“You know him?” Duncan asked, taken aback by her words, “What do you mean?” Tyla shook her head and forced out a smile, “The more I look at him, the more I realize he isn't the one. He looked so familiar earlier, so I mistook him for someone else.” Duncan chuckled. “Mistook him for someone else?” “Yes”Her expressions were even more suspicious. First she was terrified to see him and now she was feigning ignorance. “I guess I have some research to do.” he muttered below his breath as he continued watching Anthony handle his campaign launch. Few minutes later, a waiter walked towards them and placed two glasses of wine on their table. “Just in time. I was about to ask.” Tyla smiled as she picked up the glass, bringing the wine to her lips. The more she stared at Anthony, the more she felt uneasy. Just like Duncan had said, he was the person they've been working so hard for, so she was sure he wouldn't stab her in the back. Not now, not ever. But first, they had to meet in privat
Half an hour later, Brian's lawyer, Clinton, walked into his office with a brown suitcase.“Mr. Duke.” Clinton said, bowing his head slightly. Brian stretched his hands for a handshake, “Mr Wells, please have your seat.” Clinton pulled out the chair and sat down, “Albert called me urgently. I hope there's no problem?” Brian pushed the file towards Clinton, “Check it out. We have a case at hand.” he said and Clinton picked it up. His brows were deeply furrowed as he went through the file, “The Harlow Empire is suing you for a breach of contract?” “Yes.” Brian laughed, finding Tyla's actions amusing. Even if she was being backed by someone, she should still know her place as an underdog. He leaned closer and said, “I'm as surprised as you are.” Clinton chuckled, “This is a piece of cake. I'll handle the case and make sure she gets nothing, while risking getting counter sued for defamation. You can trust me on this.” he assured. Clinton's words brought a smile to Brian's face, “Then
Due to the case that was fast approaching, Tyla and her lawyer discussed several ways to bring Brian down to his knees, corner him at all sides and make him give up. Meanwhile, Brian was invited to a conference. Due to his high and reputable status, his presence was something that people valued. Just having him on the seat is enough to show a person's worth in the business empire. Along with his bodyguards, Brian strode into the building, drawing attention to himself. He had this sophisticated aura around him that made people want to bow, showing that he was above them all. A perfect outfit for a perfect event. Brian decided to wear a navy blue suit crafted from the finest Italian wool, further adding to his charm. He walked towards the seat reserved for VVIPs, and almost Immediately, a server got up and showed Brian towards his seat. Compared to everyone around, Brian seemed to carry a special air around him, forcing them to worship his feets. His body guard
Hearing Brian's words, Reed's nose flared up in anger. While people had told him that Brian was an arrogant young man, he never believed it. Even though he was powerful and well respected, Reed believed that Brian would be afraid of them. He wasn't expecting Brian to be this brazen with words. Reed clasped his hands together, controlling the urge to raise his voice due to his reputation and the event going on, “Trust me, you really don't want to know what we're capable of when we come together. You must think you're the only one who's being backed up.” he sneered and Brian smirked, “Backed up?” he laughed, wondering where they were getting their wrong accusations from. Who said he was being backed up by people when he was the one backing people up? He was the leader of Cabal 8 and Tycoon 6. People need him, not the other way around. “Seems like You've not made your research well.” Brian continued, a disappointed expression on his face, “I'm quite disappointed.” R
Reed nodded in response, “Yes, that's him!” He spat, “He thinks he's on top of the world because he's the mere owner of an Empire.” He adjusted himself on his seat as his lips curled up in a mischievous smile, “I was merciful enough to beg you, Brian. I begged you, but now, you're going on your knees for I'm not ready to spare any mer—” “St..stop!” Larson gasped, a slight blush on his cheeks. The air conditioner was functioning properly, but the heat he felt in his body was intense. He stared at Brian, wondering if it was the wrong person, but he was the same. The same as always. The powerful Brian Duke. Reed paused, taken aback by Laraon's words. He tapped his shoulders, “I know you're quite surprised but it's true.” he continued, “This pathetic pumpkin is going to regret coming here today. Mr Seethal, I want you to show us your worth. Kick him out of the business empire!” “Yes, he doesn't deserve to be here anymore.” Stephen chimed in, “Merely seeing
Immediately, Larson lowered his head and bowed for Brian, “Mr Duke, we're deeply sorry! Forgive these ignorant people.” he said, hoping Brian wouldn't take action on this incident. “We're deeply sorry!” Reed frowned, “Mr Seethal!” he snapped, “Why are you apologizing to the arro—” “Silence! About the case, count me out! ” Larson spat, cutting him off, “You don't know what you've brought upon yourself.” he continued. He turned back to face Brian, “Mr Duke, we're truly sorry. Please forgive us.” Brian chuckled slightly, “I'm quite surprised to meet you here, Larson.” he began, raising his group member’s shoulder, “Rise, you're not in the wrong.” he said proudly and Larson smiled, “Thank you so much for having mercy upon us, Mr Duke!” Reed couldn't control the anger that was building up within him. He had never felt so embarrassed in his entire life. They had brought someone to insult Brian and make him pay, but this same person was apologizing to Brian
“What?!” They all said at the same time, shock written all over their faces, “What audacity!” the young lady spat, her cheeks flushed red in anger, “Do you think Mr Gerald here would choose you over us? That's imposs—” “Security!” Gerald yelled, pushing the young lady away. He walked towards Brian and bowed deeply, “Mr Duke, please pardon me. I should be blamed. I'll make sure these people are taught a lesson they'll never forget.” At the same time, two well studded body guards walked forward, their facial expressions cold and frightening. Gerald pointed at the young lady, Reed, Stephen and the other man, “Drag them out of here!” he seethed, deeply angered by their actions. Brian wasn't someone who liked attending public events, but he decided to honor him because they were group members. Just when he had been excited due to Brian's presence, some idiots chose the same day to make a fuss. With this thought in mind, Gerald yelled, “Even if they're reluctant, drag t
West Ashton Hills, Legal agreement Tribunal, The large doors of the courtroom were opened, and the air thickened from unseen tension. High walls, white paintings and high ceilings. Everyone held sophisticated expressions on their faces, each of them dreading the outcome of the whole case. However, amidst the whole chaos, Brian Duke was quite relaxed. His raven–dark hair was combed neatly, and his tailored suit stood out among others. He watched as his lawyer, Clinton, defended him like his life depended on it. His lips curled up in a smile as he directed his gaze towards Tyla who shifted uncomfortably in her seat. Her hands were balled into fists and Brian could see the bulging veins on her forehead. Her cheeks were flushed red, nervousness crawling into her skin. Her lawyer, Nathan, seemed to be failing, but she chose to hang on and believe. Duncan had recommended him to her, but they had planned for Larson Seethal if something like this happene