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
Harry scrolled through his phone while Pietro and Jade engaged in a chess game. After a few minutes of scrolling, he turned to Jade and Pietro, who were still engrossed in the chess they were playing. He stared at them as different thoughts ran through his mind. He thought of going to Mr Damon's gala, knowing fully well it wasn't going to go as planned. He wanted to see Mr. Damon's facial expression when he saw what he had prepared for him, Harry wasn't letting them go; he was out to destroy everything Mr. Damon was doing.“Get ready! We're going for the charity gala!” he commanded without sparing them another glance.Pietro and Jade exchanged confused glances as they wondered why he wanted to attend the gala in person.The next minute, Harry was dressed in his regular simple Gucci outfits while Jade's make-up was done, and she quickly changed into the clothes he had bought her.“Sir, I don't think it's necessary to go." Pietro tried to convince Harry, hoping he wouldn't show up to M
Mr. Damon stood bent, his head to the ground, as a lot of people left the hall disappointed. He couldn't afford to look them in the eyes. Even Mrs. Freya, on seeing the videos, left him at the venue and made her way home still angry her husband was cheating on her.As the whole hall became empty, Mr. Damon slowly raised his head, and his eyes met those of Harry, who was intentionally waiting for him to raise his head and he smirked at him, His Pettiness taking over.Mr. Damon, lost in thoughts, wondered why Harry was smiling. He couldn't bear to watch the whole scenario, so he quickly went backstage to the hall while Harry and Pietro left the hall.“Young master, that caught him off guard,” Pietro chuckled as they all walked to their cars.When they all got in comfortably Pietro turned on the ignition but then cleared his throat, “Young master, I think it's time to go back to Luciano's home; it's been three months now,” Pietro remarked, turning his gaze to Harry, eager to hear his rep
The next morning the Archer's mansion was quiet as a graveyard as every one of them found solace in their respective rooms.Mr Damon made his way to his car as his driver quickly drove him out to the office. He was now sober and out to make amends. His house wasn't still all as lively as before, as Mrs Freya barely talked or wanted to see him, but that wasn't his most pressing issue now so he decided to ignore her till the latter.A few minutes later, his car got to his law firm, and he promptly exited the car, but then there was an influx of reporters everywhere, each of them flickering camera lights at him, and it seemed they had been there for a long time, but none of his staff dared call him after hearing of yesterday's ordeal with his other branch."Sir, were those videos true? Were you framed up? What happened? Sir, who was the girl in the video? A lot of people are calling you a paedophile. What do you have to say about it?" The reporters fired questions at him, but his driver
Mr. Damon and Benson sat together, the latter taken aback upon learning that Damien was a part of the Luciano family—a revelation he hadn't known until now despite running undercover operations for Mr. Damon.“How did he manage to keep this secret for so long?" Benson leaned in, and Mr. Damon let out a small chuckle.“Damien has always been cunning. I wonder what he has in store for Harry,” he replied, refocusing on the files while Benson sat there, still stunned by the revelation of Damien's connection to the Lucianos.Benson had always known Damien to be not only cunning but also a proficient dealer with the Bravel Russian Mafia. Yet he never suspected Damien's association with the Luciano family, not to mention being one of them.Damien was particularly Harry's cousin, but Harry wasn't aware because he didn't grow up within the family. Since Harry's parents died, Damien and his family have taken over the family affairs and even Harry's mansion while awaiting his return. When the roy