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"Knew you'd be here, dad." Azure King arrived at the golf course in Red's Angels. Lord Owens was playing golf with Sir. George Mallory and one of his executives while talking about how business is going. They were all dressed in casual attire and face caps.Seeing Azure King, he stretched his brow in surprise. "Oh. You're here."Azure King nodded. "Yes. There's something important you need to know."Lord Owens nodded and hollered at the female golf caddy who immediately ran toward him with the luggage caddie and took his golf stick with a bow of respect and fear."Excuse me." Lord Owens said to the executives and he walked further away to talk to Azure King.They soon stopped and he said, "Go on. What did the bastard say?""He said he's a mercenary. He was hired by his assistant boss to kill Dylan." Azure King divulged.Lord Owens's brows knitted together in confusion. "Assistant boss? Who's this assistant boss?""Marcus Lopez." Azure King answered. "He works at…""Davis Steel Industr
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Hermione has been trying to call Martha's cellphone but no reply. It was obvious Martha was screening her calls since the last time they talked, they were left on a bad note.She sighed as she wondered if she should just go to Avant-garde to visit or if she should head straight to Sunset bar where she discovered Dylan was working.She took her bag and stood up from her chair, deciding to meet up with Dylan where he works. She looked at her secretary who was standing in front of her. "I need to head out.""Yes, ma'am." The secretary nodded.Meanwhile, at Sunset bar, Dylan was in deep thought about the information he got from Princess Mane. He looked at her as she sat on the stool in front of the counter. "So, this Kevin is just a mercenary and we have no idea who really wants me dead. That's seriously unflattering.""We'll figure it out. Definitely." Princess Mane assured him. "This is what we do. It's our job. We'll find this Marco Lopez and find out who wants you dead."Dylan looked
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"This is disturbing, Marco. The guy whom you sent to do the job, how come he's unreachable? Don't you see what this means?"Marco gritted his teeth with his hands placed on the round table inside the restaurant they were in. He's been worried too. He has tried to call Kevin numerous times but to no avail and Kevin is not the type to bail.There was something wrong somewhere and he hated how uneasy and anxious he was feeling."Hopefully, he's not caught. Although it doesn't seem to be the case. Just tell me what you need me to do this time and I'll make sure I dread it carefully, Mr. Lance." Marco assured.Mr. Lance sighed and leaned against the chair he was sitting on in deep thought. "There has to be a reason why your mercenary didn't succeed. It couldn't be out of dumb sheer luck, so he wants him trailed. He wants to know everything Dylan is up to."Marco nodded. "That is definitely no…"Marco's phone began to ring. He looked at it and saw it was his daughter. He glanced at Mr. Lanc
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Marco fell to his knees, trembling violently with his head faced downward. He summoned the courage to ask what had been bothering him. "Lord Owens, please, I… I'm curious to know the sin I've committed…"SLAP!!His face swayed to the right as Lord Owens landed a slap on him, then he said in a deep angry voice. "Get the hell up."Marco gulped and stood up obediently.One of the guards in the room took a chair and placed it in the middle. Marco could tell that the chair was for him and it was confirmed since the guard gestured to him to sit on top of it.Marco hesitantly walked toward the chair and sat down. The most scary thing is the fact that he had no idea what Lord Owens had in store for him.Lord Owens with his hands shoved in his trouser, he walked and stood in front of him. "You said you wanna know why you're here. Why I should give a damn about the likes of you…" Then he scoffed with a malicious smirk. "Well, I'll tell you. That's because you committed a huge sin that I'll neve
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Dylan arrived at a restaurant that was known to be a good meeting spot. He walked into it and he saw Sean sitting on one of the tables waiting for him. He walked toward him with an I don't care attitude. "I hope I didn't make you wait for too long."Sean just scoffed and waited for him to sit down which he did. "And I know you know that we have lots to discuss.""Hmm." Dylan monotonically said and looked at the ring on his finger. "Lots, ah?" He dropped his hand on the table. "I've been so busy that I no longer have time to banter with you.""Let Hermione go and we'll call the feud between us quits. Just tell me how much you want, Dylan. And I'll give it to you."Dylan let out a deep breath and leaned against the chair in thought. "Truly, I'm in need of money but you know how I am. I'm not that cheap of a person.""So why are you making it seem like you are somebody important? From the contract to every other deception. Why are you doing all this?" Sean questioned.Dylan nodded. "Well
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"What do you think of this spot?" The guy said with a manual grin as they entered the dark alleyway which was in a really rough and abandoned town close to Flame city.Leonard leaped with his crutches as he was hiding behind Dylan and he looked around in fear. It was a place where thugs came to hang out and smoke. It was scary.The guy…Dylan sighed as he got fed up. He looked at Leonard and asked, "Who the hell is that?""James Lance. You won't believe it when I say his father is a prosecutor. A corrupt one I might add. That was why he said he could kill and get away with it. He's a verified thug." Leonard explained in a voice that only Dylan could hear.Dylan looked at James making a call."Yeah, I have someone that I need you to deal with. He dares to dare me, Ishmael."Dylan raised a brow, and chuckled, "So you're calling backup, ah?"James hung the call and looked at him with a self-satisfied smile. "As far as I know, you've got no one, Dylan. I'll mess you up, you might not even
