“Young master, I am so sorry for your losses. But forgive me for saying this but in a way I am grateful you had these experiences.” Thomas said softly. “What do you mean you’re grateful I had these experiences Thomas? Last night was one of the worst nights in my life, how could you say that?” Alexander asked furiously. “Allow me to explain myself young master.” Thomas said, attempting to calm Alexander’s rage. “I am grateful, Alexander, because now you have firsthand experience on what people who do not have money or power go through on a daily basis.” Thomas said with a sigh of relief “What does money or power have anything to do with this?” Alexander asked in frustration. “Do not play dumb young master.” Thomas fixed Alexander with a stern gaze. “Money and power is everything and you had them yet you almost let it slip.” “Think about it Alexander, if you had money what would a meagre Three hundred thousand dollars be for you? You could have saved your friend's life with m
“This way, young master Knight.” Thomas bowed his head gesturing his arm forward, like a butler will do to their master. Alexander nodded and started to walk past the opulent hallways with Thomas following closely, as he walked through the hallways; he couldn’t help but reminisce about his childhood. He used to play in these hallways, with his mother or his nanny chasing him around. He smiled at the memory but he cleared him mind as he had an important confrontation with his father. He passed a few paintings on the wall without looking at any of them but one painting caught his gaze. He stopped briefly to stare at the painting. The image depicted an extremely beautiful woman with long blonde hair, blue eyes and a pretty smile. She looked strikingly similar to Alexander. “Mother.” Alexander murmured under his breath as he was filled with a deep sense of loss. He stared at the painting for about 3 minutes before averting his gaze and continuing the walk down the hallway. T
Oh? Then tell me what this condition is.” Nicholas relaxed on his chair as he asked curiously. Alexander then narrated the event of Ethan’s murder and Eli’s kidnap. “I need to find Eli. I want you to use your connections and help me find her. Once you find her and the kidnappers, leave those bastards to me. I want to kill them with my own hands.” Alexander said and a fresh wave of fury washed through him and he remembered the night of the kidnap. “Spoken like a true Knight my son. You’re shaping up to be a fine heir after all” Nicholas laughed, delighted as the condition Alexander brought would be solved in an instant. “I am nothing like you Nicholas, make no mistake about that. Now will you help me or not.” Alexander spat out viciously. “Sign this contract first, Alexander. I can’t have you running away from your obligations to the Knight Empire again.” Nicholas said casually as he tossed a document towards Alexander. Alexander caught the document and held out his hand,
Alexander woke up after a long nap. He stretched on his new king-sized bed as the events of the morning came flooding to his mind. His father had instructed Thomas to arrange a room for him and Alexander was left at the sheer magnificence of the room. The walls were adorned with paintings of different varieties giving the room a splash of artistic vibe, the room was illuminated by a huge chandelier that sparkled like diamonds. Against the wall was a massive king sized bed with a mattress as soft as the clouds, the closet was as huge as his bedroom in his former apartment, the bathroom was a thing of beauty as it had a giant bathtub, exquisite shelves with different types of expensive beauty products and a full length wall mirror. What attracted Alexander the most was the floor to ceiling windows that stretched across the wall, offering a clear view of the Knight Villa and the surrounding estate. Alexander rose from the bed and made his way to the window looking out into the hori
After an hour Alexander was starting to get impatient and just when he was about to voice out his displeasure, Thomas entered the room and walked straight to where Alexander was and slid a card across the table to where Alexander sat. Alexander curiously took the card and began to examine the card. It was royal blue with intricate gold patterns adorning the body of the card, he saw a letter K at the center carved in a stylish font and also colored golden. “Alexander; that is the debit card made exclusively for the head of the Knight Empire. I had exclusive ownership of that card but since you’re now my second I had instructed Thomas to make a duplicate of the card. There’s over a 100 billion dollars in the account linked to both cards for our use. You can use it in any of the companies listed under the Knight’s Empire. That should be enough to get you some actual fucking decent clothes, seriously have you seen what you look like in those rags?” Nicholas said casually. “100
The world around Alexander dissolved into a blur of land and sky as Alexander tore through the asphalt driving in maniacal speeds but still maintaining enough control to not cause an accident, his hands gripping the steering wheel as pure exhilaration coursed through him as he drove. This is amazing. Alexander laughed his heart out as he continued to drive at dizzying speeds, the raw power of the car, the blurring landscape, the sheer velocity all culminated to provide a terrifying and intoxicating experience. “Young master, can you please drive more slowly for God sake. You’re going to get us killed.” Thomas screamed at Alexander in a terrifying voice. Hmmph, killjoy. I’ll do this when I’m alone then. Alexander thought as he reluctantly reduced his velocity to a more bearable speed for the old butler. “Are you ok Thomas? This speed’s good yeah?” Alexander asked in a teasing tone. “You’re unbelievable Alexander.” Thomas gasped as he patted his chest trying to calm his beat
Alexander entered the mall and he was enthralled by the grandeur of the interior of the mall, he looked around in awe as he continued to walk around before finally coming to a stop at the entrance of a luxury store, Christian Dior. Alexander entered the store and he was again marveled at the interior of the store, it really lived up to its name as a world renowned clothing brand. There were all kinds of clothing available from the casuals to the formal to the more expensive ones. Alexander continued observing when he was approached by a sales boy. “Hello sir, what can I do for you today?” The sales boy asked with a subservient tone. He was hoping Alexander would purchase a lot of items as it would add to his commission after each sale.“Hello, I would like to purchase some clothes.” Alexander responded “Okay sir, what would be your preference on the type of clothes you’d want to purchase?” The sales boy asked. Alexander thought for a while and looked around before coming to
Everyone waited with drawn breathes to see the light on the turn green signaling that Alexander indeed had the money to pay for the outfits. Alas, that was not the case as the light of the machine turned red as the word “DECLINED” was emblazoned across the screen. The fat lady and the security guards burst into laughter when they saw that the light on the machine turned red. How could this be? Alexander thought in desperation as his face flushed a shade that rivaled the Dior silk scarf he bought a while ago. “Sir I’m sorry but your card has been declined.” Jeremy, the sales boy said, his voice was filled with disappointment as he had originally thought he was going to get a high commission from the clothes Alexander bought. Alas, it was too good to be true as Alexander was just a con after all. Alexander was sweating nervously and he suddenly glanced back to find Thomas but he was shocked to discover that Thomas was nowhere in sight. He searched around the crowd but he couldn