The following morning, the members of the Johnson family were in a frenzied rush to gather at their ancestral home. The patriarch of the family, Grandpa Johnson, had urgently summoned them for a meeting.
The tone and manner in which the message was conveyed made it evident that this was a matter of great significance.Last night, after Emily had made a proposal for the divorce with Alexander, the atmosphere in the house became tensed and silent, there were no further discussions about it until this morning when Emily informed everyone of the meeting at the ancestral home stating it was also mandatory for Alexander to attend.Of course, the happiest in the house after hearing Emily's proposal of divorce was her mother, Esther. The only comment she made after that was, "Oh! Good riddance,"In the past, Alexander wasn't usually allowed to the meetings of the members of the Johnson family. The Johnson's saw him as an eyesore and did not view him as a part of their family, hence why they referred to it as a "family meeting.""It's grandpa's order," Emily said with a cold expression.Alexander took a deep breath and spoke in a low voice, "Did you really mean what you said last night?"Emily responded mercilessly, confirming with a "Yes.""I have a very special opportunity. Very soon, we will have a chance to improve our lives and change our status. I'll take care of you and your family, ensuring you live the best life possible. Even your extended family members will hold you in high esteem," Alexander explained optimistically.However, Emily's hand met his cheek with a swift slap, and her voice was icy as she interrupted him. "Wake up, Alex. Are you still a child, daydreaming about a future that may never come? I suppose I've been foolish all this time, thinking you would improve with time. I really regret marrying you."Alexander's heart was wrenched and his emotions were stirred by the words spoken by her, causing his heartstrings to tighten.In a dazed state, he remained standing as Emily, her mother, and sister proceeded to the meeting without him. Since they had invited him on their own for the first time and his presence was required at the meeting, he made the decision to postpone his other tasks and prioritize attending the meeting.He stepped outside a few minutes later, hopped onto his scooter, and headed towards the Johnson family's ancestral home.The Johnson family's ancestral home was an impressive structure that accommodated multiple members of the family. However, in comparison to the extravagant residences of the elite families in Fairview, it fell short in terms of luxury.Nevertheless, it still reflected the family's social standing, which was considered to be at the lower end of the third-rate hierarchy.Emily had the privilege of residing in the ancestral home with her family, which provided them with comfortable living conditions. Unfortunately, after she married Alexander, the family was forced to leave the property, which became a point of contention for her mother, Esther. The mere thought of this eviction served as a trigger for her anger towards Alexander, and it caused a rift between them that was difficult to bridge.As Alexander entered the meeting hall of his ancestral home, he was met with a hostile atmosphere. Every set of eyes in the room seemed to be fixated on him with expressions of anger, disdain, and hatred, this excluded Joyce.Tommy Johnson, a cousin of Emily's, was one of the first to voice his displeasure. He sneered at Alexander and berated him for his tardiness. "You're really something, Alexander. Making Grandpa and all of us wait like this. Do you think you're some sort of big shot?"Tommy's arrogance and entitlement were well-known in the family. Despite his lack of contributions to the family business or any other worthwhile pursuits, he had been raised to believe that he was destined to become the next head of the family. He spent most of his time indulging in his own pleasures, flaunting his wealth and status, and pursuing fleeting romances with various women.Alexander couldn't help but feel a twinge of annoyance at Tommy's words. After all, he had always tried to be a dutiful member of the family, working hard to make a name for himself unlike Tommy who was handed wealth on a silver platter."Enough!!"The discussion in the meeting hall was suddenly stopped by a loud and deep voice that reverberated throughout the room. All heads turned in unison to the source of the sound, which was none other than Grandpa Johnson. Seeing Alexander had arrived, he decided to make his presence known.Grandpa Johnson took a seat on the most prominent chair in the hall, and his eyes scanned the room, taking in the faces of everyone present. When his gaze finally rested on Alexander, he paused for a moment before shaking his head in disappointment."Alexander," he said with a deep sigh. "You have proven to be a great disappointment. This family has no place for failures."Everyone held their breath, waiting to see what Grandpa Johnson would do next."If, however, you are willing to redeem yourself," Grandpa Johnson continued, his voice firm and unwavering. "I can give you an opportunity to prove your worth."The room fell silent, and everyone leaned in, eager to hear what Grandpa Johnson had in mind. They knew that his words carried weight, and no one dared to challenge his authority. Even those who wished for Alexander's downfall knew better than to voice their thoughts.Alexander had a feeling that the opportunity Grandpa Johnson was going to present him with wouldn't be favorable, but he decided listen to what he had to say. "What is it, Grandpa?" he inquired.Before Grandpa Johnson