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Dylan arrived at a mansion and alighted out of his car. He waited for Leonard to come out and soon they were standing side by side with their gazes fixated at the gate.Dylan and Leonard were childhood friends. They knew everything about each other. Friends for life. When his life took a wrong turn and every other person he considered friend turned their back on him, Leonard remained. He defended him.But after Leonard got caught in the crossfire one day when they were both beaten up because of him, he knew he couldn't keep adding Leonard to his problems. That was how much he cared.It was silent for a while until Leonard decided to break it with the question going on in his mind. He leaped and turned to face Dylan. "First, I should thank you for helping me even though there wasn't any reason to."Dylan just nodded."But what happened, I'm bothered since I know that…you lost everything, Dylan. I was a witness. As a matter of fact, you pushed me away in fear of getting me involved wit
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At the worst cemetery in the state, run-down and neglected, Dylan and Stephanie stood in front of a desolate tombstone.It was unfortunate that the founder of the titular Clifford corporation with his net worth amounting to hundreds of millions of dollars could only be buried in the most run-down and desolate spot. With his wife.It was extremely difficult on Stephanie as she stared at it with watery eyes.She covered her face with her hands and began to cry. She was in utter disbelief. It was hard to watch. Dylan's eyelid drooped, trying so hard to suppress the pain he was feeling but he was failing at it. His chest was heavy as he stared at him.He was sorry. Sorry for not visiting them.Normally they were supposed to be properly cremated since their body was burnt but his family did what they wanted. They tossed his parents like garbage and it was just so hard to be there and face them.It took a while for Stephanie's emotions to stabilize then she went on her knees and began pluc
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Dylan had endured a grueling day, and as he finally arrived home, a genuine smile spread across his face upon seeing Allison waiting for him. The moment he walked through the door, she rushed to him, enveloping him in a brief, warm hug. However, her smile quickly faded into a frown as she pulled away. “Why didn’t you tell me about this?” she asked, her voice tinged with frustration. “How could you keep this from me for so long?” Before Dylan could respond, Stephanie, who had been observing the exchange, interjected with a disapproving look. “He kept it from all of us, including me, his godmother.” Dylan responded with a gentle kiss on Allison’s forehead, his eyes filled with affection. “Well, you know now, don’t you? Sometimes, it’s best to leave certain things in the past and focus on moving forward.” At that moment, Madame Beth cleared her throat, drawing everyone’s attention. Maya, with a beaming smile, walked over to her father, who happily lifted her into his arms. Daddy
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Hermione and Alison stood up simultaneously, their eyes fixed on the TV in shock. Hermione, holding her baby, quickly set the child down and moved closer to the screen. “Oh my God, Mom, what’s going on?! Dylan is on the screen! What’s happening?!” she shouted, turning to her mother for answers. Sharon, equally stunned, gulped and struggled to comprehend the situation. Her breaths came in short, heavy gasps as she shook her head. “I have no idea, Hermione! We’re both seeing the same thing!” Hermione took a shaky breath, her eyes wide as she turned back to the screen. There, Dylan stood, facing the crowd and the camera with a smirk that made him look impossibly handsome. She couldn’t tear her gaze away. “Surely… it can’t be his twin, right? This doesn’t make any sense,” she murmured, still fixated on the image. Sharon looked away briefly, blinking as she tried to make sense of the revelations. “Come to think of it, Dylan really was the one who made that contract possible, and he bo
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Two months later The city buzzed with anticipation as the day everyone had been waiting for finally arrived. Streets were quiet, and businesses paused as people hurried home or went as invited guests to the event, eager to witness the news revealing the boss behind Apex Conglomerate. Television screens flickered to life in living rooms, bars, and cafes, broadcasting the event that had captivated public interest for months. The camera zoomed in on a poised reporter, standing in front of Apex Conglomerate’s sleek, imposing headquarters. Her voice carried a mix of excitement and suspense as she addressed the viewers. “Ladies and gentlemen, the moment has finally come. Today, we stand on the brink of discovering the identity of the elusive leader behind Apex Conglomerate, the mastermind who has remained a mystery for years. Speculations and rumors have run rampant, but the truth has been kept tightly under wraps—until now.” The screen transitioned to a live feed from within the co
