In Elmbridge city, despite his academic qualifications in engineering, Caspian juggled part-time roles at Luxor Hotel as a cleaner and as a delivery driver. With precision, Caspian walked into Mr. Blanc's office to claim his annual bonus. "Good afternoon, sir. I've come to collect my annual allowances," Caspian greeted. Mr. Blanc reciprocated, "How are you today?" Caspian responded, "I'm doing well, sir." Mr. Blanc extended an invitation to sit and enjoy a Glenmorangie Signet drink. "Please, take a seat. Would you like something to drink?" As they engaged in conversation, another gentleman entered, and Mr. Blanc handed him an envelope. Mr. Blanc explained, "The bonus is approved, but there are no funds right now. Come back later this week." Caspian's anger flared, sparking an argument. "The guy who just left received an envelope. How is there no money?" Mr. Blanc's voice turned threatening. "Put an end to this nonsense in my office, or I'll get you outta here." Caspian lost h
Overwhelmed, he could hardly breathe, questioning his presence in the house.With caution, Caspian opened the door. He found Amelia, his mother-in-law, and a few guests on a Bohemian-style couch. Spotting Diana's bag nearby, he deduced that she was at home.“We need you to cook for Lady Sinclair’s 80th birthday," Amelia explained.Caspian didn’t respond at first but looked skeptical before he asked, “Where will the event be held?”“Don’t worry about that, just do what I asked, okay?” Amelia replied, her head limply on the couch.Caspian apologized, “Sorry, ma’am. By the way, where is Diana….”Amelia interrupted him, saying, “Excuse me! Why are you asking about her? You’re daring me with such a foolish question.”“It’s alright, ma–”Quietly, Caspian entered the hallway that led to Diana's bedroom. He consistently heard moans of pleasure as he approached the door. His heart sank as the scent of sex polluted the atmosphere.Caspian peeked through a tiny opening in the door hinge and saw
A sigh of exasperation escaped Caspian as he glanced at the divorce agreement, his shock clear."Yes," she replied firmly, causing a deep ache in his heart."Is this how you plan to repay me, despite the vows we exchanged during our marriage?" Caspian asserted.His shattered heart and bewildered mind wrestled with the pain inflicted by the person he had once been obsessed with. Deep down, he suspected that Arthur had tainted Diana's perception of him.Diana, with determination in her voice, addressed Caspian, "Here are the divorce papers. I'm ready to proceed with the process. Can you review and sign the agreement now?""Kidding?" Caspian's body jolted with shock."No," she replied bluntly.Caspian's eyes welled up with tears as he slowly picked up the pen, struggling to accept the way everything was unraveling due to overwhelming emotions.She snorted, smirked, and demanded, "Just do it now!"Before even touching the document, his tears had already dampened it. First, Caspian signed,
"Y-yeah, I'm doing just fine. But my parents are dead, and... I never knew myself to be the Master." Caspian's jaws dropped in astonishment, his words shaking. "You got lucky. Your parents had been looking for you to become the next heir to the family," the lady said sympathetically before looking at him from head to toe. "Are you sure I'm the person you are looking at?" Caspian narrowed his eyes. She nodded, "Exactly!" "Your dad, Gerald, is still alive," she admitted, trying to convince him. Caspian blinked, at a loss for words. "I think that might just be his phantom," he replied. "Gerald Williams, in his septuagenarian age, is one of the most influential and flirty billionaires that controls the world economy." "The business subsidiaries he owns cover a wide range of industries, such as oil and energy, the Internet, entertainment and tourism, logistics, luxuries, manufacturing, real estate, and finance. His assets exceed a mind-boggling $5 trillion, with a net worth of over h
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
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