Benson turned to look at Maribel again, with a calm expression. He sat in front of her again. “Then, let’s leave here because no one else can hear about this until Peter Pan says otherwise.” “Why is he hiding his identity?” Benson hesitated briefly. "Isn't that the same as saying why is Clara hiding her identity? I mean everyone knows how powerful she is and yet no one knows what she looks like," he regarded her expression for a moment. "Right?" Maribel released a sigh. "Well, everyone has their reasons. It's really not my concern. Am I going to see him?" "Do you? I could make an arrangement. It really won't be that hard seeing that you used to be close with Clinton." Maribel hesitated briefly and nodded. "I understand. When does he go to the club?" "I will communicate that with you tonight," he assured. "Is that fine?" Maribel held his gaze for a moment. "That's fine by me actually," she downed more of the vodka. "Tell me something. I'm curious." Benson raised a skeptical brow
"Leave now, boy. This is the last chance for you to rethink your decision or you will definitely die!" The man pointing the gun at Derek threatened. Elsie shivered beside Derek, almost going numb. She knew that Derek was going to make a decision that won't favour her. Well, she wouldn't blame him after all. There was no way he would sacrifice his life for her. And the thought alone scared her. She saw a flash of her life. She was going to die eventually and so was her mother. She felt regretful that she was going to be the cause of her mother's death and she was never going to forgive herself till she breathed her last. There was a sudden gunshot and Elsie closed her eyes and expected the worst. It was actually the man that went down as one of Derek's men shot him before he would pull the trigger at Derek. Derek took Elsie's hand and hurried away, behind the table close by. He pulled it down and made it a shield for them. Elsie opened her eyes when she felt a large hand engulf
Frederick felt a stab of annoyance at the word. “He said that?” He muttered in a deep angry voice. There was no response on the other side of the phone. A quick shuffle followed it. “Hello boss,” the first voice muttered. “He slept off, boss. It looks like the drugs that were given to him have taken effect again,” he explained. Sonny looked at Frederick with the same anger on his face. “Boss, Peter Pan has finally dared you directly. He was not supposed to take Beauty at all.” Frederick clenched his fist in anger as he thought about it. “Send a message to him. I want to see him in less than 24 hours. Let us have a face-to-face talk. He shouldn't get me annoyed because I will fight back like a lion!” Sonny bowed slightly and walked out of the room. Frederick reasoned it for a moment. Who could the new Peter Pan be? And there must be a reason why he's being so fearless. Could it be someone that he knew? Well, if he wasn’t someone strong, he wouldn't have killed Clinton. Though Clin
Benson pulled into the garage and looked at Derek. "Alright boss. I will do all that you want." Derek's gaze searched around. "Where are we?" "Outback Steakhouse. It's the best place for steak around here by. In fact, I got you a card already," he explained, dipped into his pocket for a platinum card, and stretched it out. "It's for Peter Pan and it's the highest card here. It overrides other cards of Outback Steakhouse." Derek took the card and examined it for a moment. Derek Miller was written in bold letters on it. "How?" "The CEO of the steakhouse is Peter Pan's ally. So, he gives out his card for free to any presiding Peter Pan. Though, the name was supposed to be Peter Pan but I figured you wouldn't want that since you are hiding your identity for now. So, I made him get it for you in your name. With this, you can use it when you are under cover or not," he explained. Derek smiled softly, pleased. "This is actually nice. I wanted to say I prefer to go to the bar but I think
The attendant quickly bowed her head briefly to the manager. "Sir, we need you to verify this platinum card," she moved closer to the manager and stretched out the card. Benson stared in surprise at the scene that was unfolding. He looked at Derek and he gave him the signal to stay reserved. The manager took the card and checked for the marks. He stretched it back to the attendant. "This is a real platinum card. The users should be given maximum enjoyment," he announced. Zayn and the lady were shocked. Zayn couldn't believe that someone like Derek could have something like that. Derek was very poor. It was just credible. The attendant moved to Derek. "I'm so sorry sir, can you follow me?" Benson moved closer to him and they both walked away with the attendant. Zayn's face turned red, especially at the fact that there were people that observed them. Some even took their videos. Zayn felt embarrassed and walked out with the lady he came in. He swore silently to deal with Derek a
"Could Derek be close with the CEO? Was that why he gave him the platinum card?" Ethan asked with shock. Amelia couldn't talk. She continued to watch the video of how Zayn was disgraced. "That's not the case!" Ann protested. "If that is the case. We can at least go to Outbreak Steakhouse with our in-law since he owns a card there," Ethan teased. "I said that it's not it!" Ann argued strongly. "Besides, I've divorced him," Amelia revealed. Everyone looked at Amelia. "You've divorced Derek?" Ethan was shocked. "And why the fuck would you do that? Grandfather permitted you to marry him. Besides, wasn't it all your idea in the first place?" Sam attacked Amelia. Sam knew that they would be at a loss now that Derek was gone. Derek being a useless son-in-law was the only advantage they had against Amelia. It was so palpably clear that Evelyn loves Amelia more than she loved Ethan. "Well, divorcing Derek is the best. She can finally marry someone of our standard." "I'm not marryin
“Did something happen?” “Welcome Mr. Derek,” Max greeted suddenly with a wide smile on his face. He bowed slightly and turned to the other workers. “You should all get back to work now if you don't want to lose your job. You do know that Mr. Derek doesn't like all this.” The workers dispersed immediately and Max moved closer to Derek. “What is happening all over here?” Derek inquired in a deep voice. Max grinned. “Well, the workers were just trying to recognize your presence as their manager. Besides, everyone knows who you are now.” Derek’s heart skipped a beat at this. He wondered what he meant. “What do you mean by that?” Thomas questioned in Derek’s stead. “Well, we saw the video that people made at Outbreak Steakhouse. It's all over the place and people are watching it.” Thomas looked at Derek, shocked. Even Derek couldn't talk for a moment. The only thing that went through his mind at that moment was the fact that Amelia could have seen it. Besides, Morris and others cou
The telephone rang suddenly and Derek picked it up. "Hello boss, we saw a sealed small box while cleaning the library. Should we dispose of it or would you like to check it out?" Derek thought about it for a moment. "I will send Thomas over to get it." "Alright, boss." The phone went off and Derek looked at Thomas. "There's a sealed box in the library. You need to get it for me." Thomas bowed slightly. "Alright boss," he muttered and walked out of the office. Derek took one of the files that Max had brought. He stared hard at the fact that the company was in debt. The company hasn't been earning well anyways. Why wouldn't it be in debt? He knew he had a lot to do before TriggerHub would get right on track but he still needed to question Max about the debt he saw. So, he took his phone and placed a call to Max. Max didn't pick it up immediately, "Hello Mr. Derek." "Come to my office immediately," he ordered and hung up. Max walked inside a few minutes later. “Hello, boss. You