“What's up with this traffic?” Mr. Damon sighed Frustratedly as he reclined back in his seat.“I don't know, probably the reckless drivers doing their thing,” Benson sighed. They had been stuck in traffic for about thirty minutes, and Mr. Damon was already getting frustrated.“Sir, what if…” Benson hesitated for a moment, uncertain of what he wanted to say.“What if what?”“I've been thinking for a while now, what if you convince Ms. Oct to invest in the company so as to take back all the shares,” he suggested, stealing a look at Mr. Damon through the side mirror.“That would be hard. I think we can hold off until our shipment comes in. Damian agreed to be covered with discreet workers,” he replied, not convinced by the suggestion."Exactly why I said that. Putting all stops into a basket is risky. Why not play two games at once?" Benson added and turned the ignition as the traffic began to dissipate so he moved with the pace slowly hoping the road became free."Two games? What do you
At the Archer's mansion, The dining was set and filled with different dishes as every one of the Archer were present digging into their meal. Mr. Damon and his family were having breakfast when Benson walked in.“Oh, good morning Boss,” he bowed.“Ben, how are you doing? It's been really long since you brought me Russian cakes,” Mrs. Freya teased, causing Benson to smile.“Oh, when next I return home, I'll get you one,” he replied with a soft smile.“Not one, at least two. it's been a long time,” “Okay, honey, I'll get going. I'll see you all when I come back,” Mr. Damon pulled his chair backwards and made his way out with Benson.“Have a nice day, ma,” Benson bowed to Mrs. Freya before following Mr. Damon closely.Once they were outside Mr Damon adjusted his clothes and turned to Benson.“How did it go?” Mr. Damon asked as he settled into the back seat of his car.“It went well. Stanley's loyalty lies in money; he is a money-hungry monster,” Benson retorted.“He should be at Ms. Oct
Mr. Damon's phone began to ring, and he quickly picked it up upon seeing it was Stanley, he had been expecting his call since their last meeting and he held himself not to call so as to be the bigger person."It's been forty-eight hours since I saw you, and now you're calling me.""Where I come from, we call it two days, not how you just said it. I've been running around preparing for what you ordered. It can't happen overnight, can it?" Stanley replied from the other end."I want no mistakes and no traces. I'm tripling it. Three hundred!" Mr. Damon remarked slowly."Oh, you sure know how to make me work hard," Stanley chuckled."The meeting is today, so how is the progress?" Mr. Damon asked, growing impatient with Stanley's small talk. Today was his first official day as a marketing director under Harry in his own company, but he was ready to take it back."I'm not dumb; I can read."Mr. Damon rolled his eyes but calmed himself with a bottle of water on his table."The brake pads in
The cool breeze danced through the air, adding a sense of anticipation to Harry and Archer's collaborative venture.In his office within the warehouse, Mr. Damon sat with his legs casually crossed atop the table, a space lent to him as part of the deal with Ms. Oct.As he absorbed the atmosphere, memories of the previous day at Archer's company flooded his mind—their nervous glances as they hurriedly departed to check on Harry.A satisfied smirk played upon his lips, relishing how smoothly his plan had unfolded.Suddenly, a man's voice jolted him from his thoughts. "Sir, the goods have arrived."Mr. Damon met the messenger's gaze, his expression a mix of excitement and apprehension. "And the workers?""Mr. Damian rounded them up," came the response."Excellent!" Mr. Damon grinned.Eager to inspect the shipment, he rose from his chair, but Damian's words halted him. "Are you that eager?""You go ahead; I'll join shortly," he gestured to the man."Who would've thought a shipment could g
In the ward lobby, Scarlet and Jade sat in silence, each consumed by their own grief. They had been there for the past twelve hours, hoping he would wake up but they were still not allowed to see him. Security had tightened up after a breach was explained, preventing their access despite their begging.The doctor in charge entered the lobby, removing his white coat and handing it to his apprentice. "Still here, huh?"Scarlet and Jade slowly raised their heads upon hearing his voice."How is he doing?" Jade's eyes widened with urgency."Has he woken up?" Scarlet pressed, her tone anxious but the doctor kept mute."Why the silence? Talk to us," Scarlet urged as the doctor remained silent.The doctor took a deep breath. "I'm sorry, but I can't reveal anything to you except to a Luciano or Mr. Pietro. Where is he?""What the hell do you mean!" Scarlet slammed the table, startling everyone, her eyes blazing with fury and her veins almost popping as she couldn't take sidelining them anymore
After Scarlet left for the company,Jade walked slowly out of the lobby, clutching her phone tightly.She paced back and forth in front of Harry's ward, uncertainty clouding her mind as she fought off each negative thought creeping into her. She kept scanning for the doctor, but he was nowhere to be found. Was he truly an intruder? How had he gained access to Harry's ward? Her thoughts made her limbs weak with each thought of it.Fed up with waiting on the sidelines, she approached a nurse on duty. "Where's the doctor?""Good morning, which one of them?" the nurse replied.Jade sighed; she didn't know his name but remembered how he looked without his white coat. "I don't know his name. I mean the one in charge of Harry Luciano.""There are multiple doctors attending to him. How does she look?" the nurse asked.Jade's breath caught at the mention of 'she.' Were there no male doctors attending to Harry? she wondered."Are they all females? No male attending to him?" she asked."Oh, I do
"Can we start the meeting? I guess that was what you were about to do," Scarlet sneered, dropping her Chanel bag to the table and settling into her chair."Oh, don't be too fast. I've found a shareholder willing to buy out the shares and give you guys yours. We can't have a lifeless MD, can we?" Mr. Damon retorted.Scarlet's fists clenched as she suppressed her pain upon seeing Mr. Damon aiming to provoke her with his words. But the speed with which they moved to impeach Harry made her curious about how they could predict if he would survive."So, what are you hinting at?" "Nothing serious. For a company to keep moving forward, it will need an MD, won't it?" He smiled."So, impeachment?""You surely take after your father. Exactly what I want," a knowing grin curled up on his lips."Of course I do. But he can't be impeached just yet, it's barely twenty-four hours," she replied."That's precisely why it should be changed. The seasonal sales are closely approaching. I might have low sh
"Why did you want to give up that spot now? You should be holding it down for your master," Scarlet blurted out, unable to contain her thoughts any longer but Pietro focused on the road. Pietro drove slowly, his silence creating an awkward energy and aura in the car. Scarlet kept staring at him. Unlike him, who had been showing interest in her for some time, today felt different. Perhaps he was grieving, just like everyone else. But a little conversation wouldn't hurt. Her mind swirled with thoughts as they made the last turn towards the hospital. Uncertainty clouded her mind as negative thoughts began to surface. Did he know what happened to Harry? Was he with Mr. Damon now? Or is Harry d… She shook her head, trying to dispel such thoughts, but they persisted, filling her heart with worry. As she stole glances at Pietro through the side mirror, the weight became unbearable. She couldn't hold it any longer, so she decided to ask. "Where were you last night?" "Nowhere serious," he
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