Caspian whispered urgently to Lady Ciara, "Gotta keep my identity hidden. Nobody should know who I'm."
Gasping for breath, he rushed to Lady Ciara. "Miss, please cancel the party. It's crucial that my identity remains a secret. Our conversations should be just between us, alright?"
Lady Ciara's jaw dropped, her face flushed, as she seemed to search the ground for something.
Reassuringly, Lady Ciara said, "Don't worry, my team and I can ensure your safety. I'm not afraid of any adversaries, Master."
Caspian hissed softly under his breath.
"Listen up! Just follow my lead. I don't mind being heavily guarded. I'm not a child, and you might not understand my intentions," he declared passionately.
"Understood."
Lady Ciara waved her hand dismissively. "See you later, Master."
"I'll be visiting my dad as well," Caspian announced.
"Alright, it's fine. These are Nox and Scorpion; they're here to protect you," she said as Nox and Scorpion bowed to Caspian.
Caspian questioned, "Do I really need a group of bodyguards?"
Lady Ciara chuckled. "Yes, you do. It's a sign of respect and places you among the elite."
Caspian sighed. "Well, I don't need a large entourage. They're just causing me trouble."
"Each of you, please leave," Caspian ordered, and his men promptly complied.
"Thank you, and have a good night," he warmly bid farewell to Lady Ciara as she gracefully departed, leaving him to savor the moment.
Taking a deep breath, he looked up at the magnificent 20-story architectural masterpiece, illuminated by the captivating 'Synergie Hotel and Resort' sign.
"I'm going to spend the night in this hotel," he mused to himself.
In the opulent lobby, Caspian felt out of place amid judgmental glances. He approached the reception desk to book a room for the night. Inside the office, he was surprised to see Arthur and Diana entering ahead of him.
As a courteous girl led Arthur and Diana to the elevator, Caspian briefly noticed a charming woman but quickly redirected his attention to his task.
A high-pitched voice nearby taunted, "The loser is back. I'll take care of him."
Caspian recognized it as Arthur's voice but remained unfazed.
Caspian narrowed his eyes and asked, "Is this a luxury hotel?" The receptionist burst into laughter, and those around her joined in.
"I'd like to reserve a room," he started, but was swiftly interrupted.
"All rooms are fully booked," she replied, leaving Caspian perplexed.
"How can you let someone in and claim there are no rooms available?" Caspian muttered, growing frustrated.
"I doubt he can afford even the smallest meal here. Look at those rags he's wearing," someone in the crowd jeered, inciting laughter.
"Nox angrily shouted, 'Shut your mouth! How dare you speak to him like that?'" Caspian intervened, preventing Nox from taking further action.
Caspian told Nox and Scorpion, "Don't lay your hands on anyone."
Caspian sternly confronted the receptionist, "You have the audacity to speak up only if I ask you to cover my expenses."
Insults and curses followed from the onlookers.
The receptionist threatened, "I'll call the police, claiming you're trying to commit a crime." She reached for the telephone.
Caspian defiantly responded, "Go ahead. I won't beg you."
"Feel free to do whatever you think is right," he added.
Nora stepped forward, declaring, "Let Master Caspian in! Are you all crazy? I'm reporting this to the hotel manager. Didn't you realize he's the owner of this hotel?" Her words silenced the room, and she approached Caspian, wearing a warm smile, determined to make amends.
Caspian's stern expression struck fear into those who had mocked him. Some fled, while others covered their faces to avoid identification.
"Sir, I couldn't help but notice you've been treated unfairly. I apologize," Nora said empathetically.
"Um! Sorry, I didn't recognize you, Master," the receptionist mumbled, kneeling down in apology.
Caspian ignored her, instead asking, "Nora, is there anything else?"
Nora pointed to a VR screen on the table displaying package options. "Our hotel offers a premium service called the 'Ultimate Experience.' It's the most expensive package, granting access to the most luxurious suites. If you're willing to pay for it, they'll provide you a room without hesitation."
Eager to enjoy the luxury he desired, he agreed to book the 'Ultimate Experience' package.
