Elliot let out a gasp and gaped disbelievingly at Amber, “You heard her right? Get the hell out of here” Adam retorted, daring Elliott with his eyes, “How dare you, who'd you think you are” Elliot felt insulted, and belittled by Adam's words thrown at him, Smiling, Adam winked at him and then responded to Elliott's questioning, “The guy who almost kicked your ass” he taunted. Elliot threw daggers with his eyes at Adam, he couldn't stand the guy and his sick and unusual manner, the more Adam kept his gaze on him, the more Elliott fumed within, although he still had his misgivings about Adam, he sneered at Adam while he was still on the floor, “You think it's funny? You think you can just talk to me as you like, I'm more than you could ever be, you smell poverty daily while I live in riches! You better not make me angry or else I might make you lose a few teeth” Elliot lashed back and Adam fumed where he was, to Adam, Elliot was an insignificant ant, but he wanted to show Elliott
Brandon had been returning from the kitchen with a scowl etched deeply on his face, one of the reasons why Brandon had been irritated and angry while in the room, was the fact that he hadn't failed to notice the way his sister Amber had looked at the pauper Adam, she looked at him as though he was her unsung hero, and the look bothered Brandon, He couldn't imagine his beautiful and powerful sister in his arms or being with someone as poor and basic looking as the man he had sarcastically and condescendingly nicknamed Workd best, as far as he was concerned, the rundown doctor who was just lucky in his field, and probably spent all of his time in the gym. The man wasn't up to par with him or any member of his family, and so when he had caught Amber’s eyes on Adam, it had bothered and irritated him to no end. As far as he was concerned, Adam was no good for his family neither was he any good for his sister, and so when Adam mistakenly crashed into him, causing Brandon to spill some of
Bam! Was the sound that filled the air, and the next thing ringing in Brandon’s ears, alongside the pain that was stinging his eyes, leaving the cup in his hand to clank on the floor, Brandon raised his hands to his nose, as he held his bleeding nose while gaping wide-eyed at Adam who had delivered the bone-crushing punch to his nose, his eyes stung from a combination of pain, humiliation and unshed tears, although his eyes watered. “Ahhh, you're gonna kill you fool!” Amidst the pain coursing through his system, Brandon had heard the approaching footsteps of Mason and Amber, as they both rushed in to see what had caused the clattering sound, hearing their footsteps he had purposely played up and yelled out in pain, Mason stopped in his steps as he saw blood trickling down from his son’s hand down to his elbow, he raised his head and sent a questioning glance at Adam and Brandon, “What's going on here?!” He quickly rushed to his son, bringing out a handkerchief from his pocket to
Adam angrily left Rowland's mansion, ignoring Amber’s call while she called out to him to stop, with furrowed brows he left their house and headed to his, Amber had suggested one of their drivers to drop him off at his destination, but he had purposely ignored her and the offer; he needed time to clear his head and plan for the incoming duel, One thing was sure, Vance the dragon wasn't going to let the duel go, nor fight right, those sorts of people only fight dirty, he was prepared for anything and was waiting for the time and address, As he walked on the road, a thunderstorm lighted the sky, and began to roar, before long, the sky opened and began to drizzle out rain, Adam rolled his eyes and sneered before increasing his pace to take shelter, His phone began to vibrate in his pocket, and he brought it out to answer the call, “Hello? Young Master?” Adam couldn't help but roll his eyes at Raul’s antics, “Yes Raul, it's me. What's the problem?” He could hear Raul heave a deep br
Adam tilted his head to one side and gazed at the man, his eyes lit up as he smiled casually and told the man, “I'll give you one last chance to tell me who sent you, and maybe I'll be moved to save your life, who knows?” to emphasize his point, he shrugged his shoulders and spread out his arms, The man gave a long hiss, and curled his lips to the side, “Like I said before, there won't be any need for that.” Just as he rushed at Adam, while his men still laid on the floor writhing in varying degrees of pain, there was a sudden commotion as a convoy of vehicles drove down and parked right beside them. Men who were obviously high-class security personnel came out of the vehicle and opened the door to one of the cars, surrounding it with their weapons, from all indications, they were protecting a dignitary and the attacker could only stare with a slack mouth. A man who looked to be in his sixties came down from the car while the security bowed low to their waist at him, his hair unde
Sage Robinson straightened himself up, before bowing his head a little, with his chin touching his chest, he had a genuine smile on his face that made his eyes twinkle as he lowered his head, answering in a low tone voice, he finally made the introduction, “I'm sorry Master, my name is Sage Robison, and I'm the leader of the Lufasa Group, we are an affiliate of Cyrine” He lifted his head up to speak to Adam, who still had a crease between his brows while he spoke, seeing the look of confusion on his face, Sage Robinson smiled a little, he had been told that this would happen, “The Old man sent me, he's the founder of the Cyrine Group” Adam’s head snapped a little to the back, with widened eyes and a mouth that fell open, he raised his brow at Sage, “Old Man Thompson?” With the smile still lighting up his face, Sage gave a curt nod, his entire face beaming at Adam. Adam wasn't fazed by the smile, sure Old Man Thompson was his mentor and the man who had taught him all he knew to
In the dining room of Williams' home, Louisa sat with her mother Cecil, and brother Logan, surrounded by the false sense of luxury that defined their lives, The air was thick with a blend of amusement and scorn, a common scene whenever the family gathered, as they could not help but find one person or the other to constantly mock,The beautiful pregnant Louisa, sat in the midst of her mother and brother, listening to them bitch on their usual target, her ex-husband; Adam, and joined in, occasionally chipping in laughter where she ought to. Despite the pang of guilt she felt. She had moved on from her past, but the mention of Adam, her ex-husband, always stirred mixed emotions within her, she still couldn't believe he had landed a hot catch like the woman she had seen him with, thinking about it had her mind in turmoil and her cheeks became flushed,Cecilia who never failed to demean Adam, and drag his name through the mud, leaned her hands on the table and smirked at her son,"Willi
Cecil let out a shrill shriek, her grip on Louisa tightening, as she shivered to her toes,"Please, have mercy! We have nothing of value to you," she pleaded, her voice quivering with terror, while her knees quavered,The men's amusement only grew, their eyes gleaming with sadistic pleasure, one of them moved forward and seized Louisa's arm, his grip like a vice that she couldn't break free from. She struggled fiercely, squeezing her eyes shut, she was almost hyperventilating as panic and desperation enveloped her,Despite her nerves, she willed herself to be brave as she spoke up in a stoic and loud voice,"Release us immediately, or you'll face the full wrath of the law! Do you know who my husband is?! He’ll make you all regret this that you have done today" Louisa shouted, her voice a mixture of defiance and desperation.She hoped to stall for time, to find a way to escape this nightmarish situation, mentally willing for Williams to show up, or better still Adam whom she had seen f