-Hilton Restaurant, Stormwind City.
Inside the VIP room of a very luxurious restaurant, two people of dignified bearing were sitting opposite each other. On top of the table that separated them from each other rested several luxurious and exotic dishes, with two bottles of exotic red wine accompanying the dishes."This is definitely the end of the road for Charlotte Clinton.""I have thoroughly cornered her, and for her to escape her predicament she has no choice but to marry me." one of the two people dining with each other said in a very confident and satisfied tone.The person who spoke was a dashing young man with sleek black hair. He was dressed in an expensive grey suit with an equally expensive Breguet wristwatch worth around twenty thousand dollars adorning his left wrist.This young man was of course Patrick Schick, the current heir to the Schick Group."As expected of the current heir to the Schick Group! Who can resist your charms?!" the second person replied.He was quite handsome and also dressed in a very expensive attire, signifying that his background was quite lofty. It was expected however, as he would not be able to dine with Patrick if he was not from an impressive background."Thank you Victor." Patrick said happily while pouring himself a drink from a bottle of the exotic red wine.The handsome young man now recognized as Victor simply smiled in response before repeating Patrick's actions.Together, the two of them dined and laughed happily with each other without worrying about anything else.Patrick himself was incredibly pleased with himself. He was on the verge of finally achieving what he had deemed close to impossible after all.No matter how one looked at it, Charlotte was an incredibly beautiful lady. He had desired her from the very first day he met her in a conference meeting.Alas, all his efforts to get her with him were disregarded effortlessly by her, but this only made him desire her more. He was not discouraged in the slightest, and felt that it was only a matter of time before he finally won her over.However, it only took him a few months to see that he was incredibly wrong. It was like a bucket of ice cold water was poured on him.Seeing that his efforts were no longer yielding results, Patrick decided to take drastic measures.The Clinton Group was barely worth $30 million, which was nothing worth mentioning compared to the $150 million that the Schick Group worth.Using his influence as the heir of the Schick Group, he discreetly oppressed the Clinton Group by pressuring their clients and cutting off the supply of various important business resources. With his position as the heir to the Schick Group, no one dared to go against his orders, so he succeeded in driving the Clinton Group into a corner.The rest was simple, and it was only a matter of time before Charlotte agreed to receive his $20 million injection; after all she needed to save the company. By that time, victory would be completely his.He would then slowly savour Charlotte's stunning body, before ravishing her till she begged for mercy.Patrick was still lost in his lascivious thoughts when his pricey phone rang loudly, snapping him out of his thoughts.He did not even bother to glance at the caller ID before answering the phone call irritatedly, visibly annoyed at the fact that his lustful thoughts were disrupted."Speak." Patrick ordered in a cold tone without even waiting for the caller to speak."Mr. Patrick, there has been a major development in the Clinton Group!" the caller exclaimed worriedly."What do you mean?" Patrick asked, his tone incredibly harsh. He had immediately identified the caller as the spy he planted in the Clinton Group, whose job was to inform him of any major developments in the Clinton Group."I don't know the details, but the Clinton Group has received a $25 million dollar injection!" the caller said, his voice still laced with shock."What did you say?" Patrick asked disbelievingly?"The whole company is in a festive mood. There are even rumors of a restructuring of the company!" the caller continued heatedly, not even bothering to listen to Patrick's words."Mr. Patrick, i can see someone coming towards me. I will call you when there is a new major development. Good day." the caller concluded before disconnecting the phone call.Patrick originally had an indifferent expression on his face when he answered the phone call, but as the call went on the expression on Patrick's face became frigid. By the time the call was over, the expression on Patrick's face was incredibly ugly."WHO DARES?!" Patrick yelled angrily before smashing his $5,000 phone on the wall. The incredibly expensive phone landed right on the wall beside Victor before breaking to pieces.Victor, who was sipping his wine calmly, trembled in shock when the phone shattered into fragments."WHO DARES TO GO AGAINST MY ORDERS?!" Patrick bellowed furiously as he threw several of the luxurious and exquisite dishes madly in a bid to vent his anger.Victor who stood calmly and out of Patrick's way as he vented his anger already knew the reason for Patrick's fury. He heard the full conversation on the phone after all.It took over twenty minutes of Patrick destroying costly things in the VIP room before he could remotely control his anger."One year!" Patrick stated angrily."One year of meticulous planning gone down the drain!" Patrick hollered angrily.Fury was an understatement for how he was feeling at the moment. He was just at the verge of achieving victory when this mysterious helper appeared in the Clinton Group, thwarting all his plans.It was extremely aggravating."Enjoy it while it lasts now, Charlotte!" Patrick yelled as he took a huge swig of red wine directly from the bottle."I, Patrick Schick will never accept defeat!""Just you wait, I will make you pay for this!" Patrick declared indignantly.Hello. This is the author of 'The Consortium's Heir' and 'The Chronicles of a Mage God'. Welcome to my new book. If you've enjoyed what you've read so far kindly drop a comment about what you think. Thank you and happy reading!
