"What is taking him so long to head home? " Kennedy, Peter's uncle, asked no one but himself while pacing about near the window.
Victor had told him that he had good news to share with him, but his son hadn't been picking up his call after that time.
This got him wondering if Victor had stepped out to celebrate or do something fun.
"Still, he'll return here to me, " Kennedy decided, getting set to head into his room. That's when he noticed the flash of a light coming right towards the mansion.
He immediately recognized it as Victor's car. "It's about time, " He said, walking away from the window to go and welcome his son.
Just as he was getting towards the entrance, Kennedy was stunned to see his son's face all bruised with a black eye.
"Victor?! What happened to you son?!" Kennedy asked, rushing up to his son.
A maid had come over and exclaimed on seeing Victor's face.
"My goodness! What happened to you, sir?"
"Shut up and go get the first aid box," Mr Kennedy yelled at the maid, who immediately ran inside to get the first aid box.
Kennedy attempted to help his son, but Victor showed his anger over what had happened by refusing his father's help, matching into the living room.
"What happened Victor? Who is the monster that did this to you?" Kennedy demanded, getting fired up.
Victor, who was struggling to rest his head back on the couch, answered his father, " It was that damned cousin that calls himself Peter."
"Peter? He did this to you? " Kennedy is stunned.
He asks why and Victor reveals to his father what he had done.
"Wait, the accident from the news, that was your doing?" He asked, looking at his son.
Victor said nothing but just shut his eyes to relax his pounding head.
The maid comes in with the first aid kit, requesting to help Victor out. But Mr Kennedy takes it instead, telling her to leave.
Once she left, Mr Kennedy sat beside his son, asking, "So, Peter found out about your plan?"
"He knew about it from the start. That ass hole turned out to be smarter than I thought," He said, feeling his swollen cheek.
"I thought I had him once and for all, but he turned out to be smart. He didn't hesitate to descend on me, beating me like some kind of punching bag. I could tell he was venting both present and past anger on me, " He scoffed.
Kennedy takes out a wool to clean the blood from his son's cheek.
His blood boiling with rage, as he remembered the day his late brother told him that he finally found out that his son was alive.
"If only we had known before him, we would have ended that bastard before he got a clue of his identity," Kennedy said, showing his detest for Peter.
Kennedy and his son have always craved for late Coleman's wealth. It has been their target and gateway to riches for a very long time now.
Seeing his brother had no wife or heir to take over from him in the future, Kennedy began presenting his son before his brother, so Coleman would have no choice but to take Victor as his next heir.
Everything was going according to his plan, but the day Coleman invited him over to his mansion and revealed that he had a son, Kennedy's world came crumbling down.
"I have a son, brother. My hair is alive, " Coleman had shared then, showing his happiness.
A troubled Kennedy took it upon himself to help his brother in getting his son for him.
"You know he's no longer a baby but a mature man. If you tell him that he's your son like that, he might refuse. Let me find him and talk to him myself," Kennedy volunteered.
He shares this with Victor and they go over to find Peter where he worked at the restaurant. But whenever they came, Peter was absent.
That only made things troubling for them.
Not until Victor came face to face with Peter at the hospital, realize he was the one Kayla kept on visiting.
The greedy and jealous cousin would have strangled Peter to death, but he didn't want to be caught, since a nurse had seen him coming over.
He only gave a threat and went to tell his father about it. But when they came back to finish Peter once and for all, he was gone.
That didn't stop them from searching. They kept on looking for Peter, but they got nothing.
Kennedy assumed Victor's threat had scared Peter away. But they're stunned to find him with Coleman, destroying their chance of having the late billionaire's wealth in their name to use to their advantage.
Peter's presence had ruined their chances of being the face of Coleman's empire and business. Now everyone sees Peter as the boss and they are his servants.
"For years we've been nurturing that old fool and making plans for the future once he's dead, only for his son to appear out of nowhere. Now the bastard is showing his dominance and trying to act smart!" Kennedy groaned, squeezing Victor's shoulder unknowingly.
He only realizes when Victor hissed at the pain, getting his attention. "Easy Dad! I know you're mad, but don't vent it on me."
"Sorry son. I'm just mad with how the table has turned. I thought the stars were in our favor. This shouldn't be happening to us, " He said, moving away from his son to gaze at his late brother's photo on the wall.
He gazed at Coleman's picture, saying, " You didn't do well, brother. After all the sacrifices I made, serving you for years, you went ahead to bring in that stumbling block you call a son, just to hinder me and my boy from taking your wealth?"
Victor lifted his gaze at his father, also looking at the picture.
He remembered the day he was working at the company while being entertained by a lady.
Coleman had passed by and saw him.
The eyes he gave, showed Victor how the old man felt towards him.
"He had no intention of leaving his wealth for us. It's like he saw right through us. That old bastard. I hope he rots in hell."