Nora handed him a fancy plastic card with a four-digit code. "Please use this card for room 580. It's the key to access our high-end rooms."
Frowning, Caspian took out his phone, opened his bank app, and initiated a transfer to cover his bill.
"Sent," Caspian told the receptionist once the transaction was complete.
"Seen, sir," the receptionist replied, her tone still shaky.
Leaving the reception area, Caspian entered the lavish suite, his earlier doubts now dispelled. The room was a paradise, with stunning views, opulent furnishings, and top-notch amenities, a stark contrast to the earlier challenges.
As he gazed out the window, Caspian marveled at the hotel's splendor. Gourmet restaurants, exclusive spas, private beaches, a private airport, and a helicopter pad - it was pure luxury, sprawled across nearly a hundred acres of land.
Caspian's footsteps thudded hard as a lady, accompanied by a team of staff members, approached him. "Young Master Caspian, welcome.""Standing before you is Emily, the hotel manager. I heard about the incident yesterday and offer my sincere apologies for the inconvenience caused by my staff.""I promise that such won't happen again," she assured him."No problem, there's no need to dwell on it," Caspian replied with a sly smile.Emily said, "But, Master, you still look offended."Caspian brushed off her concern with a dismissive sound."Trust me, I've already let go of the incident," he assured her."Can we have lunch together? I'd be glad if you could," Emily suggested as she moved closer to him."Sure, let's go," Caspian nodded in agreement. He then turned to his henchmen, Nox and Scorpion, and instructed them, "Stay here. I'll be back soon." Caspian joined Emily as they strolled toward the elevator.In just five minutes, the elevator whisked them to the fancy restaurant. Their rese
Gerald shrugged and continued, "These necklaces grant you martial arts and medical skills, along with astronomy and tech knowledge. You can even read minds and emotions.""Enjoy your meal!" Emily said, her cutlery clicking."It's delicious and mouth-watering," Gerald remarked, his nose wrinkling in delight."I see that. We've got the best chefs," Caspian said as he poured frothy drinks into two gold tumblers. They clinked their cups and sipped."Master!" Emily winced, giving Caspian a pleasant look.Caspian paused and shook his head, saying, "I'm going to compensate those chefs.""They will each receive $10,000.""I'll volunteer an additional $5,000 as the Young Master's father," Gerald declared, aiming to impress Caspian."Yeah, I'm a cook too," Caspian added.With a subtle leg cross and a gentle smile, Emily showed her appreciation to Master Caspian. Her gaze remained fixed on his face as they ate."Emily, you should take good care of Master Caspian. Remember, he is a divorcee," Ger
Arthur and Diana arrived at the strip club in his Range Rover, the cold breeze barely registering as Diana, wrapped in Arthur's hooded sweater, focused on her mounting anxiety. Their car was greeted by one of the burly bouncers who, with little ceremony, allowed them to enter.Arthur and Diana were led through the dimly lit club by armed guards, moving towards the exclusive champagne room tucked away from prying eyes.Amid her concerns about her ailing company, including the near-bankrupt Luxor Hotel, Diana couldn't fully appreciate the situation. She needed a swift plan to avert disaster, her mind racing even as they approached the guarded door."Pass?" the bouncer shouted, without waiting for an answer, and then let them through.As they approached the door, Diana frowned at Arthur. Her concerns for the failing company weighed on her, and she needed to discuss something important."Diana, are you okay?" Arthur inquired, drawing her closer.Diana's anxious expression didn't go unnoti
She raised the cocktail glass to her lips, unaware of the subtle switch Arthur had executed, her hand trembling as her nerves persisted.But then, her phone vibrated, causing her to drop her glass, her eyes fixed on the message notification that popped up on her screen. Arthur watched, uncertain if she would drink from her now-neglected cocktail.Her eyes widened as she read the words flashing across the screen, her face contorting with anger."Emergency: Mia at the hospital. Heart failure. Come ASAP.""What the heck!" she exclaimed, unable to contain her shockConcerned, Arthur asked, "What's going on, dear?"Panic surged through her like an electric jolt. Mia was her only daughter, her young girl, and the thought of her lying in a hospital bed made Diana's heart race.Diana's voice, rushed and filled with urgency, cut through the chaos. "We need to leave right now. Let's get out of here.""Arthur, it's Mia! She's at the hospital... it's a heart failure." Without waiting for Arthur's
