"Mum! You won't believe anything good I say concerning Bryan?" Claire asked, disheartened. Freda waved her off, "You should consider yourself lucky that you weren't harassed by the ruthless mafia, then that useless husband of yours wouldn't have been able to save you," she snapped. Claire sighed, realizing that it was pointless to try convincing her mother of what had happened at Scar's residence when it was becoming all clear that she would never see a thing good about Bryan. "Hurry up, you should change into something nice and get ready to meet Louis and his friends, they are the ones who made Mark Ogiv come to your rescue and you owe them appreciation," she ordered quickly and nudged her into her room. "Mother, she doesn't have to go anywhere," Bryan said as he walked down to them on the front porch. Freda turned to him with a deep frown on her face, "I don't remember inviting you here, Bryan, not after putting my only daughter in danger!" She snapped. "Claire is my wife and I
At the sight of general Benjamin bowing to him, the guards were confused and they all stepped back. The lady whispered, "Are they both mad?" "How dare you ask if the general is mad? You have crossed the line this time!" One of the guards snapped and slapped her across the cheek. Benjamin rose and turned to the men at the gate, "Quickly, open the gate and let the master through, I will deal with your incompetence later!" He ordered. The men, afraid of his wrath all hurried to open the gate and apologized as Bryan drove in. "I want them all fired, they don't deserve to be employed. They would simply take the words of a lowly lady rather than investigate for themselves, pathetic!" He snapped. Benjamin hurriedly said he will do as he has just instructed and make sure the securities no longer worked for the estate. His home was a lovely one and a butler received him from the entrance and they both stepped in. "Welcome to my humble home," he said and led Bryan inside. Quickly, he order
Freda sat in the backseat of the Benz that drove down slowly into the urban district. Claire was right beside her and she didn't look pleased at all. "Mum, why must I go and do my hair? I just got this done for the banquet and it cost a small fortune," she complained with a small pout. "You're always too concerned about money, Claire and that's because your husband has left us freaking impoverished!" She snapped and leaned on the window, rolling her eyes. Claire was mute on that, she could tell that the very mention of Bryan alone always put her mother in a bad mood. There was nothing he could do to ever prove himself to her mother. "You have to look good and show up for your date with Arnold," Freda announced just as they arrived at the spa. "Date?" Claire asked, her eyes bulging. She knew there was no way in hell her mother was talking about a date with her husband, then who could it be? "Yes, that's what I said, a date," her mother replied stiffly and opened the door, stepping
Mae and Juliet couldn't believe their ears or eyes as they saw what was happening right before them. "Bryan? The retard?" Mae asked in shock.Juliet looked through the bags again just to make sure that they weren't fake. But after perusing it for a few minutes, she couldn't deny that they were all authentic designer brands. The men ordered them to leave at once else they would have to refund for the exclusive booking. Since the spa had been paid a very heavy sum, they couldn't afford to lose it so they quickly sent Mae and Juliet off, apologizing as they did. Freda was surprised as they were finally left alone. "If you need anything, just let us know, your husband has paid fully for all our services," the attendant said with a smile as she walked away, "We're sorry for any inconveniences that the other customers might have caused you, ma'am." "What did I just witness?" Freda asked and turned to Claire with a confused face. "I don't know mother, I'm as shocked as you are," she repli
The guard looked at Bryan thoroughly, he didn't recognize him as any important man in the city. He'd never been to any of the functions that lord Derek often organized and so he didn't believe that Bryan had anything to offer the lord. "You're not welcome here, this place isn't for nobodies," the guard replied sternly. Bryan flipped open the suitcase at once and pulled out the document that contained a very important railway contract that the lord had been dying to get a hold of. "Your master runs a construction company and he's been vying for this contract from the governor for a very long time, I can help him get it," Bryan replied. The guard took the contract from him and looked at it with a frown on his face. He didn't know that the lord was looking for anything concerning a railway construction and so he believed that Bryan was just trying to boast. Angrily, he tore apart the documents and flung it in his face. "Get out of here before we throw you out, dude!" He snapped. Brya
The head of the Gudling family stood, staring at Bryan oddly. He was yet to look at the paper on husband's but he could already tell that it would be much like signing a deal with the freaking devil. Flipping through the papers, he looked at the button space where his signature was to be filled in. He saw the name of the Gudling family at the bottom and right beside that was the Oscar family emblem. "What?!" He snapped at once and the papers fell off his hands, handing on the floor in sheets. "All they want is a partnership, it doesn't matter how long, we can make the contract on your terms," Bryan tried to explain. Derek's eyes were wide as saucers as he glared at Bryan. "Did Maxwell and his useless cohorts put you up to this?!" He asked angrily. "Maxwell doesn't know that I'm here," Bryan replied and Derek shook his head vehemently. "Oh, I highly doubt that. Let me guess, he's sent all the members of the family and I now know their pathetic faces so he's decided to send someone
Mia rushed to the door but Bryan had already slammed it shut and he didn't open no matter how much she knocked. "Come on, Bryan, please, my mum is the one that invited him over, it had nothing to do with me. Please open the door," she begged. "Your food will get cold, go back and entertain your guest," he replied coldly. Mia sighed and went back to the dining room. Freda was still smiling at their guest as she served him a new bottle of wine from their latest stock. "Can I speak with you, mum?" Claire asked as nicely as she could. Freda looked at her oddly and then excused herself from the table. "I'll be back, Arnold, please help yourself to the wine," she said with a wide smile and went off with Claire.In the hallway, Claire turned to her mother with a deep frown on her face. "Mum, I told you this was a bad idea, I told you Bryan would be back any moment and he shouldn't see that," she said.Freda rolled her eyes, "I don't know if you've lost your memory Claire, but this is my hou
Bryan sat on the beach, he was looking out at the sun through his sunglasses. And no, he wasn't on some high priced vacation that he badly wanted and deserved, no, he was there to meet someone."Hello," he said as he kicked up the phone immediately it rang. It was a call from Benjamin and he had information for him. "Master, there has been a new Intel, hw might not be in the hotel," he said. Bryan had a smile on his face because he'd already found that out at least a good hour before his general did. There was a reason he was the leader of the army for the five years that he'd been with them. He was the smartest, the most intuitive and he could give up his life for his team and the mission if it ever called for that. But with his wisdom and power, Bryan was able to win every battle almost effortlessly and take victory. "What did you find?" He asked, merely humoring Benjamin when he already knew where the target was. "We think he might be on his way to the beach or he's gotten there