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
Floyd was already at their table. The restaurant had a room too and they were not seen from the outside. Minerva was sitting at his side. He took the glass of water that was sent to their table when they arrived. He was about to drink when he noticed that it was already empty. He sighed and put down the glass again.“Do you need another water, young master?” Minerva asked. Floyd looked at her and shook his head. “No. I’m good.” “You looked tense?”“Really?” Floyd laughed. He doesn’t know why he suddenly became uncomfortable. Though, he doesn’t care if Aby was really a syndicate leader. He needed the evidence she gave to him. Yes, he could use it without Aby’s permission because it was already in his hands. But he doesn’t need more enemies. “What time is it already?” Minerva looked at her wristwatch. “6:30, sir. Looks like she was late.” Floyd shook his head. Aby told him to meet her at six but it was already past six. He kept on looking at his phone waiting for Aby to call him. Bu
Floyd never thought about his family. Since he learned about his father’s identity. He didn’t think much about if he had other relatives. Though, he had already met Scarlet Green, the mistress of his uncle. He still felt like there was something more about his family. “Would you really accept it, young master?” Minerva asked. They were now inside the car. She had wanted to ask Floyd. Floyd sighed and looked outside the window. “I had to. I need her to bring down Dwayne.” “But there are other ways to bring him down! I’m sure that there’s nothing Miss Chua can do if we still use her evidence!” she protested. She doesn’t like it when her young master agrees to the marriage. Yes, she doesn’t have any chances. But she was hurt and her emotions were all over. ‘If you don't help me, I will ask your brother, instead. And it won’t really help your position in your clan.’ Floyd remembered Aby’s warning. He had a brother. How come his father did not tell him anything about it? “Who’s my br
“I, Dwayne Jacinto, the CEO of the Jacinto network, deny all the accusations against me. I never meet him in person or talk with him by any means of communication. Though, per our HR, Sir Trace Moreno was our former employee. But it would be impossible for me to know him. I mean, you know me. I’m a busy man!” Dwayne said. The disappointment and sadness were seen on his face. In front of him was Girlie, a talk show host on the network. “But how can you prove it all? Their evidence was strong. Though, we still don’t know what it was. They even got a trial date for the case.” Dwayne was teary already. “I… You know, I can’t tell here for legal purposes. But I swear!” His voice trembled. “I-I never harmed any person. Anyone. I’ve been in this industry and hurting. More importantly, killing anyone will never come to my mind! It hurts me that they are doing this.” “So, you are an innocent man, Mister Jacinto?” “Of course!” Dwayne cried. “I can’t even kill a bug!” Girlie sighed. “You kno