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
Mr. Damon and his aides made their way to the board meeting, taking their respective positions, each of them wearing a frown.Bruce coordinated the meeting and explained the current situation to the entire board while everyone paid attention and took important notes into their macbooks.Everyone shared their opinions, and they collectively decided to urgently seek new investors to invest in their company.“Seek out new investors and bring them to my office for approval,” Mr. Damon directed, concluding the meeting as he waved at everyone and left the hall with Steele and Martino.The meeting concluded, agreeing to search for five investors willing to promptly invest in Archer's company to prevent bankruptcy but Mr. Damon was still stunned by the costs of Harry's actions, more than he had ever imagined it would cost him.Frustratedly and feeling belittled,he picked up his phone and dialed Benson's number.“Come to my office immediately!” He ordered before ending the call.Shortly after, B
Harry took a deep breath to compose himself before turning to Jade. "What is it?"“I think we should invest in them. Even if he had his money invested in drugs, he still needs his company, and I'm sure it's very important to the three of them. What if we invested anonymously?"Harry's brows shot up immediately as his eyes darted around the room, trying to digest Jade's plans. After a few minutes, he thought it through and nodded slowly.“That's a good idea."“Investing anonymously and then asking for a part of the shares as a condition, he has no choice so he wouldn't hesitate to sign with us immediately,”“But I need a loan shark I can partner with,” he added."Yeah, that's fantastic!” Pietro smiled enthusiastically about the idea.“With that, you can get the company from him. This is good!” Jade smirked.“Do you know any loan shark that's trustworthy?"Harry turned his gaze to Jade.“It seems Damian is the only wealthy loan shark here in New York,” Jade rolled her eyes in disgust at t
“Sir, the anonymous candidates for the investors are here." Pietro snapped Harry out of his thoughts, and Harry nodded absentmindedly.“Yes, let them in."He was still carried away by yesterday's news of him being a fake Tazio Luciano. Seeing himself at a crossroads, he was nervous about the information being the truth. He engrossed himself in different thoughts about how, if he was asked to prove himself, would he do it.Sitting in the lounge, he wondered who posted such an article, but then another thought crept into his mind: What if he was a fake son?The thought of it sends shivers down his spine as his breath becomes shallow and rapid..The next minute, the door to the lounge creaked open, and Pietro came in with two tall men and an averagely slim lady. He gestured for them to sit, which they did, but Harry was still engrossed in his fearful thoughts.“Sir!” Pietro snapped him back to the present.Harry quickly composed himself and turned to the people in front of him.“I'm sur
A knock on the door interrupted Mr. Damon from the files he was scanning through.“Come in,” he said.Bruce walked slowly to his boss's table.“Good morning, sir!".Mr. Damon nodded his head, and Bruce pulled out a chair, making himself comfortable.He cleared his throat. "Sir, I've got an investor I think you should check out."Mr. Damon quickly tossed the file aside and focused his attention on Bruce, knowing how deadly they were looking for an investor to invest with them.“Who do you have in mind?” He asked.“Sir, Scarlet Jones, She's a reliable loan shark with billions of dollars and she invests in companies. Sir, she's a big catch. I think we should try it out,” he explained, bringing out a paper from the files he had while he passed it to Mr. Damon.“This is her portfolio, sir, and her estimated current net worth."Mr. Damon glanced through the paper, and he quickly turned to Bruce. " Reach out to her and fix a meeting immediately!"Mr. Damon was left with no choice but to hop
After a few hours, Harry arrived at the airport with Jade and Pietro, making their way to the Luciano family.As they stopped at the airport, Harry suddenly felt nauseous as certain thoughts began to flood back, but he quickly composed himself and followed Pietro as they sluggishly walked into the car. Within a few minutes, they arrived at the Luciano family's house.The mansion was grand, adorned with beautiful chandeliers and marbled floors scattered throughout.Today, however, the atmosphere was different. The celebratory air emanating from the house exuded supremacy as it was fully decked out for the Thanksgiving festivities.As Harry stepped inside the mansion, he was taken aback by the opulence, but he swiftly composed himself and followed closely behind Pietro.Walking slowly, observing little children playing around in the compound, he couldn't help but smile at them.“Who are they?” He whispered as they walked into the elevator.“They're the grandchildren of the Luciano famil
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