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