Brian followed Frank closely, checking the building from time to time. After a while, he then said, “My father must have spent a lot on this company. I'm still surprised not a lot of people know this company is actually a branch of the Duke's Empire.” Frank nodded, “Yes, Mr Duke. I've only spent a few days here, and I must say, this company is one of a kind. Opening up the door to his office, “Please come inside.” Brian stepped in, appreciating the sophisticated decor of Frank's office. After all, he was the vice chairman. Brian sat down calmly on a couch, turning to Frank who brought a glass of water for him, “Mr Duke, from now, I'll have to stop calling you Mr Duke. I'll call you by your new name so we don't expose ourselves, sir.” “That's fine by me.” Frank then said, “Your job as a Junior assistant has already been settled. I asked you to come so you could just start work immediately. About the receptionist, I'm sorry you had to go through that on your first day.” Brian chuck
The next day, Brian resumed work early, drinking only a glass of tea before leaving home. Entering the company, he had everyone's eyes on him for his ridiculous way of dressing. In the real sense,Brian preferred to dress in cheap clothes, so as not to draw attention to himself. For someone who wears cheap clothes, no one would suspect he has a motive, or raise some suspicion about him.When he reached his designated desk, he chuckled softly. There in the Duke's Empire, his office was the biggest in the company. The interior decor, the chairs, and everything in it were of the highest quality. And here, he was only given a desk. Not even an office. After settling down, his boss, Jane, called for him a few minutes later. Brian hurriedly got up on his feet and went inside her office. “Good morning ma” he said softly, bowing his head slightly. Jane didn't acknowledge his greeting, instead she pointed at a pile of files, “Henry, these files contain everything about our products. As you al
Jane walked majestically out of her office, holding a single file in her hands. Turning to Brian, “Henry, let's go for the meeting.” she said, and Brian got up and trailed after her. On their way to the meeting room, Jane warned, “Henry, don't embarrass me there. Instead, when you don't know something, just keep quiet. Do you get that?” Brian simply gave a quick nod and continued tailing after her. Entering the meeting room, a few executives were already seated, so it seemed like Jane came a bit late. Her face turned red in embarrassment as she bowed her head slightly, “I'm sorry everyone for coming late. Let's proceed.” she said as she walked over to an empty seat. However, everyone's eyes were on Brian who obediently sat down beside her. Immediately he sat down, everyone stifled out a laugh. Pointing at Jane, “He must be your assistant. Didn't you tell him junior assistants can't sit while a meeting is going on? Why is he trying to embarrass you this much?” an elderly man said. H
Brian then said, “Sir, I didn't take your money, so I'm not going to admit it.” The CEO of Diadem Holdings, James, then said, “I've only been away for a few days, and you've turned the meeting room into a battleground to attack people?” His voice was extremely cold and frosty, sending shivers down everyone's spine. The old man, George then sat down reluctantly, still glaring angrily at Brian. Brian stood by the sides, wondering if everyone in this company was used to accusing people for no reason. As that matter wasn't that important, he waved it aside and focused on fishing out the spy, Marcus who he caught earlier. Frank's gaze landed on Brian, giving him a pleading look but Brian wasn't even looking at him. He was focused on his mission, the only reason he came to Diadem Holdings. James then said, “Good day everyone. It's been a long time, how's work coming up? Diadem Holdings has been slacking off lately, and I don't quite like that.” “We need a new model, one that would make
“Old guy? Which old guy?” Frank asked, slightly confused by Brian's statement. Brian had a sullen look on his face as he recalled how George embarrassed him in the presence of everyone. Turning to Frank, “That brat that accused me of stealing. I want you to teach him a lesson.” Frank nodded, “I'll make sure I teach him a lesson, you don't have to worry about him. George is used to causing trouble with employees he doesn't like. He's a sly man. Very cunning and dubious.” Waving that aside, Brian then said, “About the spy I told you, about, we really need to do something about it.” his voice was laced with urgency, as he knew that they were up to no good. Frank nodded, “Yes. We'll find a way to put the bug inside his office so we can get to know whatever they're up to before it's too late.”“But how?” Brian asked, narrowing his eyes as he thought of a reasonable plan, but nothing was forthcoming. Suddenly, an insane idea dropped in his mind, a sly smile curling up his lips, “We’ll
Brian stared at the lady, stunned by the words she just blurted out. “Brian Duke or Henry Anderson?” She wouldn't have known unless… Brian's gaze turned cold, “So you have my ID and business card?” He asked, his voice cold and frosty, sending shivers down Anna's spine. “Y..yes yes..” she stuttered, reaching out for her wallet to bring out the card. With the cards in her hands, she then said, “Mr Duke, please I need your help. I've brought you your ID and business card. Don't you think you should reward me?” Brian chuckled slightly, his eyes filled with amusement as he gazed at Anna, “Don't you remember? You claimed that I was just using my boss's card to show off. Don't you know how degrading it is to come back to beg the same person?” he asked, his voice raising slightly. “Give me my property and leave.” He snapped and Anna shivered. Not wanting to lose the opportunity in front of her, she suddenly burst into tears. “Mr Duke, my mother…my mother is in the hospital. I need..need som