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"Stephanie! Oh my God, Stephanie, is that really you?!" Caroline exclaimed, her voice filled with astonishment as she saw Stephanie entering the ward, accompanied by Dylan and a young girl. Stephanie's reaction was immediate; she covered her face with her hands, overwhelmed by emotion. Tears welled up in her eyes as she recognized Caroline. "Oh my God, Caroline..." she choked out, rushing forward to embrace her. "You're alive! I can't believe you're really alive!" Caroline, her own eyes glistening with tears, nodded as they pulled away from their hug. "It's so good to see familiar faces," she said, her voice trembling with emotion. "I thought you had left the country." Stephanie shook her head, her expression serious. "I came back after everything happened. I realized that your children needed me, so I stayed. For them." Caroline looked puzzled. "Children?" Her eyes then fell on the little girl in Dylan's arms, her breath catching in her throat. "Oh my God, is this my granddaught
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Dylan’s return to the hospital sparked a flurry of emotions within Alison, who dashed towards him with tears streaming down her face. “Where have you been?” she exclaimed, her voice trembling with worry.Dylan’s eyes widened in surprise, and he gently grasped her arm, pulling her away from him slightly. “Why? What’s wrong? Why are you so upset? Is everything alright? Is Jenna alright?”Alison nodded with a sigh. “Yes, Jenna is stable, thankfully. But I was so worried about you. You were saying something earlier, then suddenly disappeared. And when I tried calling you, there was no response. You can’t imagine how worried and anxious I’ve been, especially with my sister in the hospital.”Dylan let out a sigh of relief and enveloped her in a comforting embrace. “I’m sorry for causing you worry. I didn’t mean to add to your stress. But I’m back now, and everything’s under control. Those responsible for this situation are facing the consequences, and we’re safe now.”Alison gazed at him, a
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Gunshots echoed through the air, causing Sean to gasp in shock and stumble backward in fear. Before anyone could fully grasp what was happening, a dozen men, led by Azure King, appeared behind Dylan, their presence intimidating and determined.Dylan sneered, his confidence unwavering. “You were right, Sean. I am the boss of Apex Conglomerate, which means I have people at my beck and call. Why should I be intimidated by mere threats from inconsequential people like you?”Romero’s hand began to tremble as he continued pointing the gun at Dylan’s mother. “Move an inch, and she’s dead. I’ll pull the trigger, and I promise you, Dylan, even if I die here, you’ll lose.”Dylan sighed, taking Adonis’s gun from behind him. In a split second, before anyone could react, he fired. The bullet pierced through Romero’s forehead, and he slumped to the floor, lifeless.Sean’s eyes widened in horror, his body beginning to tremble uncontrollably. He immediately raised his hands and fell to his knees. “Pl
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Dylan did not hesitate for even a moment upon receiving the address from Romero. The urgency in his steps reflected the agitation in his mind, as he ensured his gun was securely tucked at his side. The possibility of seeing his mother alive, even if shackled and bound, overpowered all sense of reality. He couldn’t think straight. He needed to understand why he had seen his mother, who he had believed to be dead. Though he suspected it might be a trap, a flicker of hope kept him moving forward.As he approached the building described in the address, its dilapidated exterior did nothing to allay his fears. The structure looked abandoned from the outside, but as he steeled himself and ventured further inside, his eyes quickly fell upon a wooden door, flanked by two imposing men.One of the men, noticing Dylan’s arrival, smirked and spoke in a tone that was both welcoming and sinister, “The boss has been expecting you.” Without further ado, he swung the door open, inviting Dylan into in
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Standing alone outside the hospital, Dylan dialed Azure King’s number, his fingers trembling slightly with the weight of the situation. As the call connected, he spoke urgently into the phone."He’s closing in on me, Adonis. I fear he’s not playing games anymore. I reckon he was aiming for Allison, but he ended up shooting her sister instead.""Damn it, this just escalated real fast. There's a good chance Romero Hermes is feeling the heat now. He's itching to wrap this up and he's not backing down. He's baiting you, and you can't afford to fall into his trap," Azure King cautioned over the phone.Dylan’s jaw clenched with determination. "I won't let that happen. But I want him taken down, and I want it done swiftly. I'm not interested in seeing him rot behind bars. I just want him out of the picture for good," Dylan declared firmly before hanging up.On edge and with a heart weighed down by concern, Dylan reached out to Stephanie, knowing she was anxiously awaiting updates on Julia’s
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Dylan stormed out of the house, his heart racing with worry, his fingers frantically dialing Allison’s number, his mind praying fervently for her safety. The gunshots he heard sent a shiver down his spine, signaling that something had gone terribly wrong.“Dylan, where on earth are you rushing off to?” Stephanie’s concerned voice trailed after him as she hurried to catch up.Dylan came to an abrupt halt, his gaze locking with Stephanie’s as he struggled to contain his urgency. “Steph, listen to me. Stay put inside the house, alright? Don’t come out,” he instructed firmly, a sense of urgency lacing his words like a tight knot.Stephanie’s brow furrowed in confusion and worry. “But why? What’s going on out there? And where in the world are you off to in such a hurry? she demanded, her concern mounting with each passing second as she noticed how restless he was.Dylan’s lips pressed into a thin line as he struggled to find the right words. “Look, Steph, I… I was just talking to Allison o