-Primrose Golden Alcazar, Stormwind City. Four days had passed since Nicolas' meeting with Charlotte, and while Patrick was furious over Nicolas' interruption, which had ruined his plans, Nicolas was sleeping soundly in his hotel suite's splendid master bedroom. The sound of a phone call suddenly filled the silent bedroom, and the loud ringtone roused Nicolas from his sleep. In a swift movement, Nicolas stretched his hands and answered the phone call before placing it to his ear without checking the caller ID. "Hello?" Nicolas greeted lazily, still half asleep from the all-nighter he pulled yesterday. "Hello Mr. Nicolas." an enchanting voice responded from the other end of the phone. "Miss Charlotte, to what do I owe this phone call?" Nicolas greeted while glancing at the time on the antique clock on the wall of the bedroom. "Nothing much." Charlotte answered calmly, but there were hints of excitement in her voice. "I wanted to inform you that I followed the instructions you gav
"Young man, do you live there? I heard that's not a place that just anybody can live in. It's a really expensive place." The taxi driver mentioned in a concerned tone. He was a long term resident of this region, so he knew a lot of things the average foreigner didn't. Nicolas was about to ignore the taxi driver, but after hearing his concerned tone he changed his mind and decided to reply. "No I don't live there. I want to buy a house. I heard the location is not bad, and the prices are decent." Nicolas replied casually. After hearing Nicolas' reply, the taxi driver went silent and seamlessly drove out of the parking lot. What a joke. Most people in this region could not afford to rent a place in the Onyx Palace, talk less of buying a house. It was even more unbelievable that it was this young man who wanted to purchase a house there. He did not look like he could even afford the meals there, talk less the house. Nicolas could guess what was going on in the taxi driver's mind, bu
Everyone watched with bated breaths as she swiped the card on the Point of Sale machine. They wanted to see if Nicolas was just a braggart or was really as wealthy he claimed to be. After swiping the black card, the Point of Sale machine beeped, signifying that the payment of $17 million was successful, before printing out the transaction receipt. The customers who were so loud earlier couldn't laugh now. They were looking at Nicolas like he was an alien, their expressions extremely comical. They did not think that Nicolas could easily buy the Blue Diamond Villa so easily! To be able to spend $17 million so easily, how rich must he be? He must have had above $100 million in that black card! Ann was also very surprised. She did not think that Nicolas could afford the Villa at all. She was surprised, but pleasantly so. She was an intern salesperson and had never made such a huge sale before. Her commission from this sale alone was comparable to several months of her salary. "The c
"Arson?" Nicolas inquired, his piercing blue eyes narrowing and his voice icy. "Yes." Detective Oliver replied affirmatively, his tone still neutral. Nicolas' grip on his phone became tighter, and some cracks started appearing on the phone. The aura that leaked out of his body was incredibly murderous, which made one wonder what exactly Nicolas did to have such a murderous aura. "The culprit?" Nicolas asked with gritted teeth, his grip on the phone still getting tighter. "I have not discovered the culprit yet, but I am currently working on it." Detective Oliver answered in the same neutral tone. "Okay. Keep me updated on any findings you have." Nicolas ordered before abruptly disconnecting the phone call. Nicolas dropped his phone on his table and took a look at the documents. His phone was now damaged, with the edges of the phone bent and huge cracks now on it. The screen was now also bad, but Nicolas could care less about his damaged phone. His whole attention was on the conve
