In L&M Hotels, Harry sat on the plush green couch in his sitting room, sipping green tea. The door creaked open, revealing Pietro.
"Young master," Pietro bowed before joining him on the couch."Did you get all that I told you?" Harry asked, fixing his gaze on Pietro."Yes, sir. Most of them still think I'm working for Mr. Damon, making it easier for me to get access to them," Pietro replied with a wide smile.Harry had instructed him to investigate everything related to Mr. Damon which hadead to the discovery that drugs were being peddled in and out of the Archer's hotel in Lastovo under the guise of a hotel."Anything from Mr. Damon yet?" Harry asked, Casually changing the TV channel."Yes, he did call while I was there," Pietro replied."Good! I've got another assignment for you," Harry said, turning his gaze to Pietro."At your service, young master," Pietro announced.The door suddenly opened, revealing Jade. "Good day, sir," she greeted before joining the men on the couch dropping her bag by her side."What's the progress?" Harry turned to Jade, and she nodded. She stood up and went to get a cup of coffee."Two!" Pietro chimed in playfully as she stood up to get the coffee.Few minutes later Jade brought two cups of coffee and handed one to Pietro. She gulped hers, then exhaled heavily, showing her fatigue from running errands for Harry."Sir, it's complicated," she started as both Harry and Pietro raised an eyebrow."I checked the details about that hotel and noticed it's not under Mr. Damon's name. It seems he has some accomplices and backups," Jade added, pulling out some documents from her bag."Does it mean the Archer's group isn't solely owned by him?" Harry's interest piqued."Yes, sir!" She replied confidently."Seems more interesting than I thought," Harry smiled, sipping his green tea. He had sent his subordinate to investigate his ex-father-in-law in an attempt to bring him down."Sir, from the properties I found, none were solely owned by Mr. Damon. The only thing solely owned by him is the law firm," Jade said, reading from the documents.Harry's eyes widened in curiosity as he muttered coldly under his breath, "I'll take everything."Jade stopped, hearing some whispers. "Sir, are you talking to me?""No, continue," Harry replied faking a smile."All the others are joint ventures with a certain Mr. Steele and Mr. Martino," Jade confirmed, and Harry raised an eyebrow in disbelief while he nodded confirming the information."Then who are these men?" Harry couldn't help but ask.Jade took a deep breath. "I know most men as being very influential in Europe. I could only dig into Mr. Martino's shady deals, and I found that Mr. Martino is a drug lord posing as a philanthropist in front of the media and the public," she said, closing her documents."I couldn't get my hands on anything related to Mr. Steele. I'll be getting that tomorrow," Jade said as she slumped onto the couch."So they're all drug dealers?" Harry remarked with a Chuckle, and Jade nodded in agreement."Drug dealers, and my ex-father-in-law is vying for Congress. I will make it a smooth transition. His win would be one for the books!" Harry chuckled sacastically.A message chimed into Pietro's phone, and he quickly retrieved it. Clicking on the message, it revealed video evidence of Mr. Damon's drug deals."Sir, the video has been sent," Pietro passed the phone to Harry who smiled as he collected the device.Harry stared at the videos and pictures for a few minutes, then a satisfied smirk curled up his lips. The video contained evidence of drugs being peddled into the hotel and taken out.Exactly the kind of one he needed to bring Damon down.The phone was later passed to Jade, whose face turned into a frown as she dropped the phone on the couch.Her expression drew everyone's attention."Sir, getting associated with Mr. Martino and Steele would be very risky," she declared with a husky voice that betrayed her confidence."Those men are said to be very fearsome and scary, having a lot of connections over the states," she added hesitantly hoping Harry listened to her."I'm the absolute authority in Europe. They'll bow to my dominance or suffer the consequences!" He declared coldly, his voice commanding and leaving no room for argument."They'll all submit to me to survive! And even if they do, I won't still let them have their freedom back. I'm inflicting my karma on the Archers, so anyone associated with them is my enemy, and it would be my pleasure to wipe them off," Harry added, wearing his confidence like a crown.His words made Jade give a resolute nod as her shoulders stood tall, exuding an air of confidence."Pietro, I want you to send those pieces of evidence to our media team. I want my ex-father-in-law to win his post by all means, and I'll make sure to do anything in my power to help that," he announced,his voice dripping with sacarsm."Send