Sirens blared as Caspian stepped out of the car, his hands cuffed by the police. In the background, Mr. Blanc, the administrative manager of the Luxor Hotel, snickered with a noticeably big grin on his face.Caspian smugly nodded at him with a pitiful glance, but it wasn't over yet. "Mr. Blanc," Caspian began, "I'll make you suffer for this."Pausing for dramatic effect, he froze Mr. Blanc mid-step. Not a single word was uttered by the policemen. No one moved until he taunted Caspian with his next words, "Can a man like you afford bail?""You, Caspian, stole money from Diana to buy these expensive clothes and necklaces," he added, bursting into laughter.Caspian replied, "Yes, I stole it, but remember, you're a thief as well. What does this have to do with you and Arthur? Are you two the ones who concocted that vile plan to embezzle funds from Luxor Hotel?"Caspian's anger flared as he disclosed classified information known only to Mr. Blanc and Arthur.This left Mr. Blanc stunned an
Caspian observed as the helicopter's blades slowly came to a halt on the helipad situated on an artificial island known as Delta Island, approximately 7.5 miles away from Elmbridge city. As he disembarked, Emily closely followed."Master Steele," she began, wincing slightly, "Shall we head to your villa?"Noticing a uniformed guard nearby, Caspian approached him, his voice brimming with authority. "Excuse me," he stated, "I'm Caspian Steele. I own a house here and would like to visit it.""Welcome, Master. We've been expecting you," the guard responded. "Your villa is located along Cedarstone Avenue. You can find a car over there." The guard gestured to a parking area.Caspian acknowledged the guard with a nod and wasted no time heading for the electric car. Emily joined him, and they swiftly set off.Although it was a short drive, Caspian couldn't help but admire the lush gardens, the bright skies, fountains, and the captivating modern architectural design along the route.Within min
Caspian was awestruck by the sprawling estate that stretched across acres of land at the Nebulon Conglomerates headquarters as he arrived with Lady Ciara and Emily. His henchmen remained close, while Scorpion and Nox followed behind. They were on their way to the towering skyscraper, a massive 60-story structure made entirely of sleek, reflective, heat-strengthened glass panels. Caspian wondered if he was truly qualified to manage such vast assets, but he knew this was just the beginning of his responsibilities."Is Xceleris Inc. located here too?" Caspian raised an eyebrow at the digital display label on the side of the skyscraper that read 'Nebulon,' with 'Xceleris Inc.' on the left and 'Steele Finance' on the right.Emily explained, "Xceleris Inc., a subsidiary of Nebulon, is an IT firm specializing in Artificial Intelligence, cloud computing, and mini-satellite innovations. Their Executive Director is Arthur Collins."Caspian inquired, "Who is the CEO of Xceleris?"Emily responde
Unbeknownst to Heather, Caspian detected her hidden sympathy for Arthur and the lie she told. He was keenly observant and sensed more beneath the surface."Our cloud assets are nearly flawless," Heather declared as Caspian and her arrived at the cloud service department.Caspian Steele appeared unimpressed. "I'm not convinced. We must enhance its security against cyber threats. Our clients' data must be impenetrable," he insisted, emphasizing tangible results over mere words.Caspian's tone turned stern. "Mere words won't suffice."Caspian left, and then Arthur Collins entered his executive office, where an ambiance of sleek sophistication welcomed him. After scanning his fingerprint to open the door, he settled at a polished wooden desk in a plush leather chair. He opened his sleek Apple laptop and began working.Arthur attempted to video call Heather but received no response. With frustration growing, he muttered, "Come on, Heather, pick up!"Contemplating alternative ways to reach