"What time are we going to arrive, Steve?" Alaric asked as he put on his seatbelt. Steve glances at the front mirror, staring at Alaric. "It wouldn't take long, young master. Don't worry, the diner is not so far from here. I'm sure it wouldn't be long, as long as there isn't traffic or a ruckus down the road." "Alright," he said. "I will take that as an assurance," he added. "You sure can, Young Master. It's my first time there, but I know it wouldn't be long. I've searched it out, and it's about 1 km from here, so it shouldn't take our time." Evelyn glanced at Alaric. "Young master, would you mind taking a look at your other schedule before we arrive?" She asked. "Ah, yes. I would like to do that. I believe it would save me from the stress of not being aware later on," he said. She handed him a file she had been with, and he took it and looked at it. "What construction site is this?" He asked, pointing at one of the agendas. She took her file and looked up at it. "Sorry
The waitress brought the order in a tray and placed the cups of coffee on the table. Alaric smiled at Mr. Donaldson, and he tipped the waitress. "Thanks for your service, ma'am," he thanked her, and she nodded. "You're very welcome sir. Have a nice meeting. Thank you for the tip," she said, and bowed her head, before retreating to the counter. "That's very generous of you, Alaric, but I already paid for every order we would need. The extra money which we might not make use of is given as a tip. Anyways, that's very good of you, Alaric," he said. Alaric smiled and nodded. "Thank you, Mr. Donaldson. If there isn't any more to say about that, can we get to the real matter? I heard you have been proposing a deal with the Wright Empire, and have arranged this meeting today to specifically speak about it," Alaric said. Mr. Donaldson nodded. "Yes, Alaric. Anyways, I was expecting to see your father or your mother, because he was the CEO and owner of Wright Empire before the big annou
"It was very nice speaking to you, Young Master Alaric. I hope you put into consideration all that we have discussed and I hope to hear from you soon. Have a safe journey home," Mr. Donaldson said, extending his hands to shake Alaric. He was reluctant at first but shook hands with Mr. Donaldson. He walked out of the café, with the words ringing in his ears. "I know you, Alaric Drones." It was as if it pierced deep into his heart, and he was troubled about it. If one person knew about his past and everything about his life a few days ago, then it was all going to be ruined. Steve walked up to him, with a smiley and anticipating face, accompanied by Evelyn. "Young Master, how did the meeting go? You're done already?" Steve asked, looking at Alaric who was trying to remain calm. He was lost in thoughts for a while, and it caught Steve and Evelyn off guard. They didn't understand what was going on with Alaric, and Steve snapped his fingers at Alaric's face. "Young Master, what's
Alaric stared at his phone in bewilderment. He didn't want Kimberly to face any harm of some sort. He ran up to Steve, who was waiting for him by the car. "Are we ready to leave, Young Master? Can we go now?" Steve asked Alaric, who looked worried. "I think I will have to go now, Steve. I have something really important to attend to," Alaric said, his voice filled with urgency. Steve looked surprised. "Is there anything wrong, Young Master? Why are you sounding like that?" He asked. Alaric shook his head, and fear flitted across his eyes. "I don't think I have the time to explain anything right now. I will take one of the cars. Make sure not to follow me or send the guards after me. It's an order from me to you, do not defy it," he said, and headed to the first car. "But what happened, Young Master? Maybe I could be of help. It is my duty to make sure you are guarded at all times. The madam won't be happy if she hears that I didn't protect you and let you leave without telling
Alaric looked at him with shock. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. Norton had found out about his identity. How was that possible? He had always tried to keep it a secret, and Norton had known about everything already. "What? Why do you have that surprised look on your face? Did you think I would be fooled for long? I know who you are, and what you will always be. A pathetic loser who can hardly stand up for himself," Norton said. Alaric was burning with rage. He tried to hold himself back from punching Norton right in the face. "Is that the identity you are talking about?" He asked Norton. Norton shook his head. "No, that's not it. I know you always wanted to match up with us and act classy, but you will never attain that, Alaric. Don't forget, I also know what you did to my brother, Arnold," he said. "Arnold deserved whatever was coming to him. That is none of my problems. He was the one that wanted a brawl, and I simply gave it to him," he stated. Norton's face
Alaric's head pounded on a roll, and he felt his body ache all over, sending strong waves of pain constantly weakening his bones. He groaned, and rolled a little, before attempting to open his eyes. He slowly opened his eyes, his vision blurry and his body aching. He tried to move, but a sharp pain shot through his abdomen, making him wince in pain. The haziness in his sight started to diminish, and he could see well the white ceiling of an unknown place. He rolled his eyes at every corner. This was a bizarre place, and he saw someone beside him. He shook, startled a little, and took a closer look at who it was - a man. The man was letting out sobs, and he recognized him as Steve. Alaric knew it was Steve immediately he took a closer look, and he got agitated. "What? Where am I? Where is this place?" He asked, still oblivious to his surroundings. Steve raised his head slowly. His eyes were swollen like he had been crying for a very long time, and Alaric was shocked at t
Steve looked at Alaric with a confused face. He didn't know what he was up to, and why he was suddenly asking for the account information and assets of Mr. Jefferson. That was going to be a very hard task. "If I may ask, what do you need all that information for, young master? I'm not sure if I will be able to get that, because Mr. Jefferson is no longer under us. Everything won't be the same as it was, and probably all his account books would have been destroyed or deleted from every computer," Steve explained calmly. "I thought you said that he once worked under us? Isn't there a possibility that we can get the info from there?" Alaric asked, with strong determination running through him. "Yes, Young Master. He once worked under us. He however had a company of his own, which wasn't so stable, so he was the managerial head of one of our branches, but we had to let go of him because he breached the contract agreement," Steve said. Alaric nodded. "What did he do? Why was the cont
Alaric brought out his phone from his pocket. He looked up at Sasha's number and thought about her. He was worried about her health, and what she might be like, but then, he couldn't forget his motive. No matter what, he needed to get rid of everyone. There was no one as an exception, and everyone who hurt him needed to pay for it. His eyes rolled to the side. Luckily, Steve had brought his laptop for business purposes. This way, it was going to be way easier. "If I can get through Mr. Jefferson's Account, and use the details from the records at Dustin Firms, then maybe Norton and Arnold's information would be there too. He said he was going to pass his business down to someone, which means he had already registered their accounts," he muttered to himself, thinking deeply about it. The picture was finally clear and he knew what he needed to do. His phone rang. It was Evelyn calling. "Yes, Evelyn," he answered, as he picked up the call. "Oh, young master. I've been trying to