As everyone stared at Logan, wondering why he would say something like that, he grinned, “Why are you making a fuss over this nonentity? Is he really that important? I don't think there's anything worth respecting about him.” Brian's gaze was extremely frosty as he glared at Logan, “Are you sure? You're quite bold, Logan.” he said as he picked up his phone to dial Albert’s number. Logan smirked, “Do you think an ordinary phone call can scare me?” He turned to his men and ordered coldly, “Get that lady here now!” He spat. At the same time, Albert's voice rang out, “Master, is anything the problem?” he asked politely. Logan paused in his tracks, his brows furrowed in confusion. Isn't that Albert's voice? Brian then said, “Albert, Logan seems to be doubting me. Teach him a lesson?” Albert nodded and immediately hang up the call. Logan stared at Brian and laughed, “Are you trying to scare me? That's not going to work. I'm not easily deceived, errand boy.” he said confidently. Few minu
Few days later, After arresting Logan Pierce, Brian was quite proud of himself. Marcus quit working at the Diadem Holdings to take care of his wife. Since Jane was fired, It was required for Brian to have a new boss. Deep down, Brian wished for his new boss to be better than Jane. At the same time as he was working on a file, a young man strode in. He was dressed neatly, and his face was extremely cold. Brian frowned. His boss was a man this time? As he approached Brian, his brows furrowed in confusion, “You must be the Junior assistant.” Silas said as he gazed at Brian, and Brian nodded, “Yes sir.” Silas sighed, “Alright. We have a lot of work to do. Meet me in my office.” he said as he walked into his office which was at the back of Brian's designated desk. Silas sat down calmly and turned to Brian, “I'm sure you must have heard that the Blueprint is already completed? They're presently building the model, and we'll be required to test everything about it. I'm sure you know that
Brian hung up the call with James, a Tycoon 6 member, and turned to Frank with a determined look. "I'm leaving New field City, Frank. The Duke's Empire is in a mess, and I need to take control of the situation."Frank nodded in understanding. "I'll take care of things here, Henry. But be careful, this is a deliberate attempt to ruin your reputation and take you down."Brian's face set in a firm resolve. "I won't let them win, Frank. I'll clear my name and restore investor confidence. The Duke's Empire will not go down without a fight."With a swift nod, Brian turned and left Frank's office, his mind racing with strategies and ways to tackle them. He knew the road ahead would be tough, but he was determined to protect the Duke Empire and his reputation.As he arrived at the airport, Brian's phone rang again. This time, it was Albert, his trusted butler. "Master, the situation is getting worse. The board of directors is demanding your presence and investors are pulling out left and righ
Brian, determined to clear his name, began to gather evidence by tracking the IP address of the person that posted the image. While he was on it, he ordered the public relations team to post a statement on the Duke's Empire official page. “Regarding the recent image circulating online, we would like to assure the public that the photo in question has been conclusively proven to be photoshopped and is entirely fabricated. Our CEO, Brian Duke, is innocent of any wrongdoing as he is the victim here. We understand the gravity of the situation and want to assure our valued customers, investors, and partners that we take these matters extremely seriously. We are working closely with authorities and experts to identify the source of this disinformation and bring those responsible to justice.In the meantime, we ask that the public refrain from spreading rumors and respect the truth. Our CEO, Brian Duke has always been committed to upholding the highest standards of integrity and ethics, a
In a well furnished building, Rodger had a delighted grin on his face as he stared at Martin, who was thanking him from the bottom of his heart. “That's okay. This is just the beginning. Let's just hope this plays, and that Brian would never counterattack this plan. If that should happen, I'm afraid there's nothing else I can do.” Rodger said calmly. Martin's furrowed his brows in confusion, “Boss, what do you mean? You promised to destroy Brian to the end. Why are you saying this?” Maya turned to Martin, her face twisted in an ugly scowl, “How dare you question him!” she snapped. Frightened, Martin immediately lowered his gaze, “I'm sorry, boss.” he whispered. Rodger turned to Maya, giving her an assuring gaze, “It's okay.” He then said, “I know I promised to help you destroy Brian to the end, but I'll have to let that go because I've found a better offer.” Martin's heart skipped a beat, “A better offer? A better offer than mine? You want to kick me out of the boat?” he asked, his
The next day, Brian resumed work early, his mind completely occupied by the recent issues with his company. As soon as he stepped into his office, Albert walked in, reminding him of his meeting with the directors and some investors. Brian placed his hands on his forehead, his frustration palpable. “I'm on this matter. I'll resolve it today. Can't I have some time for myself?” he asked, his voice laced with anger. Albert lowered his head, bowing slightly, “I'm sorry master. Perhaps the meeting should be postponed.” he suggested and Brian nodded, “That would be better. I need to hear from Silas before I proceed.” Albert nodded and turned to leave. Brian sat down calmly, his mind disturbed by the image upsetting the public and ruining his reputation. He knew someone was planning to kick him out of his position, but who? Who would dare to scheme something that huge? As Brian was still thinking about the entire matter, Silas knocked on the door gently and entered, a frown etched on his
Brian's heart raced as he asked his mother what was going on, but she just told him, "I just need to talk to you, my son. I'm quite worried." Her voice was laced with concern, and Brian could sense the urgency in her tone.Without hesitation, Brian left the company and headed to his mother's residence. He couldn't shake off the feeling that something was seriously amiss.As he arrived at her residence, he saw his mother sitting calmly in the living room. Her face was etched with worry, and she looked quite disturbed. "Mother, what's going on?" Brian asked, his voice filled with concern.But before she could respond, Brian entered the house and saw his mother slicing an apple gently. "Mother?" Brian called out softly, his eyes fixed on her.She looked up, a hint of a smile on her face, and told him to come closer. Brian's heart still raced with anticipation, wondering what she wanted to talk to him about."Brian, my dear son, I know you're strong and capable, but I can't help but worr
Brian's eyes flashed with anger, his heart pounding in his chest. “Don't use my mother to get at me!” He roared, “Come to me instead!” The person on the other line chuckled, delighted by Brian's frustration, “So you can get riled up this quickly?” Harry said, his voice altered by the voice changer, making it unrecognizable. “Brian, this is just the beginning. I'll make sure to make your life miserable.” Filled with rage, Brian's pushed all the files on his desk to the ground, his body trembling from anger, ”Don't you dare lay your hands on my mother!” He snapped. “I'm the one you want! Leave her alone!” Harry laughed out loud, enjoying the tension in the air. “You think I won't touch her? If I don't touch her, how am I supposed to make your life miserable?” he asked, pulling Brian mother's hair, making her cry out loud. “Brian, just do whatever he says. Don't make him angry.” Victoria, Brian's mother whimpered, her voice laced with fear. Brian became alarmed, his heart thumping
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