As Aiden finishes talking, Mr. Ray accidentally drops his tea, clearly taken aback by the revelation. "What do you mean? The prosecutor is onto you? What have you done?" he asks simultaneously, urging Aiden to be honest if he wants to survive. Aiden has no choice but to come clean, confessing about the app and the money laundering. Mr. Ray sternly reprimands him, "How could you engage in something so illegal without consulting me?" Aiden trembles, kneeling before his father, pleading for help. "Dad, please, I didn't anticipate it would go wrong. I need your assistance this time." Mr. Ray scoffs in anguish, "You're trying to be clever, huh? Is this the project that you believe will make you billions? You want it all for yourself, and now look at the mess you've created." Aiden keeps pleading, but his father continues to scold him. "The reason I am where I am today is that I work diligently, legally, and avoid investing in foolishly risky ventures," he yells at him. As they are st
As the door swings open, Aiden and Max step into the room. The weariness etched on Aiden's face is evident, a consequence of a long and difficult day in lockup. Upon catching sight of Aiden, Mrs. Ray is taken aback and immediately filled with sympathy for him. She can't help but express her concern, saying, "Oh no," as she approaches him, gently guiding him to take a seat. Max follows suit, pulling up a chair and joining them in the room. With genuine gratitude, Mrs. Ray turns to Max and says, "Thank you, Max." As the room settles into an air of tension, Mr. Ray, seated with a cup of tea in hand, suddenly lifts his head and delivers a stern remark, his tone laced with authority and dissatisfaction. "You better be careful next time before you waste my hard-earned money on something unreasonable," he warns Aiden, who respectfully bows his head and replies with a simple, "Okay, sir." It's evident that Aiden has somehow managed to misuse or squander Mr. Ray's funds, an act that does
Mr. Ray's habit of drinking is consistently ruined by bad news. Today, not only did he stop drinking, but he also angrily smashed the cup. ' "Who the hell came to her rescue?'' he groaned, and his wife immediately picked up the pieces. ''I... I don't know, they are sort of gangs,'' he stammered. ''Someone has been playing with me, and I will bring out his gut whenever I see him/her.'' ''But one of us seems to know the mafia gang; he had come across them before and knows one of them. He said it is down by Sky Lord,'' he added, capturing his attention. ''He knows them?... Does he know their hideout?'' he asked eagerly. He nodded affirmatively. ''That's great! I want you to attack them, use ammunition, and kill their leader. I want them to regret playing with me,'' he said, full of anguish. He bowed down and left to carry out his assignment. *****Tom's POV: Mr. Ray, as I knew him then, is capable of doing something horrible. He would kill anyone who becomes a threat to him. I
Dylan opened the door widely for Amelia, "You can come in." Amelia was shy, she smiled and stepped into the beautiful and massive living room, everywhere was sparkling with beautiful light. The furniture was well set. "Wow, it's beautiful," Amelia exclaimed. "Mm, yeah, let me go and call father," Dylan stated as he rushed upstairs. Amelia looked around, he was already planning on settling down with Dylan. **** Dylan entered his dad's room, to find him having sex with someone unknown. "uhm, my bad... sorry dad." His dad flashed him with. an angry eyes as he covered up himself. the lady shamelessly sat, still naked. , "What the hell do you think you are doing! why can't you knock". his father growled. "Uhm, this is urgent," Dylan stated. "Not urgent than what I'm doing, it is going to wait," Mr. Hamos stated. "No, dad, my fiancée is waiting for you outside," he announced. Mr. hamos immediately rushed up,"what!, is that truth," he inquired as he wore his clothes
"Today is my birthday," Riley announces, her expression tinged with a mix of surprise and disappointment that I didn't remember. my mind has been preoccupied with thoughts of revenge lately. "Oh, I nearly forgot," I exclaim, trying to make up for my oversight. "Tell me, what would you like today?" With a seductive look, she moves closer and plants a kiss on my lips. "I want to be with you all day," she whispers, a sentiment I adore. "Alright, but let me take you on a date as well, something we've never done before," I suggest, and she readily agrees. We decide to close the business for the day and make plans to meet at a unique taste restaurant. I'm the first to arrive, dressed in attire suitable for the occasion. As the door chimes open, she walks in, looking more beautiful than ever with her long dark hair and delightful dimples that appear when she laughs. It amazes me how lucky I am to have her in my life. "Sorry I'm late," she says as she takes her seat, but she isn't l
"Today is my birthday," Riley announces, her expression tinged with a mix of surprise and disappointment that I didn't remember. my mind has been preoccupied with thoughts of revenge lately. "Oh, I nearly forgot," I exclaim, trying to make up for my oversight. "Tell me, what would you like today?" With a seductive look, she moves closer and plants a kiss on my lips. "I want to be with you all day," she whispers, a sentiment I adore. "Alright, but let me take you on a date as well, something we've never done before," I suggest, and she readily agrees. We decide to close the business for the day and make plans to meet at a unique taste restaurant. I'm the first to arrive, dressed in attire suitable for the occasion. As the door chimes open, she walks in, looking more beautiful than ever with her long dark hair and delightful dimples that appear when she laughs. It amazes me how lucky I am to have her in my life. "Sorry I'm late," she says as she takes her seat, but she i
As the door swings open, Aiden and Max step into the room. The weariness etched on Aiden's face is evident, a consequence of a long and difficult day in lockup. Upon catching sight of Aiden, Mrs. Ray is taken aback and immediately filled with sympathy for him. She can't help but express her concern, saying, "Oh no," as she approaches him, gently guiding him to take a seat. Max follows suit, pulling up a chair and joining them in the room. With genuine gratitude, Mrs. Ray turns to Max and says, "Thank you, Max." As the room settles into an air of tension, Mr. Ray, seated with a cup of tea in hand, suddenly lifts his head and delivers a stern remark, his tone laced with authority and dissatisfaction. "You better be careful next time before you waste my hard-earned money on something unreasonable," he warns Aiden, who respectfully bows his head and replies with a simple, "Okay, sir." It's evident that Aiden has somehow managed to misuse or squander Mr. Ray's funds, an act tha
Tom's POV Let me express the sentiment that being a billionaire entails a remarkable level of control and influence, where one possesses the ability to command anything they desire and have it at their disposal, essentially reigning supreme. This extraordinary feeling currently permeates my being. With an air of elegance, I descend majestically from my luxurious car, its door promptly opened for me. The staff members, already lined up, eagerly await my arrival. Flanking me are two bodyguards, standing steadfastly by my side, as well as my ever-loyal secretary, Riley, who is the very reason I find myself in this place. As I pass through the line of staff members, making my way into the office, I inquire about the state of affairs from Riley. "How are things?" I ask with a sense of authority. She responds with a smile, assuring me that everything is going according to plan. Then she adds, "Sky lord wants to see you." Having just returned, I hope that no problems have arise