27: Emily Is Given A Task
Author: Wordsmith-H
last update Last Updated: 2024-10-29 19:42:56

Simon, Emily's elder cousin and the eldest grandson, interjected, "Did you hear the news? Mr. Radcliffe just bought Eclipsa Studios for a whopping $30 billion!" He turned to Emily, a mocking tone lacing his words, "How do you plan to secure a collaboration with Enermig when our family doesn't even stand a chance?"

The room fell into an uneasy silence as Simon's words hung in the air, casting a shadow over Emily's ambitious plans.

Caught off guard, Emily couldn't find the words to respond to the daunting challenge. The weight of her grandfather’s task pressed down on Emily, and she struggled with the reality of securing a collaboration with a powerful company like Enermig. Managing her responsibilities within the Walter Group was one thing, but this new endeavor seemed like a mountain.

Emily's father, trying to sway Mr. Walter, argued, "We have a deal with the Hargraves, Mr. Walter. Pursuing Enermig might jeopardize our existing commitments."

"Grandfather, securing a collaboration with
Continue to read this book on the App

Related Chapters

  • The Mysterious Midnight Magnate   28: Striking The Deal

    Emily cautiously entered Enermig the next morning, where the female security meticulously checked her with a handheld device before granting her entrance. As she stepped inside, she found herself surrounded by the grandeur of the corporate world.The inside looked fancy with modern designs, and everyone there seemed busy and well-dressed, giving off a vibe of sophistication and efficiency.Walking through the imposing space, Emily gathered her courage and approached the reception desk. "Excuse me," she began loudly, "I'd like to see the president of Enermig."The receptionist, with a raised eyebrow, inquired, "May I have your name and the purpose of your visit?""I'm Emily Walter from the Walter Group," Emily replied, her voice carrying a hint of uncertainty. "I'm here to propose a deal."The receptionist, assessing Emily, questioned, "Is the president expecting you?""No," Emily admitted and took a quick gulp.Nodding, the receptionist picked up the phone to make a call. Emily, unsu

  • The Mysterious Midnight Magnate   29: The Sting Of Betrayal

    Simon sneered, "Emily, you haven't even finished dealing with your small job in the Walter Group. Where do you get the nerve to approach Enermig, let alone see the face of their president?"The rest of the family, convinced that Emily was spinning a tale, completely ignored her, their skepticism overshadowing any belief in her unexpected accomplishment.Eric's eyes narrowed as he observed the skepticism in the room, realizing that convincing the family of Emily's achievement wasn't going to be easy.Ignoring Emily's attempt to share the news, the family continued their conversation. Frustrated, Emily slammed her fist on the table, silencing them. Holding the documents high, she yelled, "Enermig just agreed to collaborate with the Walter Group, offering us $50 million!"As she passed the documents around, a shocked silence enveloped the room. Wide-eyed, Mr. Walter asked Emily, "How did you manage this?""It was all luck," Emily responded, her expression a mix of relief and amazement.

  • The Mysterious Midnight Magnate   30: A Damage Made In Enermig

    Chaos erupted the next day as a group of people stormed into Enermig at night, wreaking havoc by destroying doors and windows. When Peter arrived at work that morning, he was met with the shocking sight of hundreds of employees gathered outside, murmuring about the extensive damage inflicted upon Enermig. The building bore the scars of the unusual attack, with shattered glass, broken doors, and other signs of vandalism.Almost out of breath, Peter rushed to a corner and frantically phoned Eric, relaying the chaotic scene at Enermig. In a stunned tone, Eric listened as Peter described the destruction that had unfolded overnight."Sir, you won't believe what happened. Enermig was attacked last night. Doors smashed, windows shattered, it's a mess!" Peter exclaimed.Left stunned, Eric responded with disbelief and concern as the unexpected turn of events unfolded."Attacked? What do you mean, Peter? Who would do something like this to Enermig?" Eric inquired."I wish I knew, sir. It's a d

