Harry adjusted his shirt, preparing for the court proceedings taking place today. A satisfied smirk crossed his lips as he admired himself in the mirror. Clad in a custom Burberry suit and stylish sunglasses, he was ready to attend the court proceedings of Fredrik and Martino.He eagerly anticipated the judge ruling them guilty and handing down their punishments. As he walked back to his room, he couldn't help but feel a sense of pride, confident that they would win the case with the help of their witnesses.Zane and Mr. Billy had agreed to testify, as they had no other choice but to seek redemption. They had been slaves to their master, and when Harry agreed to help clear their names, they were overwhelmed with gratitude and their knees quickly gave way to the floor but Harry quickly scolded them, insisting they not kneel before him.The two men walked out with joy in their hearts, while Harry reminded them to maintain their cover until today's proceedings. Once they left, he let out
Harry clenched his fists tightly around the steering wheel as he zoomed away, feeling his nails digging into his palms. The intensity of his anger flushed his face red. Mixed emotions swirled in his mind as he bit his finger in frustration. He couldn't believe that the case had been adjourned until tomorrow, despite the overwhelming evidence of guilt.The image of the judge hitting the gavel replayed in his mind, fueling his anger even more. He quickly took a turn towards his house, and in no time, he arrived at his compound. Slamming the car door angrily, he parked his vehicle and stepped out.His staff, who witnessed the slamming of the door, could easily sense his anger and wisely chose to remain silent, focusing on their duties.As Harry entered the door, a smug smirk curled up on his lips the moment he laid eyes on Stanley. He was the only person he wanted to see at that moment, as he needed to gather information about the judge. She was undoubtedly behaving as if she were under
Harry sped his car towards the gate of the hall, then raced onto the expressway, eager to reach his house. Within seconds, he parked and stormed inside, his heart still burning with anger.They were twisting court laws like it was their family reunion. "His wife?" Harry muttered under his breath, a sly smirk curling his lips. He headed straight into his private room, unwilling to wait for Stanley's arrival to learn his next move.The smile on Martino's face, as his wife swept the case under the carpet, spoke volumes. It confirmed Harry's suspicions that she was indeed involved.What a clever tactic, right? To flout the law and have your wife cover it up.As the door swung open to the living room, a triumphant and proud smile graced Harry's lips.Walking into the living room, he couldn't contain his excitement. A confident smile spread across his face, radiating self-assurance.He was certain it was Stanley, and he never missed. Stanley must have returned with information that would
Harry paced the room anxiously until his phone finally rang—it was Damian. He quickly picked it up, eagerly awaiting his call back."Hey!" he said urgently once Damian answered."Oh, Harry, how..." Damian began, but Harry cut him short. He wasn't in the mood for pleasantries when Scarlet's life was in danger."I want you to double the security at the hospital I texted you. Make sure no one gets inside. Pietro is in there. Anyone who tries to act suspicious, you know what to do!" he said, and immediately hung up.With that, he tossed his phone onto the bed and quickly made his way to the bathroom. Within moments, he and Jade emerged simultaneously, their eyes locking once they both rushed out of their room."No!" Jade interjected, avoiding eye contact. "This isn't the right time for this."She knew what was next and she wasn't interested,not now when her friend is lying half dead on the hospital bed.She swiftly grabbed her bag and headed out, with Harry close behind. They settled into
Pietro involuntarily shivered, as though a sudden icy gust of wind had blown through the room, as the doctor exited. His eyes followed the doctor closely, watching him close the door."Sir!" The nurse's voice jolted him out of his thoughts as he walked out sluggishly."You can sit here," she pointed to a chair. Pietro quickly smiled, making himself comfortable as he kept his eyes on the door leading to Scarlet's room.He slowly took out his phone, preparing to call Harry, when a familiar voice snapped at him."Hey!"Pietro was startled. He quickly averted his gaze, and a wide grin spread across his lips when he saw Harry and Jade standing in front of him.The corners of his eyes crinkled with a radiant smile as he promptly hugged Harry and Jade."What's happening? Why are you outside?" Jade asked.With a deep sigh of relief, Pietro settled back into his seat and said, "They asked everyone to leave and clear the room until she wakes up in thirty minutes.”Jade's face faded into a frown
With each passing minute, Harry and Pietro paced back and forth in the room, their minds swirling with different thoughts.Jade sat there, trying to push away the negative thoughts as she kept her eyes fixed on the doors. She tapped her lap gently, attempting to control her emotions. She wished she could caution the men, but it seemed impossible since she needed someone to reassure her and provide hope that everything would turn out well.Suddenly, Harry's phone rang, snapping everyone out of their daze. Harry swiftly picked it up when he saw it was Stanley calling."How's it going?" he asked eagerly."Sir, I'm at their hotel, and it's just the two of them inside," Stanley explained. A satisfactory smirk curled up on Harry's lips. The ball was now in his court, and he was delighted to play it any way he wanted."Take action and give Martino a call. Use his personal number to make it easier," Harry instructed.Stanley's brows furrowed with confusion. "Sir, I thought..."He trailed off,