“More than one spy working for different companies? That's impossible!” Frank breathed, his eyes widening as he thought of the possibility of Brian's words. Since it was from an important source, it was definitely true. “How are we going to fish them all out?” Frank added as he stared intently at Brian, somewhat shocked and confused.Brian sighed, “Let's just focus on who Marcus is working for. Once we're able to win Marcus to our side, finding other spies should be easy.” “Alright.” Frank simply said. Getting up to leave, Brian then said, “I need to go now. Jane would probably be waiting for me.” “Alright.”As Brian was walking through the hall, he was surprised to see George standing, like he was waiting for someone. “Thief, we meet again,” he grumbled, approaching Brian with anger burning in his eyes. “I've never lost to any employee before. You were only lucky because the CEO stepped in at that moment. If not because of him, you would have been sacked by now!” he growled. Bria
“Lilian!” George snapped, but she ignored him, frightened by Frank's presence. “Mr Frank..I..I can explain “ He added, turning to Frank who had a stern expression on his face. “There's nothing you need to explain.” Frank said coldly, “You're fired.” he added and George's face cracked slightly, beads of perspiration forming on his skin, “You can't fire me!” He yelled. pointing towards Lilian, whose expression was messed up, “We did this together. Why am I the only one being punished?!”“What did we do together? Mr George please!” Lilian snapped, her eyes blazing with anger as she glared at him. Frank grinned, “So you're going to deny it? How smart.” “You're fired too.” He said coldly and turned around to leave, leaving Lilian and George in their bewildered state. George glared at Brian, but his job was much more important,so he tailed after Frank, and so did Lilian. “Please.. we promise not to try something like this again.” George whispered, his eyes swirling with a thousand emotions
The warmth of the sun caressed Brian's skin with half his body inside a pool. His hair, damp with water clung to his neck like a second skin while the sound of laughter filled the air. Right next to the pool was a garden filled with so many flowers, It looked unreal. The air was peaceful, calm and serene. He turned to his wife who basked in the sunlight, her skin glowing with youthfulness. In her arms were Ginny and George as she sat next to the garden. She stared at her kids with so much love, her heart filled with content. These past few months had been the best time of her life. Since Tyla was serving her time in prison, she got her company back. Now, Lyra was the chairwoman of Brooks Empire. That's right, she changed the name back to the initial name, and the crumbing company became better under her supervision. “Lyra, are the kids asleep? Don't you want to have fun in the pool?” Brian raised his voice, calling Lyra’s attention as he floated in the pool. Rather than settling do
Tyla tried to resist, but she was still dragged away harshly in the presence of all her employees. They all mocked her, glad that her end was finally here. Tyla cried and begged, but all her cries fell on deaf ears. A few days later after the chaos in Ashton Hills, Lawrence foyer, emerged as the winner of the presidential election, all thanks to Brian and his hard work as well. To thank Brian for everything, he decided to hold a banquet in Brian's name. Lyra strode into the hall with a wide smile on her lips. Her raven-dark hair cascaded down her waist in wavy curls, and the emerald gown she was putting on accentuated her hourglass figure. Her nanny walked right behind her with her kids, Ginny and Georgia, and Lyra couldn't ask for more. She turned to her husband, Brian who walked right beside her, his blue boraldo suit bringing out his striking features. His hair was styled like he should be on the cover of a magazine. His steps were slow, but powerful. Merely by walking, he comma
Dracula was able to escape Duncan's wrath, but Duncan couldn't care less. He was only concerned about the election and the success of it. The presidential election was taking place in Ashton Hills and several other cities across the country. Duncan was nervous and so was Austin, but since they had already bribed, threatened and forced several people, they relaxed a little. A few days ago, Duncan had asked one of his men to check if Brian was really in a critical condition and yes, It was true.Brian was presently in the hospital, bound to several machines because his life was on the line. Duncan couldn't be more excited. Immediately after winning the election, he would instruct his men to finish him up. Right now, the election could proceed with Brian out of the way. Austin walked out of his building, shoulders raised, head held high. He was nervous, but deep down he knew he was going to emerge as the winner. While the election was taking place across all states and cities in the co