-NX warehouse. [2 hours earlier] Inside a barely lit warehouse, a dashing young man dressed in an all black leather suit held an expensive phone in his left hand. Beside him was another dashing young man who was dressed in the same outfit, but a black nose mask hiding his facial features. Thirty burly men were also present in the barely lit warehouse, maintaining a bit of distance from the two young men but were still positioned protectively around the two young men. The young men were none other than Patrick Schick and his very good friend, Victor Russ. There was also a chair in the warehouse, and a very beautiful lady was tied roughly to the chair, her head covered with a black bag. The lady was of course Charlotte. Her radiant aura was no longer present, her beautiful eyes screamed of weakness and tiredness and her expensive clothes were torn in different places. Patrick took a puff from a cigarette in his hand and smoked deeply before passing it over to his friend Victor to
"You must be tired of living a wealthy life." Nicolas said frostily he moment he stepped into the dark warehouse. A quick glance at the warehouse and Nicolas saw the beautiful lady tied down to a chair, with bruises on her face and wrists. It was obvious that Patrick had hit her. Patrick was a bit surprised at Nicolas' early arrival, but a feeling of arrogance soon overcame his surprise and he laughed heartily. "This is great!" Patrick said amidst his laughter. "You must be Nicolas, the only one in Stormwind City who dares to go against my orders!" Patrick continued to say, but Nicolas cut him off abruptly. "Yes I am." Nicolas affirmed coldly. "Very good! Very good!" Patrick said angrily. "I will make sure you regret your actions!" Patrick yelled angrily, and then made a hand signal. As soon as he made the hand signal, the thirty burly men who had secretly positioned themselves to attack the intruder at a moment's notice immediately moved towards Nicolas, their burly bodies radia
Charlotte watched as the policemen arrested Patrick, Victor and the thirty burly men who were defeated by Nicolas. She couldn't believe her eyes at what she saw. Patrick Schick, the vile heir to the Schick Group who had been troubling her and the Clinton Group for more than a year was defeated instantly by the handsome stranger. It was too shocking. While she was still thinking about how surreal the whole sequence of events ended, a sharp pain on her wrist jolted her out of her thoughts. Nicolas who was standing close to her instantly noticed her subtle movement, and a sharp crease appeared on his eyebrows. He stretched his hands and studied her injured wrist for a few seconds before letting out a sharp sigh. "You have been injured by those horrible men. Let's get you to the hospital immediately." Nicolas said in a calm tone while inspecting the red wounds on Charlotte wrists. As a result, he did not notice the red tint on Charlotte's cheeks. "Mr. Nicolas!" A steady voice sounded
[One week later] After taking care of the Schick Group, Charlotte's Clinton Group did not face any more challenges, and without suspense, she succesfully acquired the Schick Group. After changing the name of the business group from Schick Group to Ormond Group under Nicolas' order, it became one of the subsidiary company of the Clinton Group. The rest of the week was spent with Charlotte hiring new and trustworthy talents to fill the gap that the former personnel of the Schick Group left, and also restructuring the business group according to Nicolas' orders. Charlotte was a very talented person, and without any suspense the newly acquired Ormond Group was under control. Nicolas woke up in his luxurious king sized bedroom energetic and refreshed. Out of habit, Nicolas glanced at the antique clock on the wall of his luxurious bedroom and saw that it was 9:06 am in the morning. He got up from his bedroom and did a series of light stretches, his bones popping and his muscles strainin