Tyla laughed out loud, her body shaking slightly, “And why would I lie?” she asked, leaning closer to Marissa whose face was twisted in an ugly scowl. “Do you think your husband is the only one that's financially stable?!” she snapped, her eyes blazing with fury as she glared at Marissa. “Ha” Marissa breathed, using her fingers to brush her hair to the other side, “Then prove it.” she smiled, “Prove to us that your husband is still standing on his feets. Prove to us that your husband hasn't been crumbled completely by his father!”Tyla swallowed nervously, but it wasn't evident on her face. She flipped the card calmly and grinned, “Fine. I'll prove it to you.” she said slowly and walked towards an assistant who was in charge of attending to customers . “I want to purchase that dress.” Tyla said confidently as she pointed at a beautifully decorated red gown which stood out in the mall. On the other hand, her hands were shaking slightly, her heart racing as she wondered, ‘What if ther
Few days later, Anna finally started her new job as Brian's spy. Dressed in a baseball cap and black jeans, Anna headed out, her hair packed in a neat ponytail. As she stepped her foot outside, she brought out her phone and checked the location again, making sure she wasn't going in the wrong direction. Coincidentally, his place wasn't quite far from hers. It was just a ten minute walk, so Anna decided to jog along the way. Upon reaching his place, she was stunned to find out that he was just living in a simple, but comfortable house. “Isn't he a spy?” Anna wondered as she stared at his house. It was normal for spies to get more money, and be very successful in that field. As long as they were willing to provide useful information, their boss would go to any length to satisfy them. Why then was he living so averagely? As she moved closer, she suddenly heard a strange sound. Marcus smashed a glass of water on the ground, his body trembling from anger. He tightened his grip around hi
Marcus grinned as he recalled how Logan gave him a job. And through that job, he also realized Logan was part of a deadly mafia gang. That explains why he was always feared by all his subordinates. Ever since then, Logan had been threatening Marcus with his good deeds, forcing him to do unthinkable things. Marcus was completely fed up, so when another mission came up, he refused completely. Logan was furious, and with this, he kidnapped his wife. Logan smiled, surprised his once timid worker was now bold. “Marcus, tell me, how did this happen? Huh? You son of a bitch! We're this close to getting the blueprint and you're acting this way? Ah!” Logan still had a smile plastered on his face, but his body was trembling from anger. All he asked was for Marcus to speed up the process, or get something that would restore the Storm Motors co-operation. The company was gradually going down, and it was driving Logan insane. “Marcus,” Logan called coldly, his grip around his phone becoming tigh
After working for a while, Brian left his office and decided to tell Frank about what he found out last night. Brian knocked gently and waited outside for a while. “Come in,” Frank said curtly, and Brian stepped in. “Henry,” Frank said softly and stood up to adjust the curtains, not wanting anyone to peek and try to eavesdrop on their conversation. “Anything new?” Brian nodded, “Frank, this piece of information I got last night is really huge.” he began, and Frank leaned closer, “What's that?” Brian frowned, “Marcus is being threatened. His boss kidnapped his wife just to have him work as his spy. Marcus might have refused from the very beginning, but his boss used his wife to force him into it.” he said in one breath, still finding it hard to wrap his head around it. However, this has only made the plan easier, and Brian was quite satisfied. Frank furrowed his brows, “So Marcus is being forced? That explains why he's so desperate for information.” he concluded and Brian nodded. B
“Yes, revenge,” Maya said softly as she stared at Martin who was slightly confused. “Why are you promising me revenge? Do I know you? And who do you think I want to have revenge on?” Maya simply ignored his unreasonable questions and walked towards Rodger, whose face never cracked for even a split second. He was extremely cold, and it was frightening. Martin gulped nervously and approached Rodger, the bartender sighing in relief. Upon reaching his presence, Martin could feel an oppressive aura emanating from Rodger, almost forcing him to bow. “Martin Scott,” Rodger said slowly as he placed his glass of wine on the table. “I'm quite sure you don't know me”“Have a seat,” Maya said softly and Martin sat down calmly, his gaze lingering on Rodger. “You promised me revenge. How do you know I want revenge?” he asked after a while, since Rodger and Maya weren't ready to start the conversation. Maya turned to Rodger, “My boss over here knows everything merely by looking at you. He knows how
In the design room of Diadem Holdings, Tom was fully immersed in his work, pouring all his energy into the blueprint for the revolutionary self-driving car powered by Artificial intelligence for months. Countless hours of research and design had brought him almost close to completion. "Almost done,” he whispered softly, a smile spreading across his face. “Just a few more tweaks and the Apex would be ready to change the world.”With an intense focus, he calculated complex algorithms and with the help of the designer, they designed the car's cutting-edge features. As he diligently continued working on the blueprint, someone stepped into the office, “Mr Tom, the CEO needs to see you. Concerning the Apex, he's asking how far you are with it.” Tom smiled, “I'll just come with the Blueprint and show him my progress. I only need to adjust some things on it, and after that, we just need to build it and test it.” Getting up, he placed the Blueprint securely under his arms and followed the y
Moments later, Brian hurriedly left Frank's office. Upon reaching Marcus's office, he knocked gently but he received no response. “Hello, Mr Marcus..” Brian said, continuously knocking on the door as he eagerly waited for Marcus to respond. A few seconds later, Marcus opened up the door, “what do you want?” he asked, his anger palpable. Brian smiled, pushing the door open, “Why don't you let me in first? I think I might have the solution to your problem.” Marcus furrowed his brows, “What do you mean?” he asked, slamming the door shut. “Did I tell you I have a problem?!” Brian pulled out a chair for himself and sat down calmly, “I know you have a problem.” He began, “I know everything that's bothering you.” Marcus grinned and sat down, “Do you think you're in the right position to say this? You're a mere assistant. No, you're not even a mere assistant but a Junior assistant. What good can you do?” A smile curled up on Brian's lips as he gazed at Marcus, “I don't think it's right to
Brian leaned in, his eyes locked intensely on Marcus's anxious face, his voice taking on a reassuring tone. "Here's the plan, Marcus. We'll create a fake Blueprint, one that looks authentic enough to fool even the smartest people, your boss. We'll make sure it's convincing, with all the right markings and details, but ultimately, it will be a fake."Marcus's brow furrowed in concern, his heart racing in fear. "What's the point of that? He'll just keep my wife until he verifies it's the real thing. If he should discover it's a fake then my wife is doomed."Brian nodded, understanding Marcus's worries. "Exactly, Marcus. That's how Mafia bosses like Logan Pierce operate. He'll want to test it and make sure it's legitimate before releasing your wife. And that's when we'll make our move. We'll use this fake Blueprint as bait, to lure him into a trap."Marcus's eyes widened as understanding dawned on him, his face etched with a mix of hope and fear. Brian then said, "You'll put a tracker o