The door to Scarlet's ward swung open, and a wave of people rushed toward the attending doctor who emerged. The doctor's heart raced as everyone converged on him, their eagerness evident from their actions.Jade, her eyes fixed on the doctor, asked the question that seemed to halt the world in its tracks: "How is she?"With a reassuring smile, the doctor replied, "She's fine for now. However, the surgery will be performed by another team of doctors who are on their way. Our role is to ensure everything is in order."Harry furrowed his brows, trying to comprehend the situation. Thoughts swirled in his mind, and he tilted his head as if seeking a different perspective. But before he could raise his head, Pietro lunged at the masked doctor.Pietro tore off the doctor's mask and grabbed his neck tightly, causing the doctor to gasp for breath. Pietro's eyes scanned the doctor's body, and his astonishment grew as he noticed the tattoos. With adrenaline coursing through his veins, Pietro swi
"What?" Harry exclaimed."Ms. Oct?" He couldn't believe what he had just heard. It felt like a dream.Was Ms. Oct really behind the fake doctor?His eyes widened with each breath as he stood there, dumbfounded, as if he had seen a ghost."Listen," he said, trying to gather his thoughts."Don't tell anyone about this until I give you the green light. Make sure no one else knows, including Pietro.""Yes, sir," Stanley replied, ending the call abruptly.Harry slowly pocketed his phone as he got into the car, and they drove off to Scarlet's hospital.As they sat in the car, his mind was filled with a whirlwind of thoughts. He still couldn't wrap his head around the fact that Ms. Oct was responsible for what Scarlet was going through.Pushing those thoughts aside, he decided not to reveal the truth to Scarlet just yet. He didn't want to completely shatter the little remnants of motherly love that still remained in her heart.Harry's attention was grabbed by the chiming of messages on his
The judge's eyes widened.“Take the scoundrel and lock his ass up!” A voice from the crowd shouted.“Lock him up!” “Oh my god,he has no regard for the other gender!” “Take this pedophile away; he disgusts me!” Harry smiled. This was what he wanted; he wanted them to slam the gender inequality in his face while he used it against him. Harry couldn't help but smile as he looked at Mr. Damon. His face was filled with astonishment.He must be wondering how Harry was able to get all that information for someone as scary as Harry.…After some minutes of each lady's narrative, their experiences, and topping their claims with medical results, Alexander was stunned.He didn't see it coming. No, now he came to cheer up Mr. Damon for taking away Harry's legal power.“Take him away!!” The judge finally declared, and there was an uproar in the audience as they jubilated.The women's stories were touching.And even those who didn't know Alexander wanted justice for the ladies.Now that he was
Everybody was seated in the courtroom for the public hearing.This could end or make Harry. He sat at the front with Jade by his side as his assistant attorney.Meanwhile, Mr. Damon and his group sat on the other side of the big, gigantic hall. He was happy Harry chose a public hearing. “This would be the end of his career,” he muttered to himself before flashing his attorneys a smirk.He would end up burying his carriage! While Scarlet, Samantha, Ms. Oct, and Stanley sat at the other end, their faces creased with a frown.Stanley couldn't just stop biting his nails; he was nervous about what the outcome would be.They had pleaded with Harry that they try to get some of the judges to be on their side, but he refused to allow them to bride or blackmail any more judges to try to support him.Now he was seated there on his own, not knowing what the outcome would look like.To the judges sitting there, they kept whispering to each other and stealing glances at him for no reason.Well,i
The entire place was engulfed in chaos as protesters descended upon Archer's Law Firm, demanding the release of Professor Evelyn.Harry, who had just parked his car and witnessed the unfolding scene, initially couldn't comprehend what was happening. However, as he approached closer, he could hear their chants reverberating through the air: "Let Professor Evelyn go! Let her go!"A chuckle escaped Harry's lips as he listened to their fervent cries. He had underestimated the woman. She possessed a remarkable ability to captivate the media and garner sympathy effortlessly, without even lifting a finger.All Harry had done was order her arrest and request that she be brought in with her lawyer. Little did he know that it would spark a protest. Unbeknownst to him, the woman had resorted to paying and manipulating people to tarnish his image. Unable to resist, he had filed a defamation lawsuit against her, determined to protect his character.He carefully parked his vehicle, contemplating hi
