The phone call with Vincent did not last longer than twenty minutes, but calling Vincent reignited some lingering feelings about his overseas Nacht Group. Nicolas sighed. The moment he completed his mission here, he would not hesitate to return back overseas. The time seemed closer than ever. He was after all making more headway and progress each day.He was still deep in his thoughts when his tablet vibrated, notifying him about the arrival of a new e-mail. Vincent had completed his task. Nicolas smiled. He was as efficient as ever.He took another puff of his cigar as he opened the e-mail and went through its details.Name: Seth Kaysen.Age: 22.Height: 195 cm.Weight: 220 lbs.Blood type: O negative (O-)SSN: XXX251Place of work: Limbra Inc.Department: Accounting Department.Nicolas looked at his new identity with a blank expression on his face. Vincent had gotten everything perfectly right. It was a flawless job.Apart from his name, place of work and department, everything e
"And you may be?" Nicolas asked coldly as he firmly removed the stranger's grip from his shoulder before turning to face the man. He came face to face with a tall and lanky young man who looked to be around the age of 25 or lesser. He had an unremarkable face which was currently staring at Nicolas with a disdainful expression on his face. "Fred Davies." The tall and lanky man answered, and the traces of pride in his voice could not be hidden. Nicolas could easily tell that he was from a wealthy family and a based on the way he spoke and his manner of mannerisms. Nicolas noticed that the moment the lanky man announced his identity, the customers present in the barber's salon all had expressions of surprise appear on their faces. It was obvious that they were intimidated by Fred's impressive background. However, Nicolas did not care a bit about Fred's impressive background whatsoever. He only wanted to get back to his villa as soon as possible. "What do you want?" Nicolas asked frigid
There was no mistaking it; the dashing young man who drove the expensive Mercedes Benz sports car was Victor Iil, Patrick Schick's right hand man!There was no way Nicolas would mistake Victor's face. He was very sure that the dashing young man was Victor Iil.Nicolas' orange irises narrowed after coming to that conclusion while staring at Victor who was handing over the car keys to his sports car to the company's valet. According to what happened a month ago, Victor should be rotting behind bars for his crime. How come he was roaming free and driving a sports car that cost more than $300,000? Did this mean that Patrick Schick was also released from prison and was roaming free as well?Also, was it a coincidence that Victor Iil appeared at Limbra Inc. the same day he was beginning his infiltration mission in the company? Or did he just happen to have another convenient reason for him to come here?"There is no use thinking too much about it now. The only thing I can do is to investi
Standing in the same elevator as the man who was suspected to have a hand in his mother's death was not easy for Nicolas. However, with superior control over his emotions, he managed to control his facial expression and remain silent.He routinely looked at the pudgy vice president of Limbra Inc. with a stoic expression on his face as the elevator ascended to his destination. Just as he was about to sneak another look, the pudgy vice president who was dutifully typing away on his expensive smartphone lazily kept his phone in his pocket before turning to stare at the only person in the elevator with him."Oh! Hello there!" Jack Harvey greeted in an amicable tone, his beady-like eyes holding a tinge of jealousy as he scanned Nicolas' handsome features. He wasn't too good-looking himself, therefore he was extremely jealous at the young man's handsome features."I haven't seen you around before. Are you new here?" Jack Harvey asked suspiciously as he stared at Nicolas. "I'm new here, vic
"What do you think you're doing there, standing like you are lost in the middle of a bustling city?" a voice which belonged to a male asked Nicolas, his voice laced with irritation. "Ah. Sorry about that." Nicolas replied in a calm voice, his faux orange irises subtly observing the features of the man with the irritated voice. The man looked to be in his late forties and was tall, his height easily measuring above six feet. He had brown hair which was currently cut lower than Nicolas', and equally brown eyes, which made him look pleasantly handsome. He was brown skinned and had a physique that spoke unspeakable hours of training in the gym. From his physique alone, which was partially concealed by the loose blue shirt and black slacks he wore, Nicolas surmised that he must be a gym freak. "Are you new here? I haven't seen your face around here." The man asked with a frown on his face as he studied Nicolas' extremely handsome features. "Yes, I am new here. I recently transferred f
Inside a very large office filled with state-of-the-art computers, the sounds of people typing away speedily on keyboards could be heard with obvious clarity. Among the people typing away dutifully was a young and handsome man with short black hair and orange irises, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses.Of course, the young and handsome man was none other than Nicolas.Nicolas had fallen into a simple routine for the next two days. He worked dutifully at Limbra Inc. as a junior accountant, always coming in early, completing his tasks, and then leaving right on time. Furthermore, he made sure that his presence at his temporary workplace was as inconspicuous as possible, avoiding anything that could draw attention to himself.However, while he made sure not to attract as little attention as possible, he also paid close attention to the gossip and low-level discussions the workers had during their lunch breaks at the company's cafeteria. From his experience growing Nacht Group to be a
