“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
Daniel bit his lips, wondering what he had done to deserve a slap from his boss. He lowered his gaze as he placed his palm on his cheeks, the burning pain causing some discomfort. He thought long and hard on why Jones came back with such a stern look, but he came up with nothing. Daniel parted his lips, wanting to utter a word but Jones beat him to it, “Why are you hell-bent on ruining my life, you bastard?!” he seethed, his anger palpable. “What on earth have I done to you? The last opportunity I had to make things right, you've taken it all away. How dare you?!” he added as he moved closer, making Daniel take a step back unconsciously. Confused, he wondered what his boss, Jones, was talking about. Jones wasn't a person who would just lay false accusations at his employees. He wasn't a person who was always nice either. Jones was a strict man. A man all the staff were wary of. The old man had a smile that made people turn in their seats, fumbling with their hands as they avoided his
On the other hand, Brian walked into his father's home, a feeling of nostalgia rushing in. The childhood memories he had were still fresh, but it was cut short. After all, that bastard woman had torn him apart from his father. Not wanting to occupy his mind with the things of the past, he walked towards the basement, hoping he would find the staff this time. “Master, be careful!” Albert gasped as Brian stepped on a certain part, causing a small room to appear in sight. Both of them looked at each other, shocked and surprised by what just happened. Was this the hidden room, or another trick made by his father? Either way, he was definitely going to check what was in there. There wasn't much time left, and finding the staff was his priority. “Master, are we really going there?” Albert asked as he stared at the room which had a narrow opening. The room was created in such a way that only one person could go in at once. If two people tried to force their way in, it would only lead to th
Brian traced the written words with his finger tips, his brows furrowed in confusion. He stared at the words for seconds, wondering why he couldn't understand it. If it was the location of the vault, then he had to understand what was written there as soon as possible. Brian turned to Albert, showing him the staff, “Do you understand what's written here?” he asked, hoping Albert would know a thing or two. Just when he thought everything was over, he still had the mystery of the vault to solve. Albert shook his head as he stared at the staff, “I don't understand what's written there, master.” he said politely. Brian sighed, disappointed they couldn't understand the words on the staff. As time wasn't on their side, Brian decided to act fast about it, but first he would make sure the staff was safe. “Let's leave this place. It's almost dinner time. I need to take my wife out tonight.” Brian said with a smile, making Albert chuckle. “You must be really happy about this staff, Master.”
Nadia strode in, her head held high as she acted like she owned the place. After spending a few years in China, she was glad to finally be back home. Breathing the air of Ashton hills, she was filled with joy. The town where she had many memories, good and bad ones. Sighting a familiar figure, she squinted her eyes, wondering if it was actually the person she thought it was. “Brian and Lyra?” she muttered below her breath as she walked closer, but doubt slowly filled her heart when she saw the expensive outfit of the beautiful couple. “Brian, please.” Lyra laughed at a joke Brian said, and then, Nadia knew they were the ones, but what was with the pretense? Why was Brian dressed in an expensive suit and not his usual degraded clothes? Just because he took Lyra on a date? Nadia scoffed, rolling her eyes in anger as she glared at the couple. Lyra was her friend, someone she was so close to. Just when she was about to get married to that pauper, Nadia would call to mock her, telling h
Nadia chuckled, “While you're still being nice? Are you threatening me?” she asked with a smile, wondering why Lyra was trying to act high and mighty. “Look, I understand you're in pain, but didn't I warn you? I told you to divorce this pauper but you ignored me.” she added as she picked up the menu to check for a meal. Lyra’s heart raced, her fists tightly clenched as she felt like ramming Nadia's head on a wall. She couldn't believe the girl just walked into a restaurant to cause trouble. As much as she wanted to stay sane, Nadia was hell bent on driving her insane. “Who told you I'm in pain? My husband isn't a pauper, Nadia. Get that into your skull.” she said coldly as she placed her hands on Brian's cold hands, giving him an assuring gaze. Seeing Lyra's actions, Brian smiled brightly. Nadia's words didn't bother him at all. Instead, he was surprised by her stupidity. He didn't know a director's wife had the right to act this way. What if he wasn't the owner of the Duke's Empire