“Fucking bitch!” Connor barked. “You escaped last night because your boyfriend had the element of surprise. But I won’t let you get away now!”Isabella struggled with the man, but his grasp on her arm was too firm. “Let me go!” she fired back. “I no longer work for you! Now I know all about your illicit businesses. Prepare to be raided by the police!”Connor cackled aloud. “The authorities are in my pocket. I pay them huge bribes to turn a blind eye to the Bailey businesses. Now stop struggling; come with me willingly, or I’ll punch you unconscious! From today, I’ll keep you chained in the dance bar! Prepare to live the life of a sex slave!”Connor had been waiting for Isabella outside the Cinderella agency building. Mick had tipped him off the moment Tyler showed signs of causing trouble. However, Mick was no longer receiving calls or responding to messages.Connor was shocked to see Isabella leaving the building with a large bag that belonged to the Red Vipers Gang. When he accosted
Zip! Something ripped into Connor’s leg. He staggered back and leaned on one of his goons to stay upright. Howling in pain, he picked at the object lodged in his thigh. Surprisingly, it was a paper plane.“What the-? How the-?” Connor stammered in confusion. How could a simple paper plane injure him? What was going on?”Boss! That guy threw the paper thing at you!” one of his goons snapped, pointing toward the building entrance.Connor raised his eyes to see Tyler Grant smirking from a distance. “I told you it wasn’t over, Conny. I would have eventually come for you. But it seems you want to expedite your death!”“You!” Connor fired back. “You hurt me last night and stole my girl! Now you will pay for it with your life!”Tyler laughed aloud. “Your girl? Do you think women can remotely like an ugly creep like you? Even a berserk chimp wouldn’t throw its shit on your face!”“Motherfuc-!” Connor exploded in anger and turned to his goons. “What are you waiting for, idiots?! Kill him!”Ove
Tyler rushed to the open-air market near Sterling Hill. It was a place where local farmers, artisans, vendors, and dealers set up shops. One could find stationery, fruits, vegetables, hardware, fast food, and most general supplies and services there. Rows upon rows of variety shops were sprawled over a quarter mile area. It was a decent place for youngsters to hang out. Tyler reached the cosmetics shop where Tracy was waiting for him. From the distance, he could tell she was concerned and on the verge of panic. Who was following her? Was a member of the Hux gang still alive? Was Rollo Grant involved? Or was it one of his new enemies? The young man decided to catch the culprit before approaching Tracy. However, spotting a stranger in a bustling, noisy crowd was like finding a needle in a haystack. Tyler activated Athena's Insight, turning his vision and hearing into a supernatural scanner. His pupils moved with lightning speed while his ears picked up every sound. The combined feedb
Tyler racked his brain for an excuse. “Err… Well… On your behalf, I applied for a companion scheme launched by the city government. They hire celebrities to spend time with differently-abled people. Even though the condition of your legs is temporary, you are qualified for the scheme. Mr. Derek Sentinel was randomly allocated to you.” While Tyler appeared satisfied with his made-up excuse, his sister took a few moments to process the information. A look of irritation appeared on her usually cheerful face. “Have you already started treating me like a cripple? I hate you!” Tyler realized his insensitive excuse enraged Tracy instead of soothing her nerves. He opened his mouth to argue, but Derek stepped forward before he could say anything. The Indigo Captain bowed courteously to Tracy and took the liberty of delicately holding her hand. He offered a charming smile, leaned forward, and kissed her hand in a chivalrous manner. “It is a pleasure to meet you, my lady…” he said in a dreami
The burly guards eyed Tyler momentarily, and a look of recognition appeared on their faces. They immediately rushed towards him."It's time to get lost, buddy!" Clyde scoffed. "You had a short, pathetic run. Maybe you can try to find a job in the sewage department. It seems to suit your family."While Jennifer sniggered, the guards reached Tyler's cubicle. Instead of accosting him, they joined their hands with a thankful expression."Mr. Grant! You are an angel from heaven! You saved our jobs! How can we ever repay you?""My wife is pregnant. If I were to lose my job this month, I couldn't even support my newborn!"A look of confusion appeared on Clyde's face. As far as he knew, many of the company's guards were about to be laid off. The financial crunch forced the HR department to take stringent measures.But how did Tyler save them? It didn't make any sense."What nonsense are you blabbering, guys? Your jobs are still gone by the end of this month. There's no avoiding it! But are yo
Isabella had been silent all along, staring at the sequence of events in utter disbelief. It appeared as if Tyler had somehow already determined the future. He had a counter and remedy ready for every problem, a retaliation and retort planned for every attack.Was the young man really her childhood friend? He didn't exhibit the traits of the teenager she recalled, nor did he have the airs of someone who served a three-year sentence at the dangerous Montserrat Prison. If Isabella had suffered the trials that the Grant family had, she would have spiraled into depression. Instead, Tyler was composed and well-sorted, as if prison empowered and nurtured him.Last night, Isabella was at the lowest point of her life, about to be molested and raped. She was scared to death that Connor Bailey would ruin her. Tyler appeared out of nowhere for a heroic rescue. The following day, he destroyed the Bailey family and now secured a decent job for her.Overcome with gratitude, Isabella ran to Tyler an
"Oh, Miss Anderson!" Jacqueline exclaimed. "What a pleasure!"The flustered secretary bowed half a dozen times."I asked where is Donald?" Natalie said with mild annoyance."I… I… Mr. Glover is in a shareholders’ meeting right now. But I will immediately inform him of your arrival. He will be at your disposal in a minute! If you had informed us beforehand, the board of directors would have planned a special event!""That would be unnecessary," the heiress replied with a dismissive wave of her arm. "Let Donald work. I will wait for him in his office."Jacqueline nodded submissively. The secretary suddenly recalled a gross mistake only after Natalie walked past her and entered the MD's office.A man named Tyler Grant had barged into Donald Glover's office. He was squatting there like a homeless man. Judging by the man's reckless attitude, he would likely offend Natalie Anderson. They were all going to get fired!Jacqueline let out a frightened whimper and staggered into the MC's office.
Tyler's face didn't betray his thoughts. However, he could sympathize with Natalie's sentiments. The circumstantial evidence was unfairly stacked against him. His activities would look really suspicious to an outsider."What if Bella is my lover and I frequent strip bars?" Tyler asked her sharply. "Why does it bother you?"The heiress' eyes widened. Did the young man openly admit the truth? Moreover, he referred to Isabella as Bella, indicating that the two were intimate. Why else would Tyler use a nickname of endearment for a bar dancer? It was the final nail in her trust's coffin."Huh? So, you no longer care about keeping your nighttime adventures a secret? To make matters worse, did you bring Isabella to my company as an employee? Do you want to carry on your perverse activities here as well?"Natalie was trembling with emotion. Her worst fears about Tyler had just been realized."You didn't answer my question," Tyler posed again without emotion. "What if you are right?"The young