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
Nobody else present knew Tyler had enough wealth even to purchase Hilton Plaza. Booking a few tables would be spare change for him.But he had better places to be and had no interest in spending money on treating strangers, especially when a degenerate like Clyde Smith was taking the lead and coercing him into it. Besides, Isabella and Barney barely had the resources to sponsor a party at the extravagant Hilton Plaza.Tyler was about to turn down the idea when Jennifer chimed in."Congratulations, Tyler! Sorry for the confusion and rudeness earlier. Let me take this opportunity to tell you that the entire claims department is proud of you! All we are asking for is a simple treat at Hilton Plaza. It is the perfect place for a celebration!"While Jennifer's suggestion received unanimous support from the other employees, Barney spoke up with a frown. "Are you kidding me, Jennifer? Do you even know what the Hilton Plaza is? It is ridiculously expensive, and only filthy rich people frequen
As liquor continued to flow, the group became casual with each other and began to chat in smaller parties. They talked about their back-breaking work, low salaries, and so on.Clyde and Jennifer retreated to a corner, making out shamelessly. So did other younger couples in the group. The expensive wine and glamorous ambiance made everyone horny. Isabella saw the public display of affection and blushed, while Tyler was basically unperturbed. He just wanted the party to end soon."Jen… I need a favor," Clyde whispered into his girlfriend's ear."What is it?" Jennifer asked. She hoped he wouldn't ask her for sex all of a sudden.Clyde wasn't exactly an attractive man in appearance or personality. She stuck to him for her underserved job and romantic gifts. The young woman allowed Clyde to kiss and touch her, but that is where she drew the line. Even intoxicated with liquor, Jennifer couldn't sleep with him."I want you to spill a drink on Isabella…" Clyde whispered."But why?" she asked