A satisfied Peter heads back home to rest, after all the troubles for that day.He's visited by a worried Kayla, who heard the news about his accident and came looking for him."Why didn't you pick up my calls? I've been trying so hard to reach you, " She cried, showing her fear and worry for Peter."I saw the news about your accident and came running down to the hospital to find you. It was your driver I saw being admitted, but I heard you were fine and...""Kayla, " Peter called, pulling her into his arm for comfort.The young lady was terrified to the core, that she didn't know how to control her emotions anymore. "I was scared. I thought you were hurt, " She cried, wrapping her arms around Peter.Peter could understand how Kayla was feeling, and it touched him deeply. The last thing he wants to see is the woman he loves crying.Feeling guilty for not reaching out to her after what happened, Peter wiped Kayla's tears and slowly locked his lips with hers, calming her troubling hear
Victor couldn’t wait to tell his father about the vital information he had just gathered about Peter’s past life. The informant had told him that the family was now destitute and would do anything for money and revenge on Peter for coming back with so much hatred for them.He sat in his car, sipping his chilled can of Coke.“Serves them right for being insensitive when he had nothing but damn the bastard that is my seat, my rightful position." He growled to himself as he silently waited for the next call to buzz in.Just like he anticipated, his phone came humming in no time. A wicked smirk formed around his mouth region, his eyes anticipating the latest news from his accomplice.“Any additional information?” Victor asked coldly.Yes, boss. Uhm! Peter successfully bought the mansion from them some months ago." When he heard this part of the information again, his eyes darkened, and he didn’t hesitate to bark into the phone. “Don’t be a silly spider; I already know about the purchased
After about an hour of driving, the car pulled up in front of a deserted building.“Get down, you old fool." One of the men screamed the command at Bill Steels. He was childishly open, shivering like a wet cat. He managed to push himself out of the car with his eyes still tied.“Please don’t kill me." Mr. Bill begged, his body shaking vehemently. He was led into the abandoned building by the men; he wasn’t sure how many rooms he passed, but he knew they made about three separate turns before they got to the dark room.“Take off the blinds," a voice commanded, and the man quickly did as instructed. Mr. Bill’s eyes were blurry by the time the blind was taken off. He could see human figures but couldn’t make out their faces.“Sit”. The one whom he suspected to be their boss commanded him again. The man had a voice akin to that of someone he knew, but he wasn’t sure until he could see clearly. His eyes soon adjusted to the darkness, and soon the man’s face came out. His eyes widened whe
“Now she is the deal. I want you and your family to help me bring him down. I can’t do this on my own; I need you and your entire family involved in it. I need my inheritance back as fast as possible, and the idiot stole my girlfriend too. He began to sob, then suddenly became serious again.“I want him out of my way; I want him dead; I want him crushed. I just want him out of my way for good."He said it angrily. Bill nodded his approval of the plan.“You can convince your daughter to track him into our trap, can you?”.'Yes, I can do that." Bill agreed without even thinking; all he wants is to be rich again and free from this stupid bondage of being a help to a boy old enough to be his son.“Fine then, I will let you go, but if you fail me, I will have your flesh ripped and fed to the birds".On hearing these dangerous threats, Bill goes on his knees and begins to beg.“Please spare my life; spare my family. I will make sure they all agree to the plan. I need my life back. I am tired
It’s been a couple of days since the incident. Peter was sitting in his office, exhausted from working the whole day. He took a deep breath and scanned the office. His eyes caught the picture of his dad hanging beautifully on the wall. He smiled and walked over to the portrait. He traced his finger on the old man’s face. Hi, my smile broadened. He shut his eyes and wished his father had stayed longer. He is happy his father was able to find him before he passed away.Just within a few months, his life had taken a new turn, leading to an unpredicted breakthrough. He has lived as a destitute man all his life with his mother, even though he has been told how she stole him away when his real mother passed away.Life has not been easy for him growing up, and so he is determined to grow so wealthy that his children and grandchildren will inherit his riches without fighting over any property like his Uncle Kennedy and his son Victor.The loud buzz from his phone made him turn in that direct
Angry and fuming, he left the restaurant.“How can that be good for nothing? Ask the management to take me, Victor Coleman, out of a restaurant that we raised from scratch. This has to be the strangest thing I have seen all day,” he thought in his heart as he drove back home.On his way home, a little traffic caused him to slow down a bit. He blared his horn at the vehicle directly in front of him. “The fuck out of my way, old lady," he yelled, and even though she could not hear him, he kept cursing and screaming to herself.He finally got his chance to speed away, and immediately he turned left. He heard the sirens humming after him. He peered through the rare mirror and sighed.“Damn bastards!” he mouthed before pulling over with his hands still on the steering and his legs still on the breaks.“Take your legs off the breaks," the instruction came from the vehicle behind him.“What the fuck is he saying?" he asked himself.“Get your legs off the brakes," the instruction came, and th
This was also the very first time Victor would be humiliated publicly. By the time he got home, he was sent to vent his anger on any domestic staff that showed up in his way. His chest swelled with anger over the humiliation he had just received a moment ago. He screeched into the front of his father’s mansion and pulled just a few minutes away from the building with his suit in his hand.A notification soon pops up on his phone. He squints his eyes and peers into the screen to read it.“I am not ready for all of right now,” he signed and locked his phone screen. He punched the doorbell, and in no time, the maid came running. From where he was standing, he could hear the light thuds on the floor as she approached. When she pulled the door, she came face-to-face with two dangerously looking pairs of eyes. She has always known Victor to be rude, and she has no choice but to greet him still because he is her boss.“You are welcome, sir." Margret greeted. Victor didn’t even bother to gi
In front of the Greene Group building, Kayla worked.Kayla had earned her reputation as a renowned businesswoman at Greene Group, the largest Jewish mall in the city. The family was known for its vastness in the Jewish business coupled with a decade of excellence. Their products were top-notch, and no other company in the city matched their energy when it came to delivering quality products.Not only was she charming, but she was extremely capable of handling the branch as the branch head. She had worked for this family for ten years with dedicated service and loyalty that she could pass on to her family.As she pulled into the parking lot, she spotted a familiar car at the end of the parking lot. She decided to pay no attention to it. She wasn’t going to let anything of minor importance disturb her peace this morning. She took out the brush and laid her hair flat, and when she was sure it was neat enough, she grabbed her bag and made her way out of the car. Just as she got out, she