In the dead of the night, Brian's car sped down the highway. His bodyguards were positioned in the front of his car. As the car moved smoothly, suddenly, the driver noticed the image of two vehicles from the rear mirror, chasing their vehicle with all their might. Brian's driver, Alex, tightened his grip on the steering and said “Mr Duke, we're being followed.” “What?” Brian asked, slightly confused. After a hectic day at work, he wasn't really ready to encounter such a problem. He placed his hands on his forehead and sighed, “Are you sure about this, Alex?” Alex checked the rear mirror again and confirmed his suspicion, “I'm very sure sir. They're closing in on us.” he continued, stepping on the accelerator. Brian leaned back in his chair, “Alert the other bodyguards about the situation and drive in circles. Going home now is not an option.”Alex nodded, clicked on a button and alerted the bodyguards in front of them. Brian watched as Alex stepped on the accelerator, speeding on t
North Ashton Hills, Members of the dancing 9 were seated around the table, each of their faces filled with dread. Several years of planning, training, working, went down the drain because of Brian Duke. Yes, they had planned to threaten people but Brian was still blocking their path. Duncan slammed his fists on the desk, his skin flushed from anger. He shook his head, “Brian really thinks he can get away with this.” his voice rang out, dripping with venom, “Can you believe he ordered his people to dig out our past?”“What?!” One of the members spat, a look of terror plastered on his face, “He’s digging out our past? What if he gets evidence against us? What then are we going to do?” he added, his eyes fixed on Duncan. Another member turned to Tyla, “You're the reason for this, you b*tch! You've brought this upon us. It's because of your greed, that's why that bastard is after us.” she seethed. Tyla clenched her fists, “How dare you say that to me?! If not for my company, the group
A man opened up the car for Lawrence, and as soon as he alighted from the car, about three to five men accompanied him to the coffee shop. In locations like these, Lawrence looked like the king among mere mortals with his commanding presence. His men stood on guard outside while he pushed the door and walked into the coffee shop.A few days ago, a senator contacted him and told him about Duncan's threats. At first, Lawrence couldn't believe it. He knew Duncan was bringing people to his side, but he never thought Duncan would threaten people to side with Austin. Not until Mike told him about his wife's condition. Mike explained the whole situation to Lawrence, and Lawrence was determined to rescue his wife from the claws of Duncan. Mike couldn't do any other thing than trust the president's words. Working with Duncan was like working with the devil himself. Even after doing all they want, they might still kill his wife in cold blood. He wasn't ready to experience that. Sighting Brian
Ever since the incident that happened during the campaign, Duncan had never had a moment of rest. Apart from how fast Lawrence was progressing, Brian also became stronger with each passing day. If threatening people would bring stronger people to his side, Duncan was determined to find their weakness and use it against them. Seated in a young senator's office, Duncan crossed his legs as his lips curled into a grin, “Mike Harrison, senator of Blackwoods state.” he began, leaning closer to take in his features. Mike had raven dark hair and pale green eyes. Striking features that would charm any lady. He looked like a soft man who wouldn't be able to withstand any pressure. It was exactly the kind of person Duncan was in need of. Weak and vulnerable people. Since Brian and the president were forcing his people to stop working with him, he might as well form alliances with new people. Mike was his new target. He was only a senator, but he had influence like the governor of a whole stat
As the election date moved closer, Lawrence, the president and Brian, worked hand in hand to ensure that the position didn't fall into the wrong hands. It was a sunny afternoon; the trees were green, the air clean and the sky was bright. It was the perfect time to have a campaign, and rather than holding it in Halls, Lawrence held it in a public space, where people moved around freely. There were free drinks, free food and there was no discrimination. People of different status were welcomed, each of them dressed in their best outfits. Lawrence stood on the podium with a microphone in his hands. Rather than having a robotic speech that would bore people, Lawrence conveyed his heartfelt message towards the people. He promised them a brighter future, a better world where everyone would be treated equally. Even though he was the incumbent president, there were still some mistakes he made and so, he assured the people he would keep to his word and amend his mistakes. While Lawrence co
Due to the president's words, Killian did his personal research on the dancing 9, but he realized that It was quite hard to get anything on the group. However, that only fueled his desire to know more, especially why they wanted the presidential position. Few days into the search, Killian confirmed the president's words. The dancing 9 was indeed a group who was involved in illegal activities.Killian had no idea that he had been working with desperate people. People who would kill to get a certain position. If not for the president, he would have been in the dark for ages. Few minutes later, a waiter walked towards him with a tray. He bowed towards Killian, “Good day, sir. I would like to take your order.” Slowly, Killian raised his head to meet the waiter’s eye, “I'm expecting someone soon. I'll take my order once he arrives.” His voice was soft, polite, and unconsciously, the waiter's lips curled into a smile. Killian had a meeting with Austin at this particular restaurant. Howev