. “Even at this party alone there are more than one Mr. King.”She knew that she couldn't stall forever and the fact that all of this was happening right in front of the women. All of them where horrific gossips.“Is there a problem officers?” Anthony walked over and decide to diffuse the situation.“We're looking for a Mr. King.” The police officer repeated and Anthony had on his face the look that
“You did what?!” Anthony screamed from the other side of the table. “How the hell do you go from having almost a hundred million dollars to having a debt of two hundred million? In one night!”He looked like he might fly over the desktop to strangle his son. The veins on his neck bulged furiously and his hands clenched in angry fists.“You told me to get more money from where it came from!”“I remember also telling you to keep the one you have,” Anthony pressed his cuffed hands, palm down on the table. “Which move would've been the smart one, Arthur?”“You wouldn't be saying this if I had actually brought back almost a billion so don't act as if I just tossed the money into a ditch. I did the same thing you would have done.”“No, Arthur,” Anthony shook his head slowly. “No one would have done what you did. In theory yes, it's a probability but in reality no one would sink the family in quick sand like you just did. Everyone else has a crucial thing you seem to sorely lack, a freaking
Arthur won the first time, just as he had predicted. A good three million dollars. Extremely low compared to what he'd been making before but a good start. He won again the next time. He had done this for so long and had become so familiar with the pattern.Actually the secret method to winning the game had been changed slightly but Arthur had been playing it for long enough that he could find out the new pattern by simply watching from the sides as other players won and lost. His winning streak continued. He was almost at fifty million dollars but he knew that he could get much more than that so he tried again. And he lost.He thought about the money he had made just that night and couldn't let it go. He thought about the money he'd lost the other day at this table and couldn't let it go even more. He put in more of the money he'd come with and he lost. He wanted to take a step back but in the heat of the moment he worried that he might lose his chance. He might lose his luck. He too
Arthur could not believe that he had lost. He did everything exactly the way he ought to so that he could win, unless they decided to disregard the rigging system. He argued and almost claimed that the man himself had cheated but there was no way that would not come back to bite him in the ass. He had no choice but to stand quietly as the man's guards patted him down for every dime on him.“Here,” one of the guards stretched out a hundred dollar note to him. “So you can get home.”Arthur looked around at the crowd that gathered around him. How could he, Arthur King, accept pity money from the guy who just ruined him. He couldn't stomach it so he walked out of the room.He didn't stop until he was out in the clean air, away from the noise and the smells. He screamed and kicked a fire hydrant on the side of the road. It hurt his foot but he couldn't feel it at the moment, he cursed colorfully into the night air but that would not do him much good. He still had a bit of money in his acco
Arthur returned home without even the strength to scream. He had to do something. He couldn't let things stay like this but he didn't know what to do. As he buried himself in glass after glass of alcohol, an idea snuck up on him. What if he managed to convince Luthan to help him?The more he nursed the idea, the more it seemed more plausible. He had to get over two hundred million dollars in a week for the casino owner if he wanted to live, he also had to get two hundred million dollars to deliver on their end of the deal with the Reigns and finally, he had to get enough money to get his father out of jail. He could not think of a single place that he could get that money from very easily.How did things turn out like this? How is it that while he and his father struggled with a debt of over five hundred million dollars, at the cusp of bankruptcy, Luthan swam in cash? All the anger that would normally explode out of him in a rage suddenly condensed into tears. He didn't expect it at a
Camille didn’t say anything just yet. She looked straight at him and thought about what expression would be best to tackle this situation.“What I want to know is why you have targeted two members of my family,” David looked down at her. “What is it that you want from my family Camille?”“I don’t know what you want from me,” Camille began, finally settling on a blank expression. “I’m sorry to disappoint you if you were expecting to make some huge discovery but-”“Do you have anything to do with the amount of money that the Carter family just lost?”Although he interrupted her, the question did not take her by surprise, luckily. She was prepared for him to ask her something like that so she furrowed her brows at just the right moment and there was no way that he could get anything from her expression.“I might be a dumb bimbo according to you,” she finally said after looking confused for an adequate amount of time and shaking her head as though to shake away the confusion. “But even I
The wait until they could get their hands on the money was excruciating. According to Arthur, the guy who did the entire technical job to get them the money dictated how and when the money would be available for them to use. Camille chose not to ask questions because she got to face Kimberly everyday and she was afraid that she was going to slip up and spill something if she knew too much.When the money finally got into his hands he behaved so normaly that Camille would not have been able to tell that he recently got so much money if he hadn’t told her himself.“Don’t tell anyone,” he had insisted. “We have to keep everything on the down low so that the Carters would not be suspicious of us.”“But you have to give Jordan Reigns his money soon enough or he’s going to take away the family company.”“We can wait just until we have to give him the money.”Camille nodded along to his plan, happy that the money was available at least. She could now save her worry for other important things