could utter another word, he was interrupted by a loud voice from outside the meeting hall."Ethan of the Blackwell family is here to propose to Emily Johnson,"Hearing that name and the sound of the voice, Alexander's expression turned dark and dismal. It wasn't the first time he had crossed paths with Ethan. The initial encounter had taken place at the hotel, and now, Ethan was proposing to his wife, despite not being officially divorced yet. This was a huge insult to Alexander, and he couldn't help but feel angry and resentful towards Ethan. In stark contrast to Alexander's reaction, Grandpa Johnson, who was sitting in the most prominent seat in the Johnson's meeting hall, got up to welcome Ethan with open arms. He didn't care about Ethan's status, even though he was just the young master of the Blackwell family. In fact, Ethan had a higher status than Grandpa Johnson, who was only the head of a third rate family. The other members of the Johnson family also rushed out to greet Ethan, including Esther, Emily's mother, who was overly enthusiastic about his visit. Esther saw Ethan's proposal as a chance to secure a life of luxury for her da
As Alexander rode his scooter, he couldn't shake off the feeling of emptiness that had been lingering within him. Wanting to distract himself from his thoughts, he decided to head to a nearby bank to check his balance and withdraw some cash as he needed to purchase a new phone that would allow him to access his email and check the responsibilities of the heir of the Greece family. Before leaving his house to the meeting earlier, he had messaged someone at work, informing them that he wouldn't be able to come in today. He was planning to go to work either later that day or the next day to tender his resignation. Entering the bank, Alexander was greeted with a sight that he wasn't particularly fond of - a long queue of regular people waiting to be served at one counter, and an empty VIP counter. Not wanting to waste any time waiting ,he walked towards the VIP center. As he approached the counter, he was met with a cold reception from the blonde haired lady sitting there. She had
John was well aware of the importance of customer relations. He understood that the behavior of a GUB cardholder who frequented their branch could either elevate or ruin the reputation of the bank. In particular, if a GUB cardholder such as Alexander were to withdraw a large sum of money from the bank, it could lead to operational difficulties, this could put him in serious trouble. If Alexander really had the need for a billion dollars, it was better to do it electronically through transfers. That wouldn't harm the bank but benefit it instead. The manager had no other option but to set aside his pride. He quickly knelt down while performing the Chinese custom of kowtowing, where one bows their head to the ground in a show of deep respect. This gesture was so intense that the manager's forehead began to bleed, attracting the attention of passersby at the bank. These onlookers, who had initially mocked Alexander were now surprised by the manager's extreme show of contrition. The
The response from the other end of the line drove Alexander in shock. Jameson, the butler of the family had told him Arthur White was his personal assistant and infact the White's Group which belonged to him was part of Alexander's assets. Alexander wondered, "Why did he respond that way or is he unaware he was made my personal assistant?" As Alexander was lost in thought, the owner of the delivery company interrupted his reverie with a mocking laugh. Mimicking Alexander's earlier words, the owner exclaimed, "Hello, Mr. White, Alexander Greece here. I assume you know me. I have something for you to do." The owner then went on to sneer at Alexander, questioning his supposed connection to Mr. White and ridiculing his current employment in a small company. "Ah, if you really had connections to Mr. White, would you be working in my small company?" he asked rhetorically. "I thought you even had a support and not here fooling yourself. Do you think just anyone can know Mr. White or even
"Please don't leave, Mr. Greece," pleaded Mr. Ducan, the delivery company owner, as he hurriedly made his way towards Alexander, panting and out of breath. "I never knew Mountain Tai was right in front of me. Please forgive me." Alexander frowned upon seeing Mr. Ducan and asked, "What do you want?" "I'm willing to atone for my mistakes towards you. Please, Mr. Greece, I shouldn't have done that," Mr. Ducan kept bowing as he spoke. Allen, who was present, watched with his mouth wide open. He had not expected Mr. Ducan to come back groveling and begging for forgiveness from Alexander. Meanwhile, Alexander maintained his composure and simply smiled, seemingly unfazed by the situation. "Mr. Ducan, you just fired me with no salary and kicked me out of your company. Why are you calling me back now?" he asked with a straight face. Mr. Ducan pleaded, "It was my mistake. I was a fool to have done that. I shouldn't have let others lead me by the nose. Please Mr. Greece, don't leave me like
Alexander placed a call to Arthur and said, "Arthur, I need you to send some lawyers and necessary paperwork to help me acquire 'Swift Way'." As he awaited the arrival of the legal team, Alexander sat in his office and began going through the emails that had been sent to him. He couldn't believe that he had managed to acquire the very company he had previously worked for. He smiled to himself, thinking, "This is my first acquisition, but I know there will be many more to come." As an heir to Greece, Alexander had a responsibility to dominate several cities, including his current base of Fairview. Going through some of the members of the Greece family's assets, he noticed that they had more assets than he did. Feeling a sense of obligation as the direct heir, Alexander sighed and said, "This journey won't be easy." A few minutes later, the legal team arrived, and the acquisition was completed successfully. As Alexander stepped outside of the company, his friend and colleague Allen