  • The Mysterious Midnight Magnate   31: Shock

    The industrial event night unfolded grandly the following evening. Well-dressed men and women from various industries gathered in anticipation, buzzing with excitement upon hearing that Mr. Radcliffe was expected to grace them with his presence.As anticipation grew, so did the news of Mason Hargraves causing havoc at Enermig, becoming the talk on everyone's lips. The shame was evident, preventing the Hargraves family from attending the event.The Walter family, shocked by this revelation, discussed the matter. Emily, still dejected, couldn't contain her frustration. She stood up, declaring, "Mason, a complete disgrace, is the same person you wanted me to marry!"Her father ordered her to sit down, admonishing, "Don't disgrace the family," while her mother chimed in, "At least, Mason has money, unlike that useless Eric, who's a nobody."Amidst the family drama, Mr. Walter, the family patriarch, appeared utterly disappointed. Contemplating the news about Mason, he wondered if entrustin

  • The Mysterious Midnight Magnate   32: Successful Plan

    Eric spoke casually to Emily, his tone warm and reassuring as he addressed her."Emily, I just wanted to let you know that Enermig is eager to invest more in the Walter family. We're thrilled to collaborate with you on creating new projects."Emily nodded flippantly, her disbelief evident in her wide-eyed expression. She couldn't wrap her head around the fact that Mr. Radcliffe was speaking to her, let alone bearing a resemblance to Eric. However, she pushed aside her confusion and managed a grateful smile."Thank you, Mr. Radcliffe. We'll do our very best with the projects, starting with the $50 million investment from Enermig."Gasps rippled through the crowd at the mention of the substantial investment in the small Walter Group. Rumors about Enermig's interest in the Walter Group had circulated, but no one had taken them seriously until now.At the table, the Walter family sat in stunned silence until Mr. Walter, the head of the family, found his voice, "I'm Mr. Walter, the presid

  • The Mysterious Midnight Magnate   33: Dealing With The Hargraves

    One night later.At the docks, a secret deal was happening under the night's cover. Eric, hidden in the shadows, watched closely as the smugglers loaded guns onto a cargo ship. Suddenly, the quiet was shattered by approaching footsteps, causing panic among the smugglers."What's going on?!""We've been tricked!"The smugglers were bewildered.Armed police officers emerged from the darkness, swiftly surrounding the smugglers. Despite their attempts to resist, the smugglers were quickly subdued and captured by the police. Stepping forward, the police officer's authoritative presence demanded answers."Where are the guns going?"The smugglers stayed silent, but after enduring relentless questioning and torture from some police men, they finally gave in."It was Mr. Ben Hargraves! He's the one behind it all!"The authorities were shocked by the revelation, leading to Mr. Hargraves, Mason's father, was immediately arrested on that exact night.Watching from afar, Eric felt a surge of sati

  • The Mysterious Midnight Magnate   34: His Games (I)

    Eric received an unexpected invitation to a dinner date from Maria Bolton, the influential CEO of a prominent company in the city. He remembered her nice treatment during her auction event, where he had attended as Mr. Radcliffe. Grateful for her hospitality, Eric accepted the invitation, though he had ulterior motives.Arriving at the exclusive venue named "The Aristocrat's Haven," Eric chose not to don his Mr. Radcliffe persona. Instead, he dressed in tattered clothes, deliberately adopting the appearance of someone out of place in such grand surroundings.As he approached the entrance, the guards raised an eyebrow at his disheveled appearance."Hold on there, buddy. This place is for the elites. You seem to be in the wrong place," the first guard told Eric."Yeah, did you miss the sign?" And this was from the second guard.Eric cleared his throat, maintaining his composure. "I'm here to see Maria Bolton. She sent for me."The guards exchanged amused glances before bursting into la

  • The Mysterious Midnight Magnate   35: His Games (II)

    The manager led Eric and his men outside, where Maria Bolton followed closely, her curiosity piqued by Mr. Radcliffe's apparent disregard for her.As they approached, the two guards who had humiliated Eric earlier visibly trembled at the sight of their boss. Mr. Smith fixed them with a stern gaze, his voice cutting through the air like a whip."Did you two kick out a man dressed in torn clothes when he arrived earlier?" The manager asked in a stern tone.The guards stammered, attempting to explain their actions, their faces flushed with fear and embarrassment."Y-yes, sir. He came looking like a pauper, so we—"Before he could finish, the manager's hand came down hard on his shoulder, cutting him off."You fools! That was Mr. Radcliffe himself! You've brought shame upon Aristocrat Haven!" The manager yelled in exasperation.The guards' faces drained of color as the weight of their mistake sank in. The manager's words echoed in their ears as he delivered their punishment."You're both

