Upon hearing that his aunt's situation got worse, a wave of uneasiness immediately engulfed Dylan. He hung the call and looked at Madame Sharon. "I… I need to leave."Madame Sharon scoffed. "Of course, get out! You don't even…"Dylan immediately ran off before Madame Sharon could finish her words which made her scoff again in annoyance.She looked at Sean with a bright smile. "I really can't wait for you to officially become my son-in-law, Sean but what are we going to do about Dylan? He needs to sign the divorce."Hermione nodded in agreement. "Yeah, Sean. You know how that…trash is. I don't know what his problem is."Martha scoffed in disbelief, gaining all attention on her. "You really don't, Hermione. Just looking at you right now, you're already a loser."Hermione frowned and blurted, "What?""Bear this in mind, Hermione. Dylan is not gonna remain poor forever. He's smart, and business wise, he's a graduate with certificates that you don't even smell to have and not what you guys
Dylan gasped awake, his eyes wide to see himself dripping. He coughed, blinked since the water was affecting his eyes and he looked up to see a guy holding a bucket.The guy smirked. "Now you're awake. He's awake!" He hollered.Dylan's eyes shone with shock, like someone tasered by electricity. He looked around as panic began to rise in him and he found himself in an empty warehouse.He moved and noticed he was stuck to the chair he was sitting on. His whole body and hands were tightly bandaged to the chair with a rope."Look at you cousin,"He heard and jerked his head to the side and saw Sean walking toward him. The fear in him immediately dissipated at the sight. "You…"Sean interrupted him as he shook his head. "You're not allowed to say anything, brother." He said, standing in front of Dylan, then he bent a little bit. "Remember when I told you I was gonna make you pay…""You're only digging your grave…*PUNCH!Dylan's face swayed to the side at the impact on his face. He gave hi
Red's Wings.Located on the most valuable land in the central city of Melrovia. It occupied an area of one hectare and is the legendary largest and topnotch clubhouse in the whole of Melrovia.Naturally, it was only open to the executives of Apex Conglomerate which means the only people that enters the clubhouse were big shots.Lord Owens told him he needed to rest and heal but he was interested in what he was going to find out about this Roger Mallory and his connection with Hermione.He boarded a taxi and told the driver he was going to Red's Wings.The driver looked at him up and down. He was bruised up and poorly dressed. What is a person like him going to do in a place like Red's Wings?But since it wasn't his business, he let him in and drove him toward his destination.Dylan still felt weak and his anger at Sean was still raw. 'Sean, watch and see, I'll let you get the taste of your own medicine. I will use the power of Apex conglomerate to pin you to death.'And come to think o
As Roger recognized the man standing behind him, his facial expression took a drastic change. The man was the chief of the Apex conglomerate and the alpha of the underground world. It was the first time meeting him and he began cursing himself for what he had said.He values his life so he smiled and apologized, "My apologies, Master Owens. I didn't know you were behind me so I didn't mean the words I said. Please be the bigger man and don't take it to heart. I'm Roger Mallory, you sent someone for me. Is the purpose of this meeting to perform a task for you, perhaps, even promote me to a manager, please tell me what it is, and I'll do the job perfectly."Lord Owens's eyes on him were gloomy and cold. "Hmm." He monotonically replied. "Well, let's see in the meeting room." He looked at one of the personnel guarding the door. "Lead him toward it."Roger smirked, happy that things were working well for him. He glanced at Dylan and scoffed knowing the trouble he'll get from Master Owens fo
Dylan watched as Roger groveled himself to Lord Owen's feet in an act of desperation to earn forgiveness. Of course, he was scared for his life.He scoffed at the thought of Sean going too far just to get Hermione. Wow! He was speechless."Pl…please master Owens. Please, I beg you. I beg you, please. Don't kill me. I'll do anything. Please." Roger desperately begged, not scared about the pain he was feeling in his head due to the scratch against the ground. He sobbed and looked at Dylan. "Please. Please have mercy. I'm so sorry, please."He couldn't die. He wasn't ready to die.George could only lower his gaze, knowing his nephew's case was now out of his hands. He couldn't get in trouble just for taking in a nephew like him.Furious, Lord Owens yelled, "Guards get this bastard out of here!"Roger began crying profusely, "Please…please…""It's fine." Dylan chimed in and looked at Lord Owens. "You don't have to kill him. He can do more for me alive than dead." He bluntly said like it w
Hermione allowed Dylan entrance to her living room, her mind still trying to wrap around the statement Dylan made about divorce. He's really going to divorce her? She hasn't really been able to grasp her mind to it.She thought he'll keep holding on to her like someone hanging or rather, holding on to a chandelier for dear life but he seems to have come to his senses to let her go.She frowned at the thought since she was really enjoying his madness in the name of his love for her. Even though she wanted the divorce, deep down she still finds herself liking the fact that they're still married.Why did he have to get poor not long after their marriage? They didn't even have the time to consummate their marriage due to the problem that suddenly arrived in his life. She tried to force it but he was never in a good mood. He was always so busy getting worried for his parents.Then he got poor and that was the end.Whatever. It's for the best that they're getting divorced. She needs to move
Sean was taken aback by Hermione's words and he blurted out, "What?"Hermione bobbed her head happily, her eyes were still glossy with tears. "I can't believe it too. He said he was sorry and he has already been extremely punished for what he did. He said I should thank…" Her words hung as she remembered. She blinked in confusion and looked at Dylan who just stood like a ghost in the room."Oh, my God!" Madame Sharon explained as the news finally settled on her. "You're trying to say we're free from the claws of Apex Conglomerate?" She asked in disbelief.Hermione nodded, looking at her mom. She was looking like someone about to cry that instant. "Yes, mom. We're free." She happily said.Dylan tilted his head at Sean with a smirk on his face. He could tell the predicament written on his face. Sean was looking lost and confused.He frowned and looked at Hermione. "Uh, are you sure it was Roger Mallory? I mean, the guy didn't look like someone to easily forgive."Hermione looked at him
Dylan stared at his aunt's pale body with watery eyes. His jaw was clenched and the anger in him throbbing incessantly and wanting out.He gasped and breathed out shakily, trying hard to tame the tears wanting to force themselves out. Then he took her pale hand in his before looking at her with a softened gaze. "Why? Why couldn't you just keep fighting? I'm… I'm so sorry I was so incompetent in searching for help."His life taking a turn for the worse made him realize he had no true friend. He got to know who his enemies were. Those wolves in sheep's clothing.He felt disappointed in himself for not doing enough only for his aunt, the only true family he had to end up dead.After everything he did for them, for those damn Harpers, they turned their backs on him without any care that his aunt could die. Especially that money-minded, greedy mother-in-law of his.He dropped the hand back down carefully and rolled the white cloth to her chest. As he looked at his aunt, he said with resolu
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
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
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
"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
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
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
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
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
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