"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
Thomas drove to a stop in front of the Wildies: Lord Hamilton's personal club. The last time they were here was when they came to abduct him. 3 days had passed since then. They stepped into the club like normal gentlemen, getting a table at the rear end and ordering some drinks. "How're we supposed to find her in this hell-hole?" Benson asked Derek above the loud music and noise. "We don't even know if she is a regular bartender, a waitress or a stripper?""You don't need to worry, my charms would do the trick." Thomas assured them, gesturing to a waitress to come over. "Good day, beautiful. How's work going tonight?""Fine, thank you.""I can see you're all tired and dizzy but you still manage to keep up with the job." Thomas said softly. "Your hair is very pretty by the way. It matches your eye color.""I have no choice if I want the bills to get paid." the waitress blushed hard. "Thanks for the compliments. What would you and your friends like to have?""We'll have three glasse
Hamilton was still awake when Derek and his men returned to the basement that night. His face looked haggard, his throat sore from screaming profanities all night. Despite his tiredness, Hamilton's eyes still shone with anger. "Derek, I swear if you hurt my woman. I will-""Thoughts of us hurting Cindy kept to awake till now?" Derek sat opposite him, his face serious and determined. "I can see how much she means to you, and I give you my word that not a finger has been laid on her.""But I cannot assure you that things would remain that way, depending on the answer you give me now." Derek retrieved the iPad from Benson, showing him all the photos. "There she is, unconscious and helpless. Locked up somewhere only I can access. I'm giving you one last chance to make a decision, Hamilton.""You're a bastard I swear!" Hamilton gritted his teeth. "I'll kill all your family if any harm comes to this woman!""Yeah. I've heard that countless times already." Derek hissed. "Straight to the po
"I'm glad you know that you might not return alive." Hamilton gave Derek a sinister smirk. "No one confronts Morris and goes scot-free. That man can sniff a conspiracy from afar, his mind has been trained to know and predict things. If you don't lose your head, you will surely lose an arm!""Don't be too quick to jubilate, old man. That's up to fate to decide." Derek replied calmly. "You should start praying I return alive, else your end will not be too far. By then, not even Morris would be able to save you!""You're making a mistake there. Now that I've been missing for a few days, I'm sure he would have looked into the matter." Hamilton chuckled. "That cunning snake would have sniffed and guessed that it was all your plan. I'd be giving you a piece of advice to be careful!""Keep your concern to yourself. I'm fine without it." Derek said and left the room with his men. "Keep him locked in there until I return from my trip in 2 days!" He ordered the men guarding the entrance. "On n