“Annoying brat?” Rene repeated, her blood boiling in anger. “Just who do you think you are to call me that?! Just because you work now, I'm supposed to give you respect?” Now that Brian stared at Rene, he realized she looked oddly familiar, and that made him even confused. Not interested in her tantrums, he proceeded into the elevator, but Rene pulled him out. Brian was stunned by the amount of strength she wielded, and out of anger, he grabbed her hand, controlling himself hard not to snap it into two. “Little girl, it's better you continue working, and ignore me. Don't get me angry.” Rene scoffed, rolling her eyes as she stared at Brian. “And who are you calling a little girl? Do you think you're old enough to give birth to me?! Hey, Brian, if respect is something you're looking for, I can never give it to you. Anyone below my standards isn't worth my respect.” she smirked. Brian clicked his tongue in anger, curious to know her identity. “So you're indirectly saying I'm below yo
Brian smirked as he stared at the young girl whose mouth was as sharp as a razor. ‘Did she just ask me to be her slave?’ he thought to himself, an amusing smile finding its way to his lips. Deep down, he already felt like teaching her a good lesson, but due to the fact that he was in a good mood, he was going to let it all slide. After all, his mother was saved. What more could he ask for? Rene's face fell when she noticed that Brian paid her no attention. Instead, he was completely focused on his thoughts. “Do you think I'm joking?” she snapped as she stared at him with a burning gaze, trying hard not to deliver a slap across his face. As a child, she was always given the princess treatment. In her home, no one dared to look down on the only heir to the Walkers Empire. Rene was a bright child, but her intelligence was tempered by a sharp tongue and a spoiled attitude. No one in her home had the guts to talk to her anyhow, and once they did, they got fired the next day. To Rene, Br
“True?” Rene repeated, her voice dripping with sarcasm. “I can bet on anything that your position would even be less than that of a mere manager. Perhaps an assistant, or even worse, a lowly junior assistant.” she added. “Anyways, I need to go now. Duty calls as I'm not as jobless as you are.” Rene said after a while as she turned to leave. “Master, it took you so long.” Albert's voice was heard as he walked towards Brian, and Rene halted in her steps. ‘Master?’ she wondered as she turned to look at Albert, her eyes filled with curiosity. Brian smiled, “Albert, I was dealing with something insignificant, but I'm here now. Is anything the matter?” he asked, referring to Rene as unimportant, but she was unusually calm. The sight In front of her was quite hard to take in, and she was having a hard time wrapping her head around it. Her heart raced and she wavered slightly, but she masked it with a smile. Perhaps Albert was also of a low class, and they were birds of the same feathers.
Rene struggled in her father's hands, slightly embarrassed by the way he dragged her inside. “Father, let go!” she snapped, but Kaiden ignored her words as his thoughts were completely occupied by something else. Rene persisted, and instead, his grip on her hands became tight; making Rene squeeze her eyes in pain. Upon reaching the receptionist, Kaiden hurriedly said, “Please, I need to see Mr Duke.” his voice was laced with urgency, and Rene wondered why. Rene remembered how the junior assistant referred to Brian as Mr Duke, but she had her doubts as that was quite impossible. Mr Duke was the owner of this huge Empire, and Brian was just an errand boy. Sure she did nothing wrong, Rene relaxed and stared at her father who was still talking to the receptionist. “What do you mean by that? Even if it's past closing hours, I need to see him. It's urgent!” Kaiden snapped, but the Receptionist wasn't concerned. She was given strict orders, and she wasn't going to break a rule just becaus
Kaiden could sense a threat from Brian's words, and he was suddenly frightened. Kaiden was completely speechless as he didn't know the response to give Brian. He valued the two options, but Brian didn't seem to care. Brian scoffed, “Mr Walker, please leave this company. I've had enough.” His voice was extremely cold and frightening, sending shivers down Kaiden's spine. “Mr Duke,” he began, his voice wavering slightly, “Please have mercy. Rene is deeply sorry.” he added, and Brian's gaze landed on Rene who seemed unconcerned, “No, she isn't. She's not even willing to accept she was wrong. That's the greatest of them all, Mr Walker. She's a spoiled brat.” he spat. Kaiden dragged Rene and forced her to kneel, “Rene, tell him you're sorry. Your future depends on this. If other companies should hear that you got rejected by the Duke's Empire after getting accepted, no one would want you as an intern.” He warned. Rene's eyes widened in surprise as she had a long time accepting the truth.
Brian made a mental note to keep it at the back of his mind, but now, he was going to spend some time with Lyra. Upon reaching his home, Lyra stood outside, looking as pretty as a lovely flower. Brian's heart skips a beat anytime he sets his eyes on Lyra, and sometimes, he's even rendered speechless by her bewitching beauty. Lyra approached him and hugged him, taking his scent in. “How was work today?” she asked, and Brian nodded, “Quite stressful, but okay.” he said as they walked inside together, their hands wrapped around each other. Getting inside, Lyra was quick to get Brian a glass of water, and offered to massage his shoulder. Brian was stunned for a minute. “What's with this treatment?” he asked, a smile plastered on his face as he stared at Lyra. Lyra blushed furiously and said, “Brian, I need a favor from you.” Brian chuckled, “So you gave me a glass of water in return for a favor?” he asked, tilting his head slightly. Lyra shook her head, stunned by Brian's question. See
Brian chuckled at the boldness of the sales assistant to hold him that way. Even if she didn't really know who he was, she wasn't supposed to treat a customer this way. He gave her an icy glare, “Take your hand off.” His voice was low and menacing, sending shivers down the young lady's spine. Immediately, she released his hands and apologized, “I'm sorry, sir. However, you can't purchase this dress. Please pick another or leave our mall.” she said politely, even when she was indirectly insulting him. Dumbfounded that the young lady asked him to leave the mall, Brian became enraged. All he wanted was to purchase a dress, and this sales assistant had the guts to humiliate him this way? Ever since he started shopping, Brian had never encountered something like this. If the dress was off the market, why place it on display? The dress was still there because they were still looking for a potential buyer. Why then was the sales assistant proving stubborn?At the same time, another lady ap
Sonia smirked, a smile coming to settle on her face as she stared at Brian as she wondered what he was trying to do. Brian ignored her and waited for about five minutes. After exactly five minutes, a young lady clad in a classy gown walked down the stairs, her hair packed in a messy bun. Helena's steps were quick, but dignified; and a frown was etched on her soft features. Earlier, she was seated calmly in her office, happily going through some files in deafening silence; but Albert's call shattered the silence. Helena was shocked to see an unknown number calling her, and it took her some time to pick it up. At the same time, before she picked up the call, her assistant barged in, concern evident in his eyes. “Miss Helena, there's a big problem.” he said urgently, and Helena placed her hands on her lips, indicating for him to keep quiet. Albert's voice rang out, “Miss Helena, this is Albert from the Dukes Empire. I'm afraid a very important person, the CEO of the Dukes Empire,
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