Nicolas's heart raced with anger as he pulled up to the grand entrance of the Blue Diamond Villa. The sprawling estate stood proudly against the backdrop of the setting sun, its elegant architecture commanding attention from anyone who laid eyes on it.With his car parked meticulously, he stepped out and strode towards his opulent villa, seething with an intense fury directed at none other than the notorious Iil Group.Nicolas was very disgusted with the actions of the Iil Group's chairman, Isaac Iil, but there was nothing he could do at the moment. He knew what his priorities were, and right now, the Iil Group is not at the top of his priority list.The first thing he needed to do was investigate Jack Harvey's involvement in his mother's death and also find evidence of the financial crimes Limbra Inc. committed. This way, he would be killing two birds with one stone.Shelving all thoughts about his pursuit of the truth about his mother's death and unearthing the dark financial crimes
The hours went by uneventfully, with Nicolas being fully focused on his job, and soon enough, it was 12 p.m., the designated time for the meeting of the upper echelons at Limbra Inc.Of course, it was also the time that Nicolas plan would be set in motion.Nicolas kept on typing away on his monitor, but consciously kept tabs on the time on his black wristwatch. The moment the time on his wristwatch read 12:05 p.m., he stood up from his work desk and excused himself to Mr. Idris before making his way out of the accounting department.However, Nicolas did not make his way to the toilet as he asked to do so. Instead, he took the stairs all the way to the 10th floor, carefully avoiding the scrutiny of the CCTV cameras installed in the hallways of Limbra Inc.In less than five minutes, he was already on the 10th floor, and just two floors separated him from the floor where Jack Harvey, the vice president of Limbra Inc., office was.He calmly made his way into an empty and abandoned store ro
Following the meticulous plans of Nicolas, the Tyris family completely met their ruin a few weeks later.The once-mighty Tyris family now laid in financial ruin; their business empire dismantled, their wealth evaporated, and their influence shattered.The Tyris family faced the harsh reality of their downfall.The federal authorities, after the proper investigations and thorough examinations of the activities of the Tyris family business group and companies came out with a befitting result.In a press conference, the Tyris family were pronounced guilty of all the charges levied against them, and would face the proper punishments worthy of their crime.Without any suspense, Grey Tyris, alongside with his accomplices would without a single iota of doubt face jail time in the wake of their offence.Naturally, Grey Tyris and his accomplices did not want to go down without swinging, hence they pooled their last resources and hired a top lawyer to defend them.Nevertheless, it still ended u
“Who are you?!” Margaret Tyris asked the moment the door was forcefully kicked open and then scrambled her way to the table which was closest to her and picked up a knife.She held the knife with both hands and pointed it at the person who forcefully kicked the door open.As a person who was wanted by the federal authorities and on the run, she was extremely paranoid and anxious, and when coupled with the fact that the invader forcefully kicked the door open, it was no wonder that she was on edge and picked up a knife.No matter who the person was, and regardless of their identity, whether they were with the federal authorities or not, she was not going to let herself get caught and let everything she’d worked for go down the drain!With that resolution in mind, she took a deep breath to calm her mind and her already trembling hands, then took a good look at the invader.The invader was very tall, standing at an impressive height of 190 cm, or even more. He was also very well built, a
Leyland Hotel, Stormwind City.[11:34 p.m.]The Leyland Hotel could not be classified as a five star hotel in Stormwind city, neither could it be classified as a four star hotel. The best it could be called was a three star hotel, after all, it was located well in the outskirts of Stormwind city.Everything in the hotel, from the exterior of the building to the rooms in the building could be described as third class at best.The exterior of the hotel which was once stood beautifully under the reflection of the bright sun was now somewhat rundown, and completely unattractive to most of the passer-byes who considered spending the night there.The receptionist who sat at the front desk in the hotel was the perfect example of bored and disinterested, with her desk being cluttered with outdated brochures and a ringing bell that had long lost its shine.Every other facility in the hotel could be described as third class at best.The rooms were very unpleasant for a customer with uncomfortab