Latest Chapter

  • The Mysterious Midnight Magnate   

    173: Purpose Fulfilled

    Eight months later…Eric’s phone was ringing and he was in the middle of an important meeting, discussing a new business venture with key stakeholders. His phone's vibration on the polished oak table drew everyone's attention. Glancing at the screen, he saw the hospital's number and felt his heart leap into his throat."Excuse me, I have to take this," Eric said, his voice tight with barely contained excitement. He hurried out of the conference room, his footsteps echoing down the hallway."Mr. Radcliffe, your wife is in labor. You need to come to the hospital immediately," the nurse's voice was calm but insistent.Eric didn't need to be told twice. He dashed to his car, barely registering the concerned looks from his colleagues as he sped out of the parking lot. His mind raced faster than the car, thoughts of Emily and their unborn child filling his every moment. The city blurred past him as he moved through the morning traffic, his hands gripping the steering wheel tightly.Arriving

  • The Mysterious Midnight Magnate   

    172: It's All Over

    Eric and Mason fought fiercely on the ground, their bodies a blur of desperate, primal motion. Each punch and shove reverberated through the room, their grunts and growls of exertion echoing off the walls. Mason was furious, fueled by a dark, vengeful rage, but Eric's was driven by something far more powerful: the need to protect Emily.As they struggled, Claudia stood nearby, her gun trained on Emily. Emily’s wide, terrified eyes darted between the two men fighting and the woman holding the gun. Every muscle in her body was taut with fear.“You think you can just take my life and ruin everything, Eric?” Mason spat, shoving Eric hard enough to knock him back a few feet. Eric stumbled but quickly regained his footing, charging back at Mason with renewed fury.“Let her go, Mason!” Eric shouted, his voice hoarse. He managed to land a solid punch on Mason’s jaw, causing him to stagger.Claudia’s hands trembled slightly as she kept her gun pointed at Emily. “Eric, just stop! This doesn’t

  • The Mysterious Midnight Magnate   

    171: Facing The Enemy

    Eric gripped the steering wheel, his knuckles white, as he followed Mason's cryptic directions through the darkening landscape. The sun had already set, and shadows loomed large on the sides of the road. His phone, on speaker, rested in the holder on the dashboard, Mason's sinister voice crackling through the static."Turn left at the next junction," Mason instructed. "Drive another mile, then take the dirt road on your right."Eric glanced in his rearview mirror. The police, in unmarked cars, maintained a safe distance, careful not to alert anyone to their presence. They were his silent backup, his safety net.As nightfall blanketed the surroundings, Eric's anxiety grew. He navigated the twists and turns, the dirt road growing rougher as he approached the abandoned house. His headlights cast eerie shadows on the dilapidated structure ahead.Eric parked the car and stepped out, his phone still pressed to his ear. Mason's voice guided him, directing him toward the entrance."Walk strai

  • The Mysterious Midnight Magnate   

    170: The Phone Call

    Eric sat in the police station, his mind a whirlwind of fear and frustration. Detectives and officers buzzed around him, discussing strategies and leads, but all Eric could think about was Emily. The clock was ticking, and each passing second felt like a century.Suddenly, his phone vibrated in his pocket, jolting him from his thoughts. The number on the screen was unknown. With a sinking feeling, he stepped outside the station to take the call, seeking a moment of privacy amidst the chaos."Hello?" Eric answered, his voice tense."Eric Radcliffe," a cold, mocking voice replied. "Or should I say, Mr. Radcliffe? It's been a while."Eric's grip tightened on the phone. "Mason," he spat. "What the hell do you want?"Mason's sinister laugh echoed through the line. "Straight to the point, as always. I have Emily. And if you ever want to see her and your precious baby alive again, you'll do exactly as I say."Eric's heart pounded in his chest, a mix of rage and terror coursing through him. "

