“They let you in?” Jain asked. “Of course they would.”Jain sighed and drank her cappuccino. They were both seated at a table in the cafe. It was at their favorite spot—the table by the window. It had been two days since Rylan had spoken to Frederick. He could still remember the shock on his face when he told him he had forgiven him. It wasn’t something that Frederick had expected. Frederick was aware that he despised him, but there was no need to keep that grudge anymore. The battle had been won. The best thing he could do now was move on and that was ok his agenda. Jain shook her head in disbelief. She was baffled that they would let Rylan into the prison to speak to Frederick McCullough. Well, he was Rylan Daystar. “So what did you tell him?”Rylan lifted his cup of cappuccino and took a sip from it. His eyes went to the parking lot outside the window. The morning sun washed all the cars there with its glorious light including his black Audi. “I told him that I forgave him.”Ja
VENICE, ITALY6 MONTHS LATER. “Stay away from me!” The man yelled as he ran through the dim streets for shelter. Behind him, a man dressed in a black suit with a black mask was running after him. In his hand was an FN 5’7. The man in black pursued him endlessly. When the Italian man stopped for shelter, he pulled out his gun from the pockets of his leather jacket and aimed at the man in black. “Rylan. Watch out,” Williams called in his ear. “Holy shit!” Rylan yelled on his breath as the man pointed the gun in his direction. Two shots were fired and Rylan managed to dodge the bullets before they could hit him. “Are you sure this is our guy?” Rylan asked. “Affirmative. Dominic De Rossi,” Williams replied through the comms. “I just hope you’re right.”“When have I ever been wrong?”Rylan rolled his eyes and fired back at Dominic. The shot whizzed past Dominic’s head and he scrambled to his feet immediately. Rylan saw this and decided to go after him. They were on the main stre
“You’re firing me?” Rylan Daystar asked, baffled. Frederick McCullough, his father-in-law was backing him now, facing the glass wall with his hands behind him. Rylan was in total disbelief. It made no sense. “Did I stutter?” Frederick asked, turning to him. As the morning sun shone through the windows, it illuminated the entire office, casting a warm glow on everything it touched. In the midst of it all stood Federick McCullough dressed in a sleek black suit that seemed to glisten in the light. His hair, once a bright white, was still impeccably groomed, falling in soft waves around his sharp features. His eyes, a piercing shade of blue, were cold and stony as they locked onto Rylan, seeming to bore into his very soul.“But sir?” Rylan tried talking but was halted by Fredrick. “No, buts. It’s time you leave,” Frederick said. Rylan couldn’t believe his ears. He was being fired from his job. That was the most random thing to happen to him this morning. When Frederick had requested
“Shit!” Rylan yelled as he sat before his MacBook. Eve Daystar rushed out of the kitchen to see what was going on. She found Rylan, her husband looking distraught as he rubbed his head facing his MacBook. There was a glass of scotch beside him as he sat on the dining table which was just outside the kitchen. It was a strange setup they both seemed comfortable with. Eve walked up to him and caressed his back. Rylan had a white T-shirt on and his dark brown hair looked disheveled as they covered his forehead. “What is it, honey?” She asked. Rylan sighed and pushed the MacBook into her view. “My application letter has been declined,” he said. “I didn’t get the job.”Eve placed a kiss on his cheek. Rylan was feeling down. He reached for his glass of scotch and took a sip from it. “Don’t worry baby,” she said, trying to console him. “Just keep trying, you’ll get there soon.”Rylan ran his fingers through his disheveled hair in frustration. He was thinking about his next move. The job
Rylan Daystar sighed as he gripped the door handle of Frederick’s office. He inhaled deeply before opening the door and stepping into the office. A wave of cold air brushed his cheek as he stood by the door. Frederick was closing a file that had engulfed his attention. As he placed the file by the side of his desk, he lifted his eyes and folded his hands on his desk. He smiled as he saw Rylan standing before him. Rylan looked like a mess. He looked terrible but that didn’t matter to Fredrick. This was the last time he was going to set his eyes on him. “Rylan. Good morning, please have a seat,” he offered gently. Rylan was puzzled by his words. He was acting so nice which was weird to him. He sounded way different than when he was on the phone. He took a seat before Frederick looking at the desk. Underneath Frederick’s hands was a blue file. He wondered what it was. He looked up at Frederick and flashed him a smile. “It’s so good to see, Rylan,” Frederick said. “I don’t know if I f
“What changed your mind, Rylan?” Arlene Daystar asked. They were seated in the back of a tinted Cadillac as they drove back home. Rylan had arrived back in New York a few minutes ago, and already had a convoy waiting for him. Trust Arlene to overdo it. He felt like the prodigal son when he hugged his mother. This was the life he had left behind to be with Eve. This was the truth he couldn’t bring himself to tell her. This wasn’t the life that Rylan wanted. He had tried his best to run away from it. But here he was back at where it all began. “A lot,” Rylan said. Arlene sighed as she heard him. Rylan was different now. She had known something was up when he phoned her. She hadn’t heard from Rylan in two years. When Williams, their butler had told her it was Rylan, she had scrambled to her feet to get the phone from him. Hearing his voice again was satisfying. She was happy that he had changed his mind. As their mansion came into view, Rylan clenched his jaws. He didn’t fancy any of
“Revenge?” Arlene asked baffled. “Yes Mom,” Rylan replied, rising from his chair. Arlene looked at her son completely shocked. There was something different about him that was for sure. He was nothing like the Rylan she raised. What had happened to him? After being away for almost three years, he was back ready to take the wealth he had once rejected. “What happened to you, Rylan?” She asked. “Where were you all this time?”Rylan chuckled as he heard her words. He was pacing around the huge table with his hands behind him. A lot was going on in his mind. He was ready to get to work immediately. But he still felt it was too soon. He needed time to let everything settle. He had lost everything and also gained a lot from it. “I was learning,” he replied. Arlene looked at her son completely confused. He wasn’t making sense. “Learning?” She asked. “Yes,” Rylan replied stopping. He turned to her and leaned on one of the chairs. Arlene took a sit on one of the chairs. Rylan looked a
Rylan Daystar stepped out of the SUV and shut the door. He took off his shades and gazed at the mansion before him. The big doors spread open and Williams walked out of it making his way towards him. Rylan flashed a smile at him. “Young Master,” Williams said. “I’m glad you have returned.”Rylan nodded at him. “Thank you, Williams,” he appreciated. Williams headed to the trunk and lifted it, taking out his luggage. He walked back into the house leaving Rylan in the driveway. Rylan turned around and faced his surroundings. Being back in Los Angeles gave him a nostalgic feeling. As time flew without hesitation, it was already five years gone. Those years he had spent away were productive. It was time he got back what he had lost—his dignity. Rylan sighed and stepped into the house. He nodded his head as he looked around the large living room. He had bought the house a few days before he left. It looked spotless as he walked through it. Williams had managed to keep it clean while h