it to them, and they should do the needful in helping him win his district!" He chuckled triumphantly, leaning back on the couch, crossing his legs over the glass table opposite him.'I'll make sure Archers live to regret their mistake of ever playing me,' he thought."Pietro, check out Mr. Steele and Martino while you finish up what I gave you!" Harry ordered, and Pietro bowed to leave when Jade's phone began to ring.She quickly picked it up without checking the caller ID, and the voice sent chills down her spine. Her eyes darted around nervously, telling Harry and Pietro what they needed to know.Knowing the voice to be Mr. Damon's, she quickly dropped the phone on the glass table, increasing the volume to be on loudspeaker."Hello," the caller said, and Jade replied."Is this Miss Jade?" The caller asked."Yes, sir," Jade confirmed slowly,her face an expression of how confused she was."Good!" He started. "I've Harry Luciano's child with me here." He paused, and both Jade and Pietro shot Harry nervous glances. Jade trembled at the thought of it as her breaths became shallow and rapid while Mr. Damon continued."The child he thought was taken away by a miscarriage four years ago was a lie. She is still alive and healthy under my custody. If he wants his child, he should follow my instructions. Make sure he doesn't do anything stupid if he really wants her back in his life," he threatened and ended the call immediately.Jade exhaled heavily as the room became a shadow of what it used to be. It fell into an eerie silence. Jade folded her arms, thinking of the revelation of the news, while Pietro yawned, covering his mouth with hands as his breathing fastened.Jade's eyes darted nervously to Harry, who was now cold, while she thought, 'Does Harry really have a child?Harry stared at the glass table, his gaze blank and distant. Pietro and Jade exchanged furtive glances, stealing looks at him from the corners of their eyes. "Tell the media to hold off on distributing those," Harry finally spoke and the tension in the room even heightened. "Ye... ye… Yeah," Pietro stammered, clearly taken aback by Harry's decision to halt everything. Was he confirming the shocking revelation about a child with Diane? Was the child really alive? Jade's eyebrows shot up, her curiosity piqued. Harry's choice to pause everything seemed like a subtle acknowledgment of Mr. Damon's revelation. "Jade, make sure you finish up," Harry instructed, and Jade nodded nervously. "I'll be on my way, sir." Jade hesitated as she packed her documents into her bag before storming out of the building. Once outside, she exhaled heavily, having held her breath around Harry to avoid saying something she shouldn't. She ran down the stairs and through the hallway, disappearing from sight o
The sun shone through the subway, accompanied by a cool breeze, as Harry sat on his couch with legs crossed, absorbing the beautiful scene. A satisfied smirk crossed his lips as he recalled Mr. Damon's failed trick. Attempting to use a fake child to manipulate Harry, unaware that Harry knew there was no romantic involvement with Diane during the fake pregnancy, and he was aware of everything. When Mr. Damon had called Jade and threatened him with a fake child, Harry decided to play along, giving him the benefit of the doubt, intending to strike back when Mr. Damon least expected it—just as he released the videos of drug deals. Harry waited for Mr. Damon to boast proudly, then instructed his team to distribute the incriminating videos and pictures. Sipping his drink, he scrolled through his phone, smiling triumphantly at the chaos the videos were causing on social media. It was spreading like wildfire, with almost everyone bashing Mr. Damon and demanding he withdraw from the congress
Harry left his private suite, dressed casually in sweatpants and a T-shirt. He glanced at himself in the mirror before heading out. "Good morning, sir," greeted the receptionist with a smile, and Harry nodded in response. Driving his Range Rover Sport car, Harry headed to the bank. He usually would have sent Pietro, but it had been a while since he ventured out alone, so he decided to go by himself this time. “Shit!" he muttered frustratedly as another car suddenly swerved into his lane, narrowly avoiding a collision. Arriving at the bank, Harry parked on the left side of the compound. He got out of the car, adjusted his clothes, and made his way inside, not minding any other people. When he got inside, there were indeed a lot of people waiting until it got to their respective turns. Different thoughts swirled through his mind as he thought: Should he use his influence to skim over everyone and get in or just wait till it gets to his turn? He moved forward, and his eyes darted at
