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
Tyla shook her head, unwilling to accept the truth, but the court session had already ended. The judge had closed the case and everyone else left to their various homes. Tyla slammed her fists on the desk, anger swirling in her eyes, “Nathan!” she seethed, “Tell me this is not true! Tell me this is not true!” Nathan averted his eyes and dragged himself up, “I'm sorry, Miss Brooks, but that is really the end.” he said, turning around to leave. Tyla walked after him, unwilling to allow him leave after he had ruined her life. Upon getting outside the court, Tyla stretched and grabbed his hands, “Go talk to the judge. Bribe him, force him, just do something!” “Miss Brooks,” Nathan breathed, trying to pry her hands away, “You've not experienced a court case before? Once the judge passes the judgment, do you think anything could be done?” he asked, his gaze fixed on her.Tyla chuckled darkly, “Why did you promise me then? Why did you promise me you could handle the case?!” she snapped
Brian walked into his home with a wide smile on his lips, eager to tell Lyra about the news. He placed his suitcase on the chair and walked up the stairs to find Lyra. He pushed the door of their room open and saw her curled up in bed, her long hair sprawled on the white pillows. As soon as he closed the door shut, Lyra's eyes shot open and a small gasp escaped her lips, “Brian.” “Lyra.” Brian beamed, taking long strides towards her, “We finally won!” he yelled, pulling her into a warm hug, but Lyra seemed lost. She pushed his chest and raised a brow, “Won what?” she asked, confusion evident in her expression and Brian chuckled. “I won the case.” Brian said, pointing at himself, “Tyla was asked to pay me instead and if she doesn't, the Harlow Empire becomes mine!” “That's not true.” Lyra shook her head, rising to her feet as her eyes stung with tears. She placed her hands on her chest and shook her head, “Brian, we really won the case?” she asked, unwilling to believe it and Brian
“Mineral resources?” Brian asked again and Albert nodded, “Yes, but I'm yet to find its exact location. All I know is that it's present in North Ashton Hills.” Brian stroked his chin and leaned backwards, “Then make sure you get the information about the exact location. If they're targeting the place, then I must do the same. I need to get there before them.”“Alright, master, I'll make sure I get the location.” Albert paused for a while and inhaled a deep breath, “Master, there's something else I managed to get. It hasn't been announced on the news yet, but a presidential campaign held by the dancing 9 for Albert Crest would be coming up soon.” “A presidential campaign for their puppet?!” Brian asked, anger surging through his veins. Now he could understand why they needed Tyla's company. Now the Dancing 9 was strong enough to hold a campaign. Brian was sure that they would win people to their sides all in the name of doing good. With how much they've acquired from their illegal