Derek tapped his foot impatiently, checking his watch again and again. The air in the car carried a certain amount of tension, anticipation, and wariness. "Are you sure you got the right details?" Derek asked Benson who was beside him in the backseat. "It's normal for Hamilton to arrive late sometimes, Boss." Thomas was the one that replied, from behind the wheels. Derek looked outside without another word, his eyes sweeping past his men positioned in the darkness some few meters away. Benson had followed his instructions to the letter, placing at least 15 men in several places outside the Wildies Club. They had an extra 10 men waiting in a G-wagon behind them in the parking lot.All that was left was for the target to show up. Derek gritted his teeth. The worst that would happen if Hamilton didn't show up is they go confront him in his house! He doesn't have time for all this. At that moment, a flashing red Lamborghini drove in, stopping at the entrance of the club. Derek s
"You wanna know who I am?" Derek smirked. "Fine, I'll tell you. I am someone you shouldn't dare to offend!""What?" Hamilton was dazed. "What gave this freak the audacity to barge in here?" the naked woman screamed, scrambling for the bed covers at the same time. "Hamilton. Is this how much you rate us, that you invite all your friends to watch the sex?" Their faces turned red in mortification. Hamilton, who had been dumbstruck after what Derek said, finally snapped back to reality."Both of you should get lost!" He hollered, snatching the duvet from them and getting up. The women quickly dressed up and left faces red and hair unkempt. His eyes roved over Derek and his companions. He tried hard to search his memory, but all indications said he hadn't come across them before. "Who are you?" He frowned. "I've told you already," Derek replied. His answer only angered Hamilton. "You're being too confident for your good. I have never met you before and I don't even recognize you, th
Thomas pulled the car up in the garage, hurrying down to help Benson with pulling Hamilton out of the car. The man was totally unconscious and would require at least 2 hours before he woke up. "Take him to the basement, and inform me when he wakes up!" Derek ordered. After certifying that they obeyed his instructions, Derek left for his bedroom to have some rest.Operation 1 was accomplished. He had managed to make one of Morris' supporters back out of the partnership! Derek relaxed back in his seat with a sigh. While they were leaving the club earlier, he couldn't be too sure no one saw them. By now, Hamilton's men would be on the search, and they would have started going through the camera footage and all.Derek could only hope his men did a very clean work.This wasn't the time for anyone to come to know his real identity. .The next morning, Derek was jolted awake by a knock on the door.Benson peeked in. "Aren't you going to work today, Boss? It's past 8 already.""Really?"
"If you dare to touch her, I'm going to strangle you to death with my own two hands!" Derek swore bitterly. Morris chuckled. "Considering the fact that we've been enemies for a long time, I ought to have the same plans for you, Derek. But I always choose a more mature way of dealing with situations.""How long have you held her hostage? What have you done to her?" Derek gritted, his trembling fingers unable to grasp the phone much longer. "Come to think of it, I didn't expect you to be so lax concerning your girlfriend, you were easily fooled into believing she had gone on a vacation!" Morris laughed. "You bastard, was it all part of your grand plans to deceive me? Sophia has been with you ever since she went missing!"Derek's brain almost exploded with the gravity of the information he was getting right now. If he were to count it, Sophia would have been with this traitor for a week! Derek clenched his fists so hard it bled. He really wanted to kill Morris right now.He had been
"So what's the plan?" Dominic asked after a long moment of silence from Derek's end. "What do you intend to do about Sophia? We have to come up with a fool-proof plan within a very short period.""That's the thing, Dominic. Sophia can't stay with that man for no more than 3 extra days else I'll have to break in and save her!" Derek slammed his fists on the table. "You're kidding, right?" Dominic could only chuckle. "I hope you understand the implications of what you just said. That's literally committing suicide!"Derek didn't say anything, he just looked away in thoughts for a while before speaking again. "I've told you of this Hamilton man, do you think he can help get Cynthia's whereabouts within 3 days?""I have no idea about that. Even though we have been searching for a while, we're still unable to get her location. What makes you think he will get it within such a short time?"Derek shook his head. "He has the advantage of being Morris' partner, which we don't. I have a feelin
Derek picked up a magazine to distract himself from thoughts of Sophia getting hurt at Morris' place. What if he'd done something to her? Suddenly, his alarm clock started ringing. Benson had set a reminder for the MalFa Men Trillionaire Club meeting after receiving the invite 2 weeks ago. Derek hit his head in frustration, he had totally forgotten about it. Just then, someone knocked and opened the door. "Boss, you ready?" Benson was clad in a bespoke suit, looking all wealthy and affluent. "You mean for the meeting?" Derek sighed and got up. "Shit, Benson. The alarm just rang, reminding me! I'd totally forgotten." "I figured you would wake up late, that's why I got prepared earlier to help you." Benson checked his watch. "The meeting begins at 2, so we have roughly an hour and 30 mins left, considering how far the Belgium Hotel is.""Alright." Derek gulped down the rest of the coffee and hurried into the bathroom. When he stepped out, Benson had already laid out a grey Arma
"It's all yours now, Mr Spencer." Derek was starting to get uncomfortable with the heaps of praise the man was showering on him. His gut told him that it was all fake. "Alright. Thank you very much for the gift." Edward returned to his seat at the head of the table. "Once again, I welcome everyone back to the Trillionaire Club meetings. We hope to actualize a lot of plans and ideals just like the last time." Edward beamed with excitement."And as we all know, my tenure as the President is fast approaching its end. Campaigns and activities to secure the seat for a new President begin in earnest."Murmurs went up the crowd at the sound of that. Edward beckoned his secretary to share a piece of documents with everyone. "As we discussed at the last meeting, we have written up a proposal to book this hall for our meetings." Derek stared at the amount proposed to be offered to Belgium Hotels for 10 years of rent. He was impressed. This was truly a meeting for Trillionaires! "We all k
"Home, what a nice place to return to!" Derk sighed intermittently, flopping down on the couch in his study. "That Club meeting was energy and time-draining. I could barely stand all the noise!"Thomas and Benson glanced at each other without saying a word. Derek noticed and had to ask. "Guys, is anything wrong? Why have you been looking like you want to say something?""No offense, Boss." Thomas cleared his throat. "But we wanted to know why you refused to take up the opportunity to become the Trillionaire Club's President.""Yeah. It was such an amazing avenue to improve your leadership skills and gain more connections in the billionaire world.""Is that how you both chose to see this situation?" Derek chuckled, not getting a bit annoyed. He knew they only wanted his progress. "First of all, did you notice that the President, Edward isn't a straightforward person? He already knew his son would contest for his post, why was he pushing me to contest as well?""Is anything wrong with