  • The Mysterious Midnight Magnate   

    169: Hurting Emily

    Mason Hargraves navigated the winding, overgrown path leading to the abandoned house, his footsteps crunching on the gravel. He pushed open the creaking door and stepped inside, greeted by the musty smell of decay. Claudia was waiting for him in the living room, her arms crossed and a satisfied smirk playing on her lips."Mason," she greeted, her voice dripping with malice. "Everything's going according to plan.""Good," Mason replied, a cruel glint in his eyes. "Let's get this over with."Claudia led him to the basement door, her heels clicking on the wooden floor. She unlocked it and motioned for Mason to follow her down the narrow, dark stairs. At the bottom, a single flickering bulb cast eerie shadows on the concrete walls. Emily was huddled in a corner, her wrists bound, her face streaked with tears.Mason approached her slowly, his eyes narrowing as he took in her disheveled appearance. "Emily," he said softly, almost tenderly, though his words were laced with venom. "I never

  • The Mysterious Midnight Magnate   

    168: Fear

    Eric stood in his spacious office, the sunlight streaming in through the floor-to-ceiling windows showing a warm glow over the room. He was meticulously arranging documents for an upcoming meeting with his staff and overseas collaborators. The stakes were high, and the presentation needed to be flawless. Yet, despite the impending meeting, a soft smile played on Eric's lips as he thought about Emily, his fiancée.Slipping his phone from his pocket, he decided to call her. He wanted to hear her voice, a sweet reassurance amidst the chaos of his day. He dialed her number and waited, the smile still lingering.The phone rang, but there was no answer. He frowned slightly, dialing again. Still nothing. A hint of worry started to creep in. Emily usually answered his calls, especially since she knew how busy his schedule could get. Just then, his phone buzzed with an incoming call. It was one of the bodyguards assigned to Emily."Mr. Radcliffe," the guard's voice was tense. "We have a situ

  • The Mysterious Midnight Magnate   

    167: Lured And Kidnapped

    Emily sat in her room, staring at her phone in disbelief. She had just received a call from a friendly, excited voice claiming that she had won a lottery she didn't even remember entering. The caller had given her detailed instructions on where to go to claim her prize, and despite her initial skepticism, the excitement of the potential win clouded her judgment."Is this for real?" she murmured to herself, glancing around her room as if seeking confirmation from the empty walls. She replayed the conversation in her mind."Congratulations, Ms. Walters! You've won our grand prize lottery!" the voice had chirped. "All you need to do is come to 23 Maple Street to collect your winnings."Emily had hesitated. "I don't remember entering any lottery."The voice laughed lightly. "It's a special promotion, ma'am. Sometimes people get entered automatically through their regular purchases. We're so excited for you!""But... I didn't get any notification before this," Emily had said, still unsure.

  • The Mysterious Midnight Magnate   

    166: The Proposal

    Eric had planned every detail meticulously. He had arranged for a beautiful rooftop garden to be decorated with fairy lights, delicate flowers, and an elegant dining setup. The location was stunning, with a panoramic view of the city skyline. It was the perfect place for a surprise, and Eric wanted everything to be flawless."Emily," Eric said with a casual smile, "I've heard about this new diner in town. How about we check it out tonight?"Emily, always up for trying new things, agreed enthusiastically. "Sure, that sounds fun. I could use a night out."Eric drove them to the rooftop location, keeping his nerves in check as they pulled up to the beautifully lit entrance. As they stepped out of the car, the ambiance was magical. The twinkling lights and the soft music playing in the background created a romantic atmosphere."This place is beautiful, Eric," Emily remarked, looking around in awe. "I didn't know about this spot."Eric just smiled, taking her hand and leading her inside.

  • The Mysterious Midnight Magnate   

    165: Mason's Anger

    Mason Hargraves sat hunched over a workbench in the basement of an old, decrepit warehouse. The space was filled with the acrid smell of oil and dust, the faint sound of dripping water echoing in the background. A single, flickering light bulb hung overhead, casting eerie shadows across the concrete floor. The table before him was cluttered with an assortment of weapons and tools, each one meticulously arranged and gleaming under the sparse light.Mason picked up a long, serrated combat knife, his fingers running along the blade's edge with a chilling sense of purpose. His eyes, cold and calculating, reflected the light as he stared at the weapon. "Eric Radcliffe," he muttered under his breath, a twisted smile forming on his lips. "You think you’re untouchable, don’t you? Surviving death, coming back as if nothing happened. But tonight, your luck runs out."He placed the knife back on the table and reached for a handgun, checking the chamber with methodical precision. "Claudia, poor