The Tyris family manor, Stormwind City.It was quite late into the afternoon when Nicolas arrived at the Tyris manor. He, of course, drove his sleek Lamborghini Aventador to the manor as usual.As he stood outside the Tyris manor, his heart beat rapidly in a mix of anticipation and resolve.He had come alone, as he was driven by the desire to see the outcome of his actions firsthand, as well as closure from it.This moment had been years in the making, a meticulously crafted plan to bring down the family that had tormented him for so long.The once-grand estate now mirrored the desolation that had marked Nicolas's childhood—a fitting backdrop for the culmination of his vengeance.The large manor which sat atop a large amount of acres was once vibrant with the bustle of high society. However, it now felt like a mausoleum, as if echoing the emptiness of its occupants' fortunes.The Tyris manor which was once a symbol of opulence and power for the Tyris family, now stood as a dismal remin
The moment the VITA Group which was the main and fundamental pillar of the Tyris family was acquired by Nicolas, the doom of the Tyris family was set in stone.In less than 48 hours, Nicolas had acquired the VITA Group, the Tyris family main pillar. What more could be said for the small business companies and corporations that were part of the VITA Group or under their banner?In less than 36 hours, every single business company that was controlled by the VITA Group switched owners and were now owned by Nicolas.Naturally, they tried to resist, but it was of no use at all. Nicolas was too damn authoritative and aggressive. Most of all, he had the money. No matter what their price were, he was wealthy enough to double it.Not even a day had passed after Nicolas had purchased the small business, and a restructuring was set in progress.The name of the business group was changed from VITA to Zenith Capital, and of course, Nicolas let his trusted Charlotte Clinton handle the rest.Majorit
Less than 24 hours had passed since Grey Tyris hosted a press conference regarding the exposure of his VITA Group insider secrets and crimes, as well as their corruption.While his press conference was a swift response, which was expected from a top business veteran like Grey Tyris, it was only going to delay the inevitable.The secrets were out in the open, and whatever they did would end up being utterly hopeless.Majority of the shareholders, investors and business partners no longer had any trust in the Tyris family following the exposure of their crimes, and even the minority that still maintained their shares in the Tyris family’s VITA Group were already skeptical about riding a sinking ship.They were investors, therefore their sense of belonging was null and void when their money was involved. The moment they found a way to cut costs and regain their losses, they would jump ship immediately.There were no friends in the business world; only interests.*Mercury Penthouse, West
The next day was undoubtedly bound to be a very busy one for the members of the Tyris family, as well as the executives and upper echelon of the VITA Group.*Grey Tyris sat in his vintage study room which was located at the top floor of the Tyris manor.Dressed in an immaculate white suit, his aged body stood ramrod still with his hands crossed behind his back while his piercing blue eyes gazed out at the well-kept and neat garden below.His study room, which was usually his place of calm and control, was now filled with a palpable tension.His assistant and butler who had been with him for more than three decades hurried in, and his aged face which was always calm was now pale with anxiety."Mr. Tyris, you need to see this." He said anxiously, handing him a stack of freshly printed newspaper articles and an expensive tablet displaying various news websites.Grey Tyris collected the items from his butler, took a deep breath and scanned the headlines:“Unmasking the Titans: Tyris Fami
Naturally, with the scale and gravity of what happened, there was no way such a thing could have been kept under wraps.Without any suspense, it didn’t take long for the entire city of Stormwind, including the parts of Stormwind City were the major residents were the poor, to be completely abuzz with the scandal surrounding the Tyris Family.As news outlets continued to broadcast the shocking revelations of unethical practices within the wealthy family, public outrage grew louder by the hour. Across the city, people gathered in coffee shops, offices, their houses and many other gathering spots reserved for the public, expressing their disbelief and anger over the scandalous and unethical actions of the Tyris Family.*On a bustling street corner, a reporter from The City Chronicles, one of the ten media companies that received Charlotte’s $1 million and were on her payroll, held a microphone up to a middle-aged woman, her face flushed with indignation.The middle-aged woman was a resi
Vine Lane, Stormwind City.Vine Lane was one of the numerous middle class areas in Stormwind City, with well-built houses and apartment which were also pleasantly looking occupying the neat streets of the neighborhood.There were of course several middle end cars plying the traffic regulated highway, with the residents heading to their various destinations.The walkway reserved for the pedestrians were as empty as it could be, with only a very few passerby walking occasionally across the well paved ground.The weather was a little bit sunny, but considering the fact that it was 10:21 a.m., it was nothing too serious. Moreover, from the relaxed expression on the faces of the few pedestrians, as well as the residents in the various relaxing buildings like cafés and several restaurants, this wasn’t a one-time occurrence for them, so they were pretty much used to it.The fact that it was a Saturday, which was a weekend also contributed to the calm, serene and scanty environment.Tyrese Mi