Adriana's eyes widened with bewilderment. Isn't Andrew supposed to be poor and useless? How does his brother have connections with the anonymous partner? “Is this one of your jokes, Andrew?” She asks with skepticism. “Of course not.” Andrew answers. “Saint really knows him.” “But how?!” “I don't know, Saint has this habit of being friends with the most random people,” Andrew shrugs. Adriana is more than interested in this. She has just come to the conclusion that she won't be able to work for Mister William Sanchez forever, he will soon throw her away in the trash the moment he finds out that she can't be of help to him. Secretly, she now wants the Sanchez empire for herself. Mister William Sanchez is not going to live more than a handful of years – even though he himself doesn't want to come to peace with this. If anything happens to Mister William Sanchez, the anonymous partner is the highest stakeholder and that means that the company will officially become him. It's only w
Andrew has just woken up even before the sun has come up. Everyone is still sleeping and he goes to the kitchen to get himself some coffee to start his day. Afterwards, he goes up to the roof and watches as the morning sun slowly wakes up from the slumber. If he was still at the army base, he would be out in the dry lands, jogging and doing dangerous exercises to push his body to the limit. But he is now here with his family and he likes that for himself. His phone rings in his pocket and he wonders who is calling him so early in the morning. It's Saint. Seeing his brother's name on the screen of the phone makes him sigh a little. “Yes, Saint.” He looks up. “I would have wished you a good morning, but I guess that is not necessary, seeing that you have ruined my morning for me,” Saint fumes. “You told the Sanchez family that I know who the anonymous partner is? What were you planning to achieve with that, big brother?” Andrew can't help but laugh. He even forgot that he told Adri
She thinks that it's a prank, maybe her eyes are lying to her. She takes out the card and checks again and the many zeros are staring back at her. Her throat.has gone dry instantly, she raises her eyes to look at Thomas. Thomas is lost, he thinks that the card didn't have enough money on it. “Oh God, it doesn't have any money on it, does it?” He sighs. “My son-in-law gave it to me, it's probably not good. I will call my daughter and see if she has any money to give me. Do you accept payments in installments?” The receptionist laughs nervously before pushing some strands of hair away from her face. “Sir, can you please have a seat? I think there is an error with our machine, I will have to check the authenticity of the card with my boss. I will get someone to bring you some refreshment.” Thomas is confused, but he goes to sit anyway. As soon as his butt touches the chair, she runs off to get her colleagues. “Quick! Quick! You guys really need to see this!” She gathers almost ten
Joining the club has been the best thing that has happened to Thomas Sanchez in a long time. After all his friends deserted him after he was kicked out of his family, he has been living a very sad life. He has been struggling to fend for his family, but now that he can relax, he is glad that he has found the men's club. They are made of different types of elderly men. Some had worked very hard for years and bought expensive houses in the community, or some, like Thomas, are living with their children. They play chess, they drink expensive drinks, they laugh and tell jokes about their long lives. Thomas likes them so much, he comes to the club almost everyday. “Thomas, you didn't tell us. How many times were you married?” Someone asks with interest. “Uh, I have been married only once, my friends. I have been with the same woman for almost thirty years.” “Ah, bummer!” Someone laughs. “Nicolas here has been married six times. His newest wife is just twenty seven, younger than his
Andrew has a calm look on his face, even when he sees his father-in-law looks like he has seen a ghost. “An–Andrew, what are you doing here?” “Just passing by and wanted to check up on you,” Andrew answers.The men of the club look at Andrew with awe. They have heard of him, the person who bought the mega mansion in the community and they have been impressed. Since Andrew and the rest of his family live a very low-key life, this is the first time that they are seeing Andrew and they cannot stop staring at him. He is wearing simple clothes and he doesn't have jewelry that is worth millions of dollars. It's hard to tell that he is a rich person. Andrew smiles at all of them, “gentlemen,” he tilts an imaginary hat and they all greet him back. Except Vance. Thomas hands are held in loose fists. He is inhaling sharply, he doesn't want to be here anymore. “Where were you heading to, dad?” Andrew scratches his sideburn. “Home.” Thomas doesn't look at his friends. “I'm just… a little
Did Andrew just slap Mister Vance?! No one can believe this! “What?! Did you just hit me, you fraudster?!” Mister Vance yells in pure anger. Thomas is shaking like a leaf, he doesn't know why Andrew has decided to hit this man! They are going to get into trouble. Mister Vance is raging like an angry bull. Andrew is a nobody and he has the heart to raise his hand on him?! He is going to teach him a bitter lesson! He is going to be the end of Andrew Carter!“Andrew, oh, Andrew, why did you do that?” Thomas whispers to him in fear. “Now Mister Vance is going to destroy us! Quick, get on your knees and beg him!” But Andrew doesn't even look bothered at all. If anything, he looks like he wants to slap Mister Vance another time! The other members of the club are shocked, they can't even pick up their fallen jaws from the ground. Mister Vance has been rude to all of them before, but he is one of the richest people in the community and they are scared of his soldier son. So, deep in t
Thomas feels like this is a dream. Vance returns to them like a dog with its tail between its legs. They obviously don't know what happened on the phone, but it's clear that whatever it was, it has left Vance with this humiliated look on his face. He approaches the table again, his shoulders dropped. “Uh, Andrew. I'm sorry for my outburst. It was inappropriate.” Everyone is shocked to their bones. Why the sudden change of mind? Why has Vance turned so meek and is willingly apologizing? “And, uh, Thomas. I'm sorry for calling you a fraudster. Clearly, you have better character than I do. Forgive me.” Vance doesn't want for the others to react to him, surprisingly taking back every insult that he gave to Thomas. He turns around and disappears. The men gather around Thomas with excitement in their eyes. Never in their lifetime did they think that they would see Vance apologize. “Are you a magician, Thomas?! How did Vance apologize to you so easily?” “I don't know, maybe he just
Saint is sitting in a dark corner of the club. He is watching everyone dance, drink, speak to each other, but he sits down and drinks from his glass. He is here because he has gotten a job, his first since he came to New York. He hasn't worked in a long time and it's because he has been bent on helping his brother to find the people who killed their parents and little sister. Now he has gotten bored and he checked through his requests and by mere coincidence, he found out that someone in New York wants to take out a target here. It's convenient for him. He doesn't have to travel to get the job done. He is not taking the job because he is in need of the money, he is taking the job because he has become bored. Like most of his jobs, he hardly works with names, he likes to keep his targets nameless. His client on the other hand, has also chosen to remain nameless too. For some weird reason, Saint is not here for the target, he is here for the client. Most times, when clients want to