By the time Kimberly came downstairs Camille had already hurriedly set the table and pretended as though she had taken her time with the process.“Took you long enough,” she said.“Sorry, I had some sudden and important calls that I had to make,” Kimberly apologized. “Hope I didn’t keep you long?”“It’s fine,” Kimberly said. “I had my phone with me.”Camille kept having serious anxiety about what had just happened. Her mind kept playing a scene in her head where Kimberly came downstairs while she was in the closet with Alexander and saw all that was happening on her computer then hurried upstairs afterwards to keep the charade. She comforted herself by reminding herself that someone like Kimberly Carter would not pretend for any reason if she found something like that out. She would’ve directly walked to the closet and dragged Camille out of it by her hair and since that never happened, she was safe.They ate the meal they had made and discussed. This time Alexander was not invited to
In less than two weeks Arthur would have to deliver on the deal he made with Jordan Reigns. Tensions were high and Camille was proud of Arthur for keeping his cool in spite of what was going on. She had actually decided that if he couldn’t raise the money on his own until the last minute she would support him. Thanks to Luthan’s money, she had enough to spare. But she was going to hold out until the last minute because she didn’t want Arthur or Anthony to know that she had that much money at her disposal because as much as she loved being taken care of, she knew trouble when she saw it and no amount of love will make up for security. Having money to save herself and her children should the tides turn —or rather, should the situation get worse— was something that could not be compromised on.While they waited for the big day, the day when they could finally carry out the plan to take from the Carter family, Camille knew that she had to get some information to give to Kimberly. She met
Camille turned around, frightened. It was one of Camille’s brothers. She thought quickly and immediately brought her hand to her chest to explain her reaction. “Gosh, you scared me.”He looked at her suspiciously. “I don’t think we’ve met and it seems you were looking for something?” he ended it like a question.“Yes,” Camille said, fixing her hair casually. “The bathroom.”He looked at her, gaze unwavering. “I don’t think we’ve met.” He said.“We have but you probably won't remember me because I was not the most important person in the room.”“I doubt that I would forget seeing someone like you,” he blurted and there was silence for a few seconds as they both processed his unplanned words. His ears reddened and he coughed and Camille immediately recognized an opportunity. She wasn’t getting into trouble this time. She quickly regained her confidence and slipped a strand of her hair behind her ear.“I was at your grandfather’s birthday,” she said.“Ah,” the man muttered. “I see.” His
Camille wore her absolute best on the day she went to see Kimberly. She didn’t want to appear broke and shabby, of course, so she secretly went shopping. She bought the latest clothes and new shoes, bags, make up and jewelries. She felt the exact same way she did when they had so much money and none of the debts they had now. Now that she thought about it, they were riding on Luthan’s money then and she was still dressed in Luthan’s money now. She was not one bit ashamed, especially after she got such a surprised stare from Kimberly.Kimberly came to meet her at the door after the maid let her in. Her eyes widened into saucers but she quickly got her expression under control. She must have gotten used to seeing Camille in clothes that were not quite the latest fashion styles among ladies of class.“You look fantastic Camille,” Kimberly said, giving her a quick hug and an air kiss. “Is that Carla Ortega you’re wearing?”Camille spun around to give Kimberly a good look at her entire out
“Where the hell have you been?” Anthony crossed his arms, he had not yet recovered the body weight he lost in jail so he didn’t look as intimidating as he usually did but Camille knew that Arthur had to be terrified. She was scared herself.“I’ve been out of town looking for the money to pay the Reigns so we can get our company back.”“And how did that go?” Anthony asked.“I got seventeen million dollars,” Arthur said. His stance looked very confident and that was an impressive amount. Camille would’ve been more impressed if she wasn’t entitled to half a billion dollars as Luthan King’s ex wife. So much had changed since Luthan got back from prison to the point that Arthur coming home with seventeen million dollars in a matter of days is considered not so impressive. Perhaps that was the influence of a billionaire on them, now even their problems come in hundreds of millions of dollars.“And where, pray tell, did you get that amount of money from?” Anthony said looking thoroughly unco
“Luthan?” Came the voice through the phone.Of all the people, of course it had to be Camille. If he had looked at the caller ID he wouldn’t have picked up the phone. He’d have told Mary Lynn that the call was not important because it really wasn’t.“What is it?” he asked as he went up the stairs.“No need to speak with that tone,” Camille’s voice came from the other end of the line. “I’ve got good news.”Any news at this point would seem like terrible news. A lot of angry words circled through his brain but he inhaled deeply and said only one word, “shoot.”“I got invited to the Carter house, it’s insane!”“It’s your job,” he deadpanned. “It’s what you were supposed to do in the first place.”“I don’t remember you paying me for it,” she grumbled, “now you’re calling it a job.” “How about you give me some results, then we’ll think about it.” Luthan said. That clearly made her happy.“Now if you don’t have anything else to say,” he said then hung up as soon as he was sure that that wa
Luthan stood and watched as her car drove into the distance. The sun was setting and he had to return home soon. He didn’t really come all this way just for a meeting with Camille. He had something to discuss with someone important concerning his business and since Camille had insisted on seeing him today he figured that he could use that to his advantage.“Sir, shall I get the car ready?” The butler, Matthew, asked. “Miss Mary Lynn should be returning home soon.”“Yes, please.”Matthew nodded and walked away. After a while, he returned to let Luthan know that the car was ready.“Mr. King, I hope you don’t mind me asking but why did you offer her so much money?” The Butler asked. “She cheated on you, helped steal all of your assets and properties and pretty much left you for dead.” Matthew had worked for Stanley Flair until the man passed away so Luthan Knew that he could trust him. “Matthew, have you ever wanted to get something really bad but found out that it was far beyond your