"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
Derek thought for a while before replying. "That's why we have to position at least 5 of our men around, with their target on anyone holding Cynthia. The moment they notice the person is about to pull the trigger, our men attack them, then I'll see what I can do.""Other than that, I'll try my very best to keep Morris distracted, while you guys infiltrate the mansion." Derek pointed at certain points on the map. "There are entrances into the mansion in these areas. Since Morris will be distracted, all of you will secretly come in, killing any guard that gets in your way or tries to raise an alarm.""Smart!" Jack nodded in approval. "Let's start with Cynthia's abduction. We want to carry out the operation at the same time I'm meeting Morris. What do you guys think?" Derek sat back down, leaving the floor open. "First, who are the people going there?" Alex asked. "I'll lead the men going," Dominic spoke up. "I'm confident this part will be successful. We just need a little more info
"After you guys attack. I'll try to protect Sophia while leading Morris on. A few of you would join me in attacking him then." Derek continued. "His men would be distracted by the sudden attack, I'll use that chance to get Sophia to safety.""What if struggle ensues between you and the person holding her hostage?" Benson asked an obvious question. "That will be in your hands, Benson. Immediately after leading your men in, locate Sophia first from a place of hiding. You should be able to kill the man holding her hostage with our special submachine gun." Derek rubbed his chin in thought. If the plan proceeded that way, this meant he was willing to place Sophia's safety in Benson's hands. Derek tried to push every thought of her getting hurt away. There was no other way they could approach it. He would be so busy with getting Morris down that he might not be able to look out properly for her. "I think that should be all?" Derek sat up. "Don't forget what I said, let it rain bullets
The D-day arrived like any other day, with the sun shining brilliantly in the sky. Derek got up early enough to exercise and have coffee. He sat locked in his study all morning, getting into the right frame of mind. By noon, Thomas came to announce he was leaving for Dominic's. "Stay safe, Boss. We're celebrating together at that party!" Thomas said and left. Derek nodded, then turned to Benson. "Go in and start briefing the men, we have less than 3 hours left. No one is allowed to come in or leave the mansion without my permission from this moment on!""Yes, Boss." Benson bowed.Just as he left, Jack arrived, saluting Derek with respect. "It's good to see you, Boss. The day is finally here, let's give it all we've got!""Of course, we will." Derek had always loved Jack's fierce but principled approach to situations. "Benson is already inside addressing the men, please join in, making sure to reiterate the most important details.""Roger that!" Jack saluted again and left. Derek