Days passed, and Harry had dismissed the smear campaigns against his company as mere negative criticism from blogs. However, he soon discovered he was mistaken.Today, after receiving a call from Pietro about the news, he turned on his television. The newscaster's voice filled the room, delivering a shocking revelation."The Luciano company has been scamming innocent citizens!"Confusion furrowed Harry's brows as he walked over to where the television was positioned. He stood to the side, as if trying to distance himself from what he was seeing and hearing.To his surprise, the newscaster was none other than Professor Evelyn Hartley, the CEO of one of the most popular broadcast stations in the country. Harry couldn't believe his eyes. He was at a loss as to what was happening. Just four days ago, he had seen the blogs posting about his designs being of inferior quality. After conducting a thorough investigation, he had discovered another company imitating his work. He had taken legal
Harry's eyes widened in disbelief as he stared at Amp, unable to comprehend the unexpected encounter. Amp, however, seemed unfazed by Harry's presence and nonchalantly turned to leave without uttering a word. The abrupt snub left Harry feeling a mix of confusion and frustration.As Amp disappeared into the crowd, Harry clenched his fists, his mind racing with unanswered questions. Feeling the weight of his pent-up emotions, he stormed off in search of an outlet for his frustration.His anger led him back to the counter where the lady who had processed the $90,000 transaction stood, unaware of the storm that was about to hit her. Harry approached her with a steely expression, his voice sharp and filled with irritation."Do you have any idea what you just put me through?" he snapped, his tone cutting through the air. "Ninety thousand dollars! How could you be so careless?"The lady's eyes widened in surprise, her previous confidence now replaced with a mix of fear and regret. She stamme
Pietro accelerated, determined to catch up with the other cars on the road. However, his determination was matched by his concerns."Young master, what do you plan to do about that woman? She's like a witch! She's sowing discord among your staff, and once she's done with Bruce, it'll only get worse," Pietro expressed, his worry evident in his voice.Before Pietro could finish, Harry abruptly interrupted him. "Pietro, I will handle it. In fact, I've already taken steps to address the situation. Please, just focus on the road, for heaven's sake!"Pietro swallowed hard, feeling defeated. He understood that Harry was under immense stress, given the upcoming launch and other critical cases that demanded his attention. The weight of it all, combined with Katrina's manipulative tactics, was taking its toll. What Pietro couldn't comprehend was the motive behind her actions. Was it merely her way of life, or did she have a more sinister agenda?Harry's eyes caught sight of a large mall along t
Harry sat on the veranda of his house, feeling lost and troubled. He stared at the glass table in front of him, deep in thought. He reached for his wine glass, taking a small sip to ease his mind. He couldn't stop thinking about Katrina and the problems she was causing. With only two days left before the launch, her actions were creating more harm than good. To make matters worse, she would be staying for another seven days during fashion week, further complicating things. Harry had tried to keep his distance from her, but she was stirring up trouble among his staff, causing them to turn against each other. It was disheartening for Harry, as he valued a harmonious work environment. He rubbed his eyes tiredly, trying to stay awake and figure out how to handle the situation. However, no matter how hard he thought, he couldn't come up with a solution that felt right. The sleepless night stretched on, leaving Harry feeling frustrated and uncertain.Harry stood up from the chair with a dee
Pietro quickly averted his gaze, pretending not to have seen her, while Scarlet and Jade forged ahead. They hadn't encountered her before, so they passed by without exchanging a word, but their necks involuntarily craned back as they were struck by her striking beauty. Jade's mind swirled with thoughts that she might be a model, but she pushed those ideas aside and continued walking with Scarlet and Pietro, who were making a beeline for Bruce's office."Good morning, Mr. Pietro. Miss Scarlet," Bruce greeted warmly. Then, as his eyes landed on Jade, he exclaimed, "Good morning, Miss Jade!" He quickly ushered them to their seats, using animated hand gestures to guide them."Where's today's memo?" Pietro inquired, and without hesitation, Bruce swiftly handed it over. He was relieved that Harry had sent someone like Pietro, who wouldn't tolerate any of Katrina's excesses. If it had been Bruce himself, he knew she wouldn't listen to his instructions and would simply do as she pleased. Howev
Harry couldn't tear his eyes away from the bracelet. It appeared to be a blend of ancient artifact and modernized diamond jewelry. He continued to stare at it, spinning it around anxiously in his hands."So, she really is a manipulator?" Scarlet asked, her gaze fixed on Harry. He had provided them with all the necessary details and the shocking revelation had left everyone stunned, with some still doubting the existence of such manipulation. Samantha narrowed her eyes at where Stanley was seated, clenching her teeth. Despite Harry making him apologize for his wrongdoings, she couldn't bring herself to forgive him. Looking at him, she felt the urge to march over, grab his beard, and yank it forcefully."So what do we do?" Pietro asked, leaning in with anticipation. Harry took a deep breath, contemplating the best course of action. The situation was complex; Katrina was a crucial asset for the upcoming fashion week and his official design launch. Simply chasing her away would be a form