As Harry drove off from the bank different thoughts jumbled through his mind; who was that to have known his identity even before he revealed it?Was he a relative, and why does he want him at his dinner tomorrow night?After he was done with the manager, he checked around for Damien, but it felt like he was a ghost and had left no traces, so he just left and moved to his car.As he drove slowly by the left side of the road, he tried to shove the thoughts off his mind, but it felt impossible as Damien's words and smirk kept echoing in his mind, making him uncomfortable and uneasy.He turned on the music in his car in an attempt to help him calm as he increased his speed to the hotel.A few minutes later, he was at L&M Hotels. He pulled up to his private space and parked his car. He carefully turned off the music, jumped down, and slammed the doors, making sure they weren't open, while also locking them with the buttons on the key before entering the hotel.He made his way through the s
James pushed the door open and wearily entered the sitting room where his family was. His nose was plastered, and his face showed signs of swelling from Harry's punch.He was still stunned that Harry had raised his hand against him and faced no consequences. He had anticipated that the security would retaliate at his command, but it turned out the other way. He expected the manager to arrest him, yet instead, she apologized the moment she saw the card in his hand. She trembled as she escorted him upstairs, requesting that James be thrown outside. She didn't care if he withdrew from her bank since Harry alone was a significant potential customer. knowing James for a long time, the security chose not to throw him out. Instead, they assisted him to his car and left him there. James felt ashamed of the whole situation and regretted ever getting involved in the first place.He drove to the hospital, received some treatment, and had his nose plastered by a nurse. However, the pain persiste
The hotel was buzzing with a lot of acquaintances, as the entire parking space was filled with expensive and exotic fleets of cars at L&M hotels. The whole place was packed to the brim. Harry pushed his curtains aside to get a better view of the garage, curious about the increased check-ins.He stepped out of the room and entered the sitting room, where the glam team was working on Jade's face.“What's with the increase in check-ins today?” Harry inquired.“I believe it's due to the dinner,” Jade answered, glancing at her reflection in the mirror as a satisfied smile curled up on her lips at how good she looked. Harry approached her as she continued to admire herself in the mirror.As Jade caught sight of him through the mirror, her cheeks flushed red, and she became shy, avoiding eye contact by looking down.“You look beautiful,” Harry complimented with a small smile, keeping his gaze on her.“Thank you,” Jade replied softly, her voice barely above a whisper, stealing glances at Harr
Tension filled the hall as everyone's eyes fixated on the timer. Once the timer ran out, Damien made his grand entrance, donned in a golden Louis Vuitton suit and custom Burberry black shades that concealed his eyes, presenting himself as a fashion icon or perhaps he looked more than that, he was stunning in those outfits.His presence prompted most of the guests to clap and welcome him on stage, and he responded with a wave of the hand followed by a smile before walking slowly to the center of the decorated stage."Thank you all for coming," he began, slowly removing his sunglasses. "I have some innovations to reveal."As Damien continued speaking, souvenirs were passed around each table. Jade's curiosity piqued, and she discreetly uncovered the souvenir under their table. Finding an invitation inside, she passed it to Harry, who read it and realized it was Mr. Damon's invitation to his gala. Harry was convinced that what Jade had mentioned earlier about making announcements was true
In an attempt to salvage the public image Harry had dented, Mr. Damon decided to host a charity gala while inviting lots of dignitaries and politicians which he was able to do by sharing his invite at Damian's dinner auction.The next morning, Mr. Damon went to supervise the hall for his charity gala, and it was in full swing as the decorators were on it while the tech team was doing their thing as well. He went around the hall with his aid, making sure everything was right for his gala. He couldn't afford for anything to go wrong since he wanted to win the upcoming elections by all means and the gala was a pivotal point to winning it.By doing this charity gala, he would strengthen his connections while also painting himself as the philanthropist he once claimed to be, which would help him in the elections.“Sir, everything is okay,” an average man in sweatpants assured, and Mr. Damon nodded in agreement as he walked around slowly checking everything.“What of the less privileged?” H