“Didn't you hear me? Beg him!” Hudson snapped as he glared at her, making her heart twist in pain. For years, her husband had never looked at her that way. The fact that it was in a public place made it even worse. With everyone staring at her, Marietta wondered if she would be able to utter the words. Apologize? In the presence of everyone? Marietta shook her head, her fists tightly clenched by her sides. Even if she was going to lose everything, she would still preserve her dignity. The humiliation was just too much. With her hair a bit messy, and the patch on her dress, Marietta looked like someone who had been maltreated. Her eyes were puffy and her cheeks stinged with pain. From time to time, she would rub the spot, hoping to ease herself of the pain, but the one in her heart was too intense. She couldn't handle the disdainful glances everyone was throwing at her. As they pointed at her, it seemed like they were mocking her deep down. She badly felt the urge to stand and leave
The next day, As the staff was likely to be hidden in his father's house, Brian decided to search for it. Upon getting there, the few maids who ensured the house was in the right shape came out to greet their new master. Brian smiled at them as he walked inside, holding the file tightly in his arms. Albert walked right behind him and sighed, “Master, we should start looking for the staff so we can return to the company.” he advised and Brian nodded. He placed the file on a table and looked at the blueprint. He placed his hand on the small spot, “I feel like it's a hidden room that can only be found if we click on something. The room can only be revealed once we step on something, but what? It looks like it's a separate part of the house, but I have a feeling that it's right inside this living room.” He stated as he turned to look at Albert. Albert stared at the file, “Master, this house is really huge. Checking everywhere will take days, but we can start from somewhere. We can che
“Just shut it!” Martin yelled, his fury palpable. “If you don't have something else to say, then just forget about it. That's my plan and that's final. I'm definitely going to get the Duke's Empire, and when I do, I'll watch Brian beg for mercy.” he said, his lips stretching to a lopsided grin.Tyla stared at Martin and smirked, “Just don't drag me into your problems.” she warned as she turned to leave, angered by Martin's unreasonable plan. Thinking of acquiring the Duke's Empire that way is like a death wish, and for someone like Martin to try, he was definitely going to get himself in trouble. Leaving the Scotts Empire, she went back to the brooks building. As she elegantly walked inside, she watched as Lady Elizabeth continued staring at a blank space. She grinned. Lady Elizabeth had not forgotten about what Brian did to her at her birthday celebration. Each time she remembers, it's either she picks up a glass and smashes it on the ground, or screams out loud. She was like a tic
Brian's eyes turned cold as he stared at the young man. If he heard him well, was he indirectly asking him to step down for the so-called manager? Just when he had already wasted about thirty minutes of his time? “What are you trying to say?” Brian asked, his voice cold and frosty as he stared at the stylist, “Are you asking me to wait till this guy over here is done?” The stylist chuckled, wondering what was going on in Brian's mind. Could he have lost a bolt or a screw? Why was he spouting out nonsense? He forced a smile on his face, “Yes, Mr. This person here isn't just a guy. He's the manager of the foyer group of companies. Please treat him with respect.” he said, pointing at Daniel who had an aloof expression on his face. He checked his wrists and deliberately showed Brian the wristwatch. It was like he was indirectly telling Brian, “Check it out and wait. We're not in the same league” Brian smirked. Just when he thought he had seen it all. He was the CEO of the Duke's Empire
Brian turned to look at Daniel, a frown etched on his features. He wondered if everyone had the same mentality as the so-called idiot who was standing in front of him. Daniel must have thought Brian was a normal person who came for a haircut. He stared back at Brian with the same intense gaze. Brian smirked, “You just lost your last opportunity.” his voice was cold and frosty, just like the look in his eyes. He would have left the place without doing anything, but now that the manager had called him back, he was definitely going to teach them a lesson. “My opportunity?” Daniel asked, an amusing smile plastered on his lips, “Do you think you're in the right position to mention opportunity?” He checked out Brian's outfit and chuckled, “A fake?” he asked as he tilted his head. Daniel placed his finger on his chin and smirked, “It's definitely a fake. Let's not take this matter too far. You're free to leave.” he added as he walked towards the chair to sit, “Or you can stand as a body g
“Thirty thousand dollars won't feed my pets for a week.” Brian grinned as he stared at Daniel, “It won't feed me..for three days. That's just peanuts.” He voiced his thoughts. It was high time Daniel stopped feeling like the whole world was beneath his feet. How would someone brag over thirty thousand dollars? Daniel had a hard time believing Brian's words. Although he had his doubts, but he tried to convince himself. Why would someone who received millions monthly come to a place like this? This place was totally below his status! Daniel eyed Brian suspiciously, “You're such a pathetic liar!” he spat. “I wonder why…”His words were cut off when the young stylist gasped, his eyes widening in terror. The black business card with him, he read the words a million times before it sank in. Even then, he couldn't wrap his head around the truth. His heart raced in his chest and his legs suddenly felt weak. He found it hard to breathe as he stared at the business card. He dropped it on the
“Mr Duke, please I'm pleading with you. Please have mercy on me.” Daniel whispered as tears gathered in his eyes. Never in his life had he felt so embarrassed. Even as he never planned to beg Brian, now that his job was at stake, he had no choice than to do that. For months he heard people talk about Brian Duke and how frightening he was. They talk about how strict he was with work, and how people feared him across Ashton Hills. He made a mental note not to offend the so-called man, but who would have known he was bound to meet his doom? It angered him to no end that he had to embarrass himself In Front of the stylist. After all, he had bragged several times In Front of the young boy. Sometimes, he would just mention huge amounts of money just to watch him gasp in awe. Daniel liked it whenever people rain praises on him, even when it was for something he never had. Brian rolled his eyes, angered by Daniel's actions. If one were to step in when Daniel was pleading, they would have t
Taken aback, Jones Fries stared at Brian, wondering why he was quick to reject their proposal. If he was right, Brian had mentioned his manager which meant they knew each other; but why was Brian so hostile? “Mr Duke, you should at least check through my file. I believe my company is good enough to partner with the Duke Empire.” he said confidently. “Good enough?” Brian repeated, his eyes narrowed as he watched the old man, “The Foyer group of companies is certainly not good enough. One, I've never heard of the company which shows that it's just developing. Partnering with you wouldn't get me any profits, and you know it. All you want is to ride on the fame of the Duke Empire to increase your popularity, when the Duke Empire would be getting nothing in return.” Brian said in one breath, watching the Old man's expression change from that of anger to shock. Brian had analyzed everything before he even checked through the file. Jones smiled. No wonder people say Brian Duke was extreme
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