The event was going smoothly. Lord Nigel Owens was making his speech about the new race car and how thankful he was to the team for making it possible. He was giving details about the properties of the car and its capabilities.But not all were focused.Hermione for instance, who couldn't stop staring at Dylan. They've all been confused as to why he was in the VVIP round table section, looking like he owns the place.Dr. Lydia gave her a look with a smirk on her face while holding on to Dylan as she sat beside him. Hermione was shivering in anger and jealousy cause the thought of Dylan with another woman terrified her. She thought she would consider it nothing but it turns out it could affect her."Dylan being there makes him look like an important person." Madeline voiced out since she was also staring at Dylan.It was odd just seeing Dylan that way but she always knew he was not as ordinary as he came out to be.Madame Sharon scoffed and nodded. "I think I understand now. That girl,
It was late at night when the Harpers arrived home. Hermione has been out of it since the discussion she had with Dr. Lydia. That f*cking bitch.She dropped her bag on the sofa and also collapsed her butt on it in deep, angry thoughts.Madeline just walked past them and headed toward the stairs straight to her room without an ounce of care.Harold furrowed his brows at Hermione's sudden attitude. He didn't get it. Sean complained to him about how she's been staring at Dylan all through the event. He wasn't happy about it and of course, he understood so he decided to confront her by asking, "Why are you being so worked up about Dylan, Hermione? You shouldn't concern yourself about what he does anymore."Madame Sharon let out a harsh breath with a pouty expression and complained like she's been doing in the car. "I can't believe how this event went. I felt like an unimportant guest. Like a ghost. I thought being invited to this event was a step up the pyramid but I couldn't even get any
'Do you know how much you've suffered for the years you've worked under Robert Clifford? How can you be so reckless, Owens? You've earned the stage you're in now but you're just gonna hand it over just because a dead guy told you so?'Lord Owens grunted at the words his aunt spat at him. How dare she dare dictate how he lives his life? That thieving, cunning woman. A week has passed by already.He was in the boardroom at Red's Angels sitting on one of the chairs, expecting some important guests. He had an uneasy throbbing feeling that things could go wrong if he didn't take matters into his own hands.The door opened and a girl and a boy entered.The boy with his hands shoved in his pocket walked toward his father and said, "Hey, dad. What's up?"Lord Owens had two adopted kids known by their nicknames as Azure King and Cloud Mane, also referred to as Princess Mane. Their real names are Adonis Owens and Jessica Owens.They are Apex Conglomerate's main battle forces in the underworld
"Shit!"Dylan cursed he ran for his life with Azure King beside him. The bullets were just throwing at different places but they kept running, hoping it didn't target them.Azure King finally got to a blue SUV car waiting for him and opened the passenger seat before shouting, "Get in!"Without wasting any time, Dylan got in and Azure King followed, then he slammed the door shut. "Ok, drive."The car started and it sped away.Dylan held the arm that was hit by a bullet and his face contorted at the pain that shot through his body."You're seriously bleeding." Azure King made it known as he looked at his bloodied arm.Then princess Mane hollered as she drove, "I do not want my car stained with blood. It'll be hard to clean."Dylan could only scoff and looked away out the window as they drove past different people and things."So as my father thought, there's someone targeting you, but who?" Azure King began the serious conversation that got Dylan's attention.Dylan looked at him with an
The next day, Dylan got a call from the Harpers that they needed to see him urgently. He knew they were gonna call him but he was surprised they didn't do that yesterday. They probably didn't have the courage.He's also gonna use the chance to know if it was Harold who attempted to kill him. Hopefully, he's around and not hanging out with Sean.He was still wearing the arm sling when he arrived at the Harpers villa. He talked inaudibly to the securities for a long while, and gave them huge amounts of money which they gracefully accepted with endless bows and 'thank you' which were the only audible words that were heard.Then he walked toward the living room entrance and knocked on the door.The door opened and he was face to face with Harold who gave him a smirk before letting him in. "So, as usual, you can't fend for yourself, Harold. You're still eating out of your aunt's hand like a dog." Dylan annoyed and looked at him.Harold's face fell, his eyes red and his hands fisted in ange
It was a new day but not a bright and pleasant one for Madame Sharon.She came down the stairs still in her pajamas looking weary and unkempt. Her head was pounding seriously and she felt weak so she needed to get a glass of water to take a relief medicine.Hermione, already dressed up for work and eating a sandwich for breakfast, was shocked to see her mom looking – abnormal. She always made sure she looked enticing every single time.So she asked, "Are you okay, mom? You look sick."Madame Sharon could only sigh. She went to get a glass of water and she drank her medicine.She was sure it wasn't a dream though.Her phone in her hand suddenly began ringing. She looked at the caller ID and saw it was unknown but she picked it up anyway, "Hello. Who's this?""Hi, Madame Sharon." She heard a familiar female voice. "You miss me?"Madame Sharon blinked, beginning to lose her stamina. "Wh…what?""It's me. The girl you killed. Ravenna."Madame Sharon gasped, moved backward in shock and fear
"Bartender, need a scotch here! Someone on a stool close to the counter hollered.Dylan turned with the bottle of scotch with a glass cup in his hand. He dropped the glass in front of the customer and poured him a full glass of beer and he went ahead to attend to other customers.He was no longer wearing the arm sling cause he didn't need it. His arm was just bandaged underneath his shirt.A young lady dressed all slutty has had her eyes on him for a while. She's also been trying to give him advances but he kept ignoring her.She knew she had to be more confronting so she waved her hand at him as he finished attending to a table.Dylan sighed, although knowing what she was gonna bother him about but he went anyway. He had a non-serious expression which also portrayed respect as he said, "What can I help you with, Ms.?"The lady smiled at him, happy to see she was now face to face with him. "Has anyone ever told you you're handsome?" She said as she looked at him like someone planning
Staring at Dylan in complete shock, cold sweat trickled down Dean's forehead as his father kept shouting in his ears."We're completely screwed, Dean! It's over for us!"Dean opened his mouth to ask something, but through the phone, he heard the sound of a siren, followed by the sound of hard knocks. Then he heard the police officers asking his father to come to the station for an investigation.Suddenly, his legs went jelly and his phone fell and smashed on the ground.Jacques looked at him with a frown on his face. "What the hell is going on, man? You look like someone who has seen a ghost."Dean kept his eyes on Dylan, his face completely pale and his whole being uneasy. "Wh…what did you do? How did you…"Dylan replied with a sneer. "What do you think, Dean? Just like how my life went POOF abruptly, I decided to return the favor. That's what it means to have such a turnaround in life. Don't worry, I understand what you're going through now.""What's going on here?" Jordan asked, fe