Jean stood up, chuckling to himself. "Look, you can say what you want," Jean began, "That bastard, Adrian, may be a loser, a pauper, maybe even a dumbskull. Sure, all of that may be true.” He looked around, his expression shifting to something almost thoughtful. “But one thing is certain: the f
Adrian steadied himself, his gaze hardened as he got up and faced the five huge, burly men who had ambushed him. They smirked, thinking they had the upper hand, but Adrian was far from intimidated. In a flash, he launched forward, moving with a speed and precision that stunned his attackers. Wi
As Adrian opened his mouth to speak, the doorbell rang unexpectedly. Doris hesitated, glancing at him with a mixture of curiosity and impatience. But then she remembered: Milda had invited Lucy for dinner tonight. With a small sigh, Doris walked to the door. As she opened it, Lucy stood there,
As soon as Frank and his family were led into the guest area of Adrian's mansion, Adrian gestured to his guards. “Remove the handcuffs,” he ordered. His men quickly complied, and Frank, along with his wife and their two sons, rubbed their sore wrists, casting dark looks at Adrian. They all knew
As soon as Frank held the ancient, powerful sceptre in his hands, Ann, Xena, and Don's faces lit up with excitement. They'd only heard stories about the relic’s magical abilities, handed down through generations. It glowed softly in Frank’s grip, and they could feel a hum of energy in the air.
The following day, Adrian set his plans in motion. He ordered his men to track down Frank and his family. But first, Adrian wanted to inspect some of the projects under Brooklyn and Hennessey Group, making sure everything was progressing smoothly. That afternoon, Adrian pulled up to Brooklyn Group
Jenny remembered the picture she had seen on the wall in Adrian’s office, a mix of disbelief and awe stirring in her. There Adrian stood beside the President of Meganor Nation, shaking hands like they were old friends. His suit was crisp, his demeanour commanding—it was a whole side of Adrian sh
Adrian looked from Jean to Owen, his face resolute. “I know nothing about the sale of the Greene family mansion. The threat in his tone didn’t seem to faze them. Instead, a silent signal passed between Jean and Owen, and in a single, orchestrated move, twenty-five men—trained, menacing, and ready