Alexander was guided by the lady into the building. Jane as she was called was a popular beauty back then in the university. She was only overshadowed by Emily who was more beautiful than her. As he walked with her, he remembered how she had pursued him back in their university days. He, however, was only interested in Emily. What made him more surprised was seeing her working in the White's Group and she seem to have a good position considering her grades were not very high. Curious about her role in the company, he asked, "What do you do here?" Jane replied with a laugh, "It's just a small position, I'm in charge of the marketing department. I'm a manager there." Jane said as she turned to give him a side glance. Alexander was impressed, "That's great! Being a manager of the marketing department definitely gives you a high standing in the company." She then asked, "So what brings you here? I'm sure you as the most intelligent person in our class back then must be a very mighty m
"What?" "How?" These were some of the words that left the mouth of those present. The famous, wealthy and influential Arthur White who was seen as a God by some of his workers was bowing and addressing a poorly dressed man who had just been accused as a thief as young master. "Sir, are you mistaken?" Jane who was still holding the side of her face spoke tentatively as she moved backward slowly. She didn't offend him so why had she been slapped. Arthur glared at her with anger, "How dare you question me? Who the hell are you?" Then he turned towards Alexander, "Sir, I'm sorry. I didn't know you were coming. I could have come out to welcome you personally. I'm sorry my foolish subordinates offended you," he said. Alexander waved his hand, "It's none of your business. They have their own wills and as such will pay the price or get the reward for every of their actions." Jane felt a trace of fear hearing their conversations. She couldn't believe her ears. The man whom she had just des
The onslaught of attacks was directed at Alexander, but rather peculiarly, it appeared as though they merely struck an invisible barrier before vanishing into thin air. This unexpected turn of events washed over Isabelle with a profound sense of relief, momentarily alleviating her apprehensions. However, her newfound comfort was abruptly replaced by a more profound sense of concern as she observed Alexander, who remained motionless, with his eyes firmly shut in an unsettling manner."Young Master!" Isabelle cried out once more, her voice trembling with anxiety, but there was still no sign of response from him.Notifying Lord Pluto and the rest of the group, she swiftly attempted to rush to Alexander's aid. However, an insurmountable obstacle barred her path, a formidable and turbulent force akin to an unyielding gale, effectively halting her advance.In a synchronized effort, both Captain Tiger and Captain Skeleton also endeavored to reach Alexander's side, but they, too, found the
Alexander wore a confident smile as he responded, "In the event of a clash between our forces, the outcome would undoubtedly be in our favor. While it's true that both of our factions possess great strength, the critical distinction lies in my approach. I don't merely seek personal power; I am dedicated to empowering my people. Behind me stand formidable martial artists and skilled weapon users, all contributing to our collective might."Captain Tiger guffawed heartily in response, "Our troops, in essence, serve as expendable pawns and sacrificial lambs – or, to put it bluntly, they're our meatshields. As leaders, it's our duty for our people to be willing to lay down their lives for us. The caveat is that we rely on their sacrifices to keep our operations afloat. Yet, as long as Captain Skeleton and I maintain our personal strength, it's sufficient to strike fear into our adversaries. This, in turn, ensures that our men don't meet their end quite so easily."With a sarcastic clap, Al
Alexander observed as Lord Pluto and his companions rose from the ground. Approaching them, he inquired, "Do you find yourselves persuaded?"Lord Pluto responded with a nod, lowering his head in acknowledgment. "Completely convinced," he affirmed.Terry and Townsend also signaled their agreement with affirmative nods. Isabelle, on the other hand, didn't need to express her belief; she had unwaveringly trusted Alexander from the beginning.Having settled the matter, Alexander addressed Isabelle with determination, saying, "There's no time for extensive preparations. Gather our people; we must march to battle immediately. Today, we shall seize control of Rhode Island."Isabelle responded with a nod, her smile reflecting her readiness, and she swiftly dispatched Terry and Townsend to carry out the orders.Alexander then turned to Lord Pluto, acknowledging the urgency, and said, "I'm certain your people are already preparing. Instead of coming here, they should head straight to where the
