December 28th. The sun streamed through the windows of the Luciano mansion as Mrs. G hurriedly prepared breakfast to match Harry's schedule. They were all leaving today.Scarlet and Jade arranged their bags while Jade attempted to cheer her up. However, since that threat on Christmas day, Scarlet hadn't been herself, despite Harry's assurances that she'd be safe.They all went out to the beach and cinemas, but she refused and decided to stay home all alone. The morning's message had dampened all the excitement she had about spending Christmas with people who cared, unlike in previous years when she was always lonely or spent it by herself.She resigned herself to solitude, and since then, she hadn't been herself, consumed by thoughts of what kind of gift Martin had left at her house.After they finished breakfast, they headed downstairs and loaded their luggage into the car.Soon, they arrived at the airport, and Pietro swiftly paid for parking before they departed for Houston. He acce
Harry approached the area where the other officers were gathered, spotting Officer Armstrong among them."I need to see your superior. Get him out here," he ordered, drawing everyone's attention to himself.Officer Armstrong stood up and motioned for Harry to follow him to the superior's office."Sir!" Armstrong saluted upon entering the office."He's here regarding the woman with drugs in her home down the street.""Is he her lawyer?" the superior queried, but before Armstrong could respond, Harry interjected, cutting him off mid-sentence."Actually, I'm her guardian, and my lawyer is right here with me," Harry clarified."Ah, I see. Alright, you both can come in," the senior officer replied, gesturing for Harry and Jade to take a seat in front of him."I'm Officer George, the senior officer of this district," he introduced himself, extending his hand with a smug smile.Harry quickly shook his hand, eager to hear about Scarlet's case."The person you're here for had about 400 grams
Jade's eyes widened at the news as she struggled to comprehend how it had happened so quickly. The UPP wasn't the kind of party to overlook someone with drug deal scandals as their candidate for the upcoming election.Clutching her bag tightly, she couldn't fathom what Mr. Damon might be planning by joining the UPP. He had been notably quiet for the past few weeks.The cab pulled up in front of the L&M hotels, and Jade swiftly exited, making her way inside in a rush. She was eager to break the news about Mr. Damon running for Congress in their district. She wasn't sure if Harry and Scarlet had heard about it yet.Hurrying inside, she found Harry and Scarlet, both equally surprised, as she stumbled in."Did you hear anything?" Jade approached them, her gaze fixed on Harry, who wore a blank expression, seemingly unable to grasp what she was saying."Like what?" he finally replied.Jade swallowed, trying to calm herself before sharing the news. "Mr. Damon is the Unified Progress Party's
A tall, masculine man in his early thirties, dressed in white garments that resembled those of the reverend's attendants, approached Harry and Pietro where they were seated."Good afternoon, how may the reverend help you?" he greeted with a smile."Something spiritual. I need to see him personally," Harry responded, not sparing the young man a glance, while Pietro observed as he left.They had been waiting for the last two hours to see Reverend Hale. However, there was a long line of people seeking spiritual advice and prayers.In a world where some logical matters often seek spiritual guidance, everyone stood in line to meet the same priest who had just endorsed someone seemingly unscrupulous as God's chosen candidate for the job."You came yesterday, didn't you?" One woman in the line asked another as she joined."Yeah, I did. My husband didn't eat my meal last night but requested to defile my body, and I refused. He said he would divorce me," she confidently replied, drawing Harry'
The cool evening breeze blew as Harry sat in the hotel lobby, engrossed with his phone. After turning it off, he returned to his table, taking a sip of his drink while his mind lingered on the day's ordeal.Reverend Hale's words about fighting for a lost cause lingered in his thoughts. He refused to accept it as a prophecy or a predestined fate. Believing that everyone held their destinies, Harry dismissed Hale's words.A beep from his phone snapped him out of his contemplation. Slowly picking up his phone, he checked the notification. Scrolling down, he read the headline of a video, "Reverend Hale Re-inducts Another Candidate as the Will of God."Curiosity piqued, Harry quickly clicked on the video. As it began to play, he swiftly headed towards the comment section in search of the core points discussed."Did he induct someone else? Who?" Harry thought as he scrolled through the comment section."I'm sure voting for Reverend Hale's candidate," one comment read. Harry rolled his eyes
After a few minutes, Harry sped into the church premises and parked his car before heading inside to find Reverend Hale.Upon entering, he noticed the absence of the previous long queue; it seemed the sessions for the day had ended.As he approached, one of the priest's assistants blocked his path. "He is done giving advice for today." He said."Tell him it's Harry; he personally asked me to come see him now," Harry lied, hoping the assistant would believe him. He wasn't prepared to disclose any information to someone who might not be trustworthy.The man nodded slowly, seemingly buying Harry's explanation, and allowed him to pass. Harry swiftly made his way into the priest's office.Once he reached Reverend Hale's office, Harry noticed the absence of the cassock, and a smirk of satisfaction curled up on his lips as he clutched the file in his hand, muttering under his breath, "Time for violation."Entering the office again, he swiftly settled into the chair, startling Reverend Hale,
In no time, Harry arrived at his hotel and hurried inside. Glancing at his watch, it was 6:43 PM, and he sighed in disappointment at how late the time had been,his whole day was about visiting Reverend Hale.He hasn't gone to either of the companies or anywhere he was supposed to.His business visits had been put on hold due to the focus on arranging everything for Fredrik. Harry slammed the car doors shut, locking them before heading towards the hotel entrance. Suddenly, a tall figure, about six feet,wide hairy chest and abs, Weighing by his height one would think he was in his early forties but it was half of that.He started walking towards him. Harry paused, stopping in his tracks as the figure approached.“Hey, Harry Lucaino,” the voice sounded cold, accompanied by a forced smile. Harry could easily discern the insincerity and anticipated an encounter.“How can I assist you? No need for the fake smile,” Harry responded, meeting the piercing gaze without flinching.“Do I need to?” H
The following day, Harry woke up early as usual. He hurriedly took a bath and dressed himself, realizing upon a glance at his watch that it was already 9:00 am—he had overslept.He threw on a simple Louis Vuitton T-shirt and shorts before making his way downstairs. Acknowledging greetings from his staff with a wave, he briskly exited, intending to stop by his company before visiting Iron Fist.Without delay, Harry hit the road in his Range Rover. He swiftly checked on his Fashion company, ensuring everything was running smoothly before departing to Mr. Damon's, now known as Luciano's, company."Good morning, sir!" Bruce greeted Harry, prompting other staff members to quickly follow suit, expressing their gratitude for the increased pay and allowances since Harry assumed control of the company.After a few minutes, Harry took his leave, realizing he was running late for the meeting with Iron Fist. With the upcoming elections and his anticipated busy schedule, punctuality was crucial.T