Floyd reached the mansion. Jude greeted him and followed him through his room. “I’ve already sent bodyguards to Trace’s house, young master. They’ll be there as a lookout. Secretly.” “Thank you,” Floyd answered. “I want to rest now, Jude. Please call Miss Wang and tell her that I want her here first thing in the morning.” “Yes, sir.” Floyd went to his room and drifted his body to the bed. He was a bit tipsy and his head was already spinning. He doesn’t know if he was hurt or angry because of what just happened. Floyd decided to close his eyes and let himself rest. The next day, Floyd woke up with knocks on his door. Then it opened and Minerva entered. “Sir, you called–” Minerva’s eyes widened when he saw that Floyd was just standing up from his bed. He was only wearing boxer shorts and his hair was messy. How could a man who just woke up still look so pretty? She gulped when her eyes fell on Floyd’s body. Minerva immediately turned her back and winced. ‘You’re so stupid, Minerv
“I-I don’t know, Floyd. He just went out after he left me with this,” Jane said. She was Trace’s wife. After Floyd talked with Trace on the phone, he went to his wife to find answers. But Trace was not there anymore and his wife didn't know anything either. Floyd took the flash drive from Jane. “Do you have any idea where he could be right now?” Jane’s eyes turned red. “I-I don’t know, Floyd! I don’t have any idea. P-Please. My husband. Save him. Please!” Jane held Floyd’s hands. Floyd sighed and patted Jane's back. He was too worried about Trace. But because of what happened, it just angered him more. He clenched his fists and went out of the house. “Give me the key,” Floyd asked his driver. “Where are you going, sir?” Jude asked Floyd. He could see the rage in his eyes. And he was worried that his young master might do something without thinking right. “I will talk with Dwayne.” Jude's eyes widened. He was right! “Young master! You can't go there!” “What could possibl
Roxane took a deep breath when Floyd was already out of the room. She tried to relax even though she could feel that her knees were already trembling. It was a mistake that she brought Floyd to Dwayne. How could she be so stupid?!“What was that, Roxane?” Dwayne asked, which made Roxane tremble more.Roxane gulped and sighed again. She forced a smile and turned to Dwayne. “Y-Yes, love?” she asked innocently. She tried to make her voice normal but she couldn’t hide her fear. Dwayne was not showing emotions but she could feel the coldness he was giving her.How could this happen? Dwayne was sweet and treated her like a queen. But suddenly he became someone she couldn’t imagine.“I’m asking you, Roxane. What was that? Why did you bring him here? Are you trying to make me jealous because of what I did to you?”Roxane’s eyes widened. The truth was when Dwayne learn
Life was good. At least for now. That was what Floyd was thinking. They got most of the awards. His team was happy because of their achievements. He was happy too, but he should have been happier if Trace had been there too.“Now for our Best Movie award!”“Oh my God! Here it is!” Brenda said.Floyd gulped and looked at the screen. The movie names that were nominated showed up on the screen.“The title is ours now for sure!”Dwayne, who was just a table away from Floyd’s team, smirked. Their movie was not on the list but he was confident. He couldn’t wait to see the disappointment in Floyd’s team's eyes.“The winner of this year’s Best Movie award goes to…” The emcee stopped and frowned. She looked at the screen and looked at the paper again. “Ahm.” She laughed tensely.“What is going on?” We
“H-How?”Floyd's knees became soft. He slightly loses his balance but manages to stand up. Floyd shook his head. “W-Why? How?! Somebody give me an answer!” Floyd shouted as he looked at Trace. He was lying on the cold table with a thin white blanket covering his body. Floyd couldn’t even look at his bulging face. Trace was so pale that the dark circle on his face could be seen. The black line on his neck was noticeable too. It was breaking Floyd’s heart. He couldn’t think how hard it must have been for Trace. Jude cleared his throat. “H-He was seen near the beach, young master.”Floyd frowned at Jude. “Beach? What was he doing there?” “The police are already investigating–”“Just now? That’s bullshit! I want to know what happened to him right now!” Jude almost jumped in shock. But he remained in his position. Looking down and feeling sorry for his master. He was also surprised and sad because of what happened to Trace. No one expected it. “Y-Yes, young master.”“Trace?! Trace?!
Floyd drove the car himself. His eyebrows were knitted and his grip on the steering wheel was tightened. Floyd felt his chest hard and he couldn’t think right. His phone was ringing but he was not answering it. ‘I will make him pay,’ that was what was on Floyd's mind. He wants to go to Dwayne and put an end to his evilness. He would do everything he could to make him pay. And he will get his son back. The car stopped when he reached his house, Jacinto’s. He managed to enter the subdivision even if it was exclusive because he told the guards that he was sent by Johson Lim. It was not surprising to him anymore that his father was also known in this place. “Dwayne!” Floyd shouted as he clicked the doorbell. “Get out! Face me!” Floyd clicked the doorbell many times. He couldn’t see what was inside because the gate was hard, enormous metal. Sometimes he kicks the gate, then he will click the doorbell again. After doing it, the small gate opened and a guard came out. “Hey! What are you
‘Who is that woman?’ Floyd asked himself as he opened the box. No matter how hard he thought, he couldn’t guess who she was. There was no other woman who will be angry with Dwayne aside from artists like Carla Rivera. ‘Is she one of those women that Carla was mentioning?’ Floyd thought. But he had already checked who Attorney Gabriel was. And he was not someone an artist could hire. Unless they are really that rich and have a point. Floyd frowned as he saw a folder inside the box and a flashdrive. He checked the folder and saw the pictures. Not just ordinary pictures, but Trace's pictures. “T-Trace…” he whispered as he saw the first picture. It was Trace kneeling and he was tied to his hands. He was looking in front of a man looking down at him. “Dwayne! I knew it!” he said when he saw that it was Dwayne. Floyd had to put the pictures down first and took a deep breath. He was right. It was Dwayne who took Trace. But how? Did Trace go to him? Did he kidnap him? “Fuck you, Dwayne!
“Here’s everything you know about Aby Chua, young master. Who is she?” Minerva asked as she put a folder down on Floyd’s table.After talking with Aby, Floyd called Minerva and asked someone to look into the identity of Aby Chua. It was easy because, to his surprise, Aby Chua was a daughter of a well-known clan in Ryeso too. But she ran away from the country with her money when her father tried to marry her off to a man she didn’t want to. And there she meets Dwayne Jacinto.“Well, this is unexpected,” Floyd said as he was reading the files. “She is Dwayne’s ex-wife.”Minerva gasped. “What?! Is it true?”“Yes. Apparently, she’s been plotting revenge on him. And she wanted me to help her.”“B-But that will only bring chaos for us. Though, Chua’s are partners of your family, young master.”Floyd arched his e