Upon disembarking from the vehicle alongside Lord Pluto, Alexander was met with a chorus of salutes from the newly formed merger of the Xander Mercenaries, their respect palpable in the air.With a gracious smile adorning his face, Alexander returned the salute to his loyal comrades. Meanwhile, a quartet of individuals, comprising Isabelle, Damien, Terry, and Townsend, made their way toward the charismatic duo of Alexander and Lord Pluto.Isabelle, ever conscious of the company present, initially exhibited a degree of restraint in her demeanor, but Alexander, driven by the warmth of their reunion, paid no heed to the onlookers and proceeded to embrace Isabelle, reaffirming their strong bond.He gently murmured into her ear, "You've put in a tremendous amount of effort," his words soft and reassuring. After sharing a heartfelt embrace that lasted for approximately two minutes, he released her from their warm hug. Isabelle found herself inundated with a whirlwind of emotions, yet she
"What one?" Alexander inquired, his brow furrowing in confusion as he struggled to grasp the gravity of Lord Pluto's words.In response, Lord Pluto's voice carried a somber tone as he recounted a past conversation, "During our initial encounter, Isabelle shared her audacious ambition with me – to conquer Rhode Island and emerge as the dominant power. I warned her that the existing peak forces in the region were formidable, and it seemed an insurmountable task, but she remained resolute."With a weary sigh, Lord Pluto continued to divulge, "I've taken precautionary measures since then; I've summoned my loyal followers and fortified my territory to shield it from external influences. It's not that I plan to betray them, but I'm not willing to jeopardize my life either so it's better i remain on the sidelines. Isabelle once mentioned that if her young master were present, dealing with these forces would be a breeze. Seeing you, you appear quite ordinary, which makes me wonder if she exag
Alexander found himself escorted by a group of heavily armed men who guided him through the encampment, ultimately leading him to their authoritative figure. The commanding presence he met was none other than Lord Pluto, the formidable leader of the Plutonian Force whom Isabelle was familiar with it.The Plutonian Force, the mercenary force that had recently isolated themselves and had strategically fortified their encampment, shutting themselves off from external affairs. Yet, the part of the coast where Alexander had made his unexpected arrival fell within their territory.Curiously, this region had been left less guarded, as the Plutonians didn't anticipate any visitors attempting to access their territory by sea, considering the treacherous waters teeming with wildlife posed a significant deterrent.So it was truly a surprise to see Alexander come from there.It was a genuine shock to witness Alexander emerge from that particular location."Kneel!" In a tense moment, one of the a
Alexander approached Freya with a graceful stride, lowering his head in a polite bow as he spoke, "I extend my heartfelt gratitude."He then turned his attention to Uncle Three and performed a similar courteous gesture, expressing his appreciation, "Thank you for your assistance."Uncle Three, a jovial twinkle in his eye, replied with a chuckle, "Oh, I didn't really contribute much. Had it not been for this powerful lady here, my second brother might have persisted."Alexander's lips curled into a warm smile, his appreciation unwavering, "Nevertheless, your decision to come here alone carries great significance."Uncle Three acknowledged the gravity of the situation with a nod, "I understand that you have important matters to discuss with her. I'll take my leave now, leaving you to your conversation."Alexander gave a subtle nod, his eyes locked on Uncle Three as his figure slowly faded from view. Before Alexander could utter a word, Freya's voice resonated with a mix of understandin
Uncle Three experienced a profound sense of shame due to Freya's words. Despite his unwavering faith in Alexander, he couldn't deny that Alexander's opponent possessed superior skills and abilities. Nevertheless, he made a deliberate choice to maintain his silence, mirroring Freya's stance. Uncle Three harbored an unspoken commitment that if ever Alexander found himself in mortal peril, he would instantly and unhesitatingly rush to his aid, ready to face any danger to protect his young master.Alexander and Silas remained entangled in their fierce battle. In this latest skirmish, the formidable force of their clash propelled Alexander, once more, to be forcefully hurled to the unforgiving ground. However, instead of immediately pursuing his fallen opponent, Silas chose to bide his time and observe, patiently allowing Alexander to rise on his own accord. Silas anticipated the moment of vulnerability that would arise when his adversary got back on his feet, ready to seize any opportu
Deep within the recesses of Uncle Two's mind, an intense desire burned within him, one he could scarcely admit even to himself. It was a wish, a sinister yearning, to violently dismantle Freya's world and force her to witness his merciless confrontation with Alexander. This desire was so powerful that it coursed through his every thought, yet he refrained from acting on it.Two primary reasons compelled Uncle Two to exercise caution. Firstly, he was unable to ascertain the true extent of Freya's abilities or her connections, leaving him in the dark regarding the potential consequences of his actions. Secondly, an overwhelming, ominous pressure seemed to emanate from Freya herself, a formidable force that served as a stark deterrent.Despite the fervent desire to bring Alexander to an end, Uncle Two cherished his own life, a natural instinct that whispered warnings of the grave dangers lurking should he tread recklessly on this treacherous path. In this delicate balance between desi