Marcus, who was greatly stunned by who it was that had just kicked him, held his jaw. "You son of a bitch!" Marcus growled as the person darted off. "Stop there!"Duncan watches in awe as the person runs fast to a bike at the rear of the parking space, jumps onto it, and starts the bike. "Stop that person!" Marcus yelled to no one in particular and was about to stand up and go after the person but Duncan held out a leg, causing him to stumble on it and crash back on the ground.Barbette laughed and hearing the engine of the bike roar to life, Duncan averted his gaze to the biker as he sped down the alley, driving rough and energetically which indicated to Duncan that whoever it was was confident and skilled behind the handlebars.Before the security men could stop the biker after hearing Marcus yell, the biker had disappeared down the estate road, it was clear that the person was not one to waste time."Come on, Marcus, you can go catch the biker now," Duncan said, sarcastically, ma
Karla's eyebrows creased as she stared into his eyes, trying to figure out what he meant but she couldn't. Seeing how confused she had appeared to be, Duncan chuckled. "It's you, right?" "Huh?" "The biker woman." Karla's eyes widened. She gulped before shaking her head vehemently and went on to deny it. "I wasn't the one. I…" Duncan pulled her into a hug before she could finish talking. She was astonished. "Thank you," he whispered to her. Her evolving tension declined and she smiled, restraining herself from wrapping her arm around him. Duncan inhaled as he broke the hug and straightened up. For the first time, she saw a smile on his face. He was unknowingly holding her hand until the door was pushed open, Abigail walked in, causing him to let go. "Um, I'm sorry for just walking in like that," Abigail apologized. Karla's jaw stiffened and she tilted her head and cast a bombastic side-eye at her. "The door was open and…" "It's okay." Duncan waved. Abigail smiled. "I heard y
As they dropped their glass after making the toast, Zinnia caught Duncan staring and barked. "Get lost, witless. Go and do the dishes!" Duncan nodded and they roared In laughter as he continued walking. Duncan got halfway down the hallway and stopped. He took out his phone and called Babbette. "Hello, sir?" "Babbette, I want to know something." "Alright, what is it, sir?" "Is Vast Group Company associated with Walton Group of Companies?" "Yes, Sir. The company is one of our under-companies." "Do you know Peterson Rogers?" "Yes, I do. He's for now the COO of VGC, but he'll be promoted by tomorrow to be the CEO." "He shouldn't get promoted." "Excuse me, sir?" "I need you to fire him." Babbette was shocked by Duncan's pronouncement. "Sir, is there…" Duncan heard footsteps approaching and he interrupted. "Let's talk later." He hung up. "Duncan," a familiar voice called him in a light tone and he turned to meet Lisa. "Hey, brother-in-law, I hope you don't feel bad because
It was Karla and Duncan's heart skipped a beat after he laid eyes on her. The transformation in her appearance was astonishing. Despite the impeccable makeup and luxurious attire that exuded wealth, he could still recognize her unmistakable features. "Karla?" The shock on his face mirrored the surprise he saw reflected in her widened eyes and the slight gulp she took in response to hearing her name.Confusion washed over Duncan as he tried to make sense of the stark contrast before him.This time, Karla wasn't looking a bit like the eyesore woman who had annoyed him in the past few days. She now radiated an aura of affluence and sophistication that seemed completely at odds with his previous encounters with her.Duncan's gaze shifted from her momentarily, turning to his mother, a small smile playing on her lips. He couldn't find the words to speak, his mind grappling with the unexpected turn of events.Just as his bewilderment reached its peak, a man walked into the room, catching Jo
Duncan decided to go and buy dinner for his mother after spending some time with her. When she awoke, he took permission from the doctor tending to her and he gave her the go-ahead to eat what he had bought. When they were done having dinner, Susan asked. "Son, are you okay?" "Yes, I am." "Great. But, the food." "What about the food?" "It looked like you got it from a five-star restaurant. It tasted so nice." "Really?" Susan nodded. He had actually ordered the food from one of the best restaurants in the city. "Believe me when I say that…I have never had such a meal for a long time. It was only once and that was when Zinnia's grandfather was alive. He had invited me to have dinner with them. Ma'am Luna didn't even let me have the meal in peace. She kept ogling at me." Susan let out a short laugh. "Where did you get the money to buy such food?" "Mother, I got it from my restaurant. The manager was impressed by my work these past few weeks." "That's great. Is anything going wr
Abigail was a bit surprised by Duncan's request and she tried not to show it in words but he understood her expression. "I know what you're thinking, but I'm sorry I don't care. I want to start punishing my enemies and bringing them down as I rise to the top." "What did he do?" "He hurt my mother." "Your mother?" "My adopted mother." "Oh. Okay, I'll do whatever you want. But, I need the company's account details." "Yes, I know. I'll send it to you later tonight." "Alright." "Thank you, Abigail." "Have dinner with me, please." "I'm sorry, I have to decline. I need to return quickly." "It's okay." "Maybe some other time." "Alright." When Duncan got to the Lennart Mansion, he walked into them having dinner. "Look who is here," Marcus said, forcing everyone to avert their attention to Duncan as he walked to the dining room. "Where the hell have you been since this morning?!" Ma'am Luna welcomed him with a bawl. "Good evening, grandmother…" "There's nothing great about th
When it displayed on his screen that his balance was zero, Marcus became speechless like one that had been struck by lightning. He couldn't believe his eyes. As everyone stared at him, taken aback by his exclamation, they wondered what was wrong with him, giving each other a surprised glance. When Ma'am Luna grew impatient, she asked. "Marcus, what's wrong?" "I…it's…g…gone," Marcus stammered, pointing at the screen, his eyes widened like one who had seen a ghost that had taken his ability to speak away. "What do you mean by it's gone?" Laila asked, not wanting to anticipate the worst. "It's the money. Everything in the account just v…vanished." "What do you mean?" Ma'am Luna asked, sounding angry. "This." Marcus turned the laptop screen to her and pointed at the zeros showing as the account balance. Ma'am Luna gasped. "What's this?" "I don't know, grandmother. I don't know if the money was revised but I've never seen a thing like this before." "You're talking nonsense!" Ma'a
Babette decided to confirm what Duncan was asking about, so she asked."Sir, are you talking about firing Peterson Rogers?""Exactly. Do that now. No questions.""Alright, sir. I'm on it."Duncan ended the call, washed his hands, and left the toilet. When he came to the hallway, he saw Peterson closing the door of Zinnia's office touching his wet lips.When he lifted his gaze and saw Duncan with the trash can, he walked up to him with a mocking expression."And, who do we have here? The great cleaner of the building. Hey worthless, how are you doing?""I'm not worthless. That should be your first name, Peterson," Duncan shot back, fixing at him a cold, intense, and menacing stare that startled Peterson a bit."I see you returned home the other day but you've not yet known your place, you lowlife.""I'm not a lowlife, Peterson. You should mind what you say.""What the audacity you've got. But, it's okay, I understand. You're a hopeless man. Any useless man who can't bring happiness to