Mr. Damon and his family were seated in their living room after the elections. Unlike their usual routine, none of them had gone out to vote, so they anxiously awaited the results.Mr. Damon's gaze remained fixed on the television screen as the news anchor seemed to delay, skirting around delivering the information they awaited.After a few minutes of this uncertainty, he decided to proceed with the news. Everyone leaned in with keen interest, their eyes glued to the television, eager to hear the results.The news anchor began, "Ladies and gentlemen, after months of campaigning and anticipation, we finally have the results for the Congressional election. It was a closely contested battle, but ultimately…”All eyes remained fixed on the TV screen as the anchor proclaimed, "Mr. Fredrik Bahm has emerged as the winner!"Mr. Damon's eyes widened in astonishment, gasping in disbelief. He couldn't fathom what he had just heard. Fredrik winning over him was unexpected, especially after Victor
"Sir, do you mean you won the election?" one of the reporters asked after a few minutes of silence, prompting others to snap out of their reverie.Mr Damon's remark was one they weren't expecting."So,are you saying it was rigged? Mr. Fredrik isn't the rightful winner of the election?" another reporter chimed in, pushing forward and pushing her camera toward Mr. Damon's face."You mentioned benefactors. Are you implying that Fredrik Bahm is controlled by corporate giants behind the scenes while he's just a figurehead?" "Could you elaborate more on this, sir?" another interrupted abruptly, causing everyone to fall silent as he brought a microphone forward to speak."You all know me too well. I can't let this slide. If I don't get vindicated, it jeopardizes the future of our country. I can't allow some stand-in riffraff to take up such an important role in the country.""It would be a shame for us now and in the future. He has no autonomy, and you all saw it. The election was rigged. Wh
The L&M Hotels compound buzzed with guests, and cars filled the garage in preparation for the upcoming New Year's Eve concert at the hotel's event center, an event Harry had scheduled to bring in more tracks and generate revenue to the hotel.In his office, the door suddenly creaked open, revealing Jade walking in, her gaze fixed on her phone as she was engrossed in it, making her way toward where Harry was seated.Upon reaching him, she slowly lowered her hands, allowing Harry to see what had grabbed her attention: Mr. Damon's speech, threatening to initiate a legal duel challenging the election results.Harry sat up, adjusting in his chair as he brought the phone closer to his gaze. His full attention was fixed on the screen as he watched Mr. Damon threaten a legal challenge to contest the election results and a gasp slowly escaped his mouth at Mr Damon's guts as he tried to play the victim card to gain the public sympathy.The sound of the door opening startled both Harry and Jade,
"Good morning, sir. There's a package that needs your urgent attention," said one of Harry's staff as he entered his office, prompting Harry to quietly raise his gaze."What is it?" he asked."I don't know, sir. It's sealed up!"Jade swiftly gestured, collected the box, and handed it over to Harry. Without wasting any time, he placed it on his table and began to unbox it.With a determined and curious look, Harry tore the seal apart, causing a brown envelope to fall to the ground as he forcefully ripped open the box.Harry stooped down and retrieved the envelope from the ground, examining it closely. The envelope bore a coat of arms, with the words "Legal Affairs" embossed in silver at the upper corner. With a deep breath, he tore open the envelope and withdrew a neatly folded letter.As Harry unfolded the letter, his eyes traced the elegant calligraphy. His initial curiosity turned into disbelief, almost whispering as he read aloud, "The legal duel? He's suing me?"His mind raced, at
The courtroom hummed with activity—lawyers, photographers, and videographers moved about, their cameras flashing, casting light on judges, attorneys, the audience, and witnesses alike.Today marked the legal duel, and Mr. Damon and his lawyer couldn't contain their smiles as Jade stepped forward to represent Harry.A wide grin lit up Mr. Damon's face at the sight of Jade taking charge. He recognised that she lacked the experience of his own seasoned attorneys, who had tackled more significant cases and legal showdowns. This was Jade's inaugural appearance at such a grand public hearing.Scarlet waved from the crowd, trying to cheer Jade up, and Jade smiled back, heaving a sigh of relief. Of course, she learned from the best and most sought-after attorney of the beat law firm in Europe. She shrugged off her nervousness, taking her seat near Harry and Fredrik.Scarlet eyes darted around and fell on some familiar faces, but her eyes widened at the sight of her mom, Ms. Oct, in the court
The entire courtroom buzzed with murmurs and whispers as all eyes swiftly turned towards where Ms. Oct was seated.Scarlet gasped, her breath catching in her throat as she slowly lifted her gaze to her mother. It was a cruel tactic he had employed, and it had worked seamlessly, especially since Martin was in prison for illegal drug possession,it alighted with his accusations so well that one would think it was the truth."My son is innocent!" Ms. Oct's voice echoed through the building as she pointed accusingly at Mr. Damon."My son has no involvement with the warehouse or the drugs! You're deranged! Tell them the truth! You lunatic!" Her voice cracked from both empathy and relentless shouting and she continued pointing fingers at him."How dare you accuse my son? How dare you shift the blame onto him?! You deceive me and target my family?!""Order! Order!" The judge's gavel struck the table, yet Ms. Oct's persistent yelling persisted."Take her out!" ordered the judge, and the securi
The exterior of the house buzzed with activity as decorators meticulously placed various flowers at each entrance, lending a vibrant touch to the facade. The ground was covered in a lush green carpet, evoking the feel of a luxurious red carpet event.Inside, the house bustled with the presence of several decorators, a necessity given its considerable size.Harry had invested in a state-of-the-art 'Smart House' system for enhanced security and privacy."Wow, those flower designs on the door are stunning," Jade exclaimed, pointing at the intricate decorations.Harry, wearing a smile, closed the gap between them, gently wrapping his arm around her waist. "I almost forgot to praise your skills at the duel from last week."His lips formed a subtle grin as he leaned in, placing a tender kiss on her cheek. "I apologize for being so caught up with preparing for the housewarming party. I hope I'm not too late with my compliments?”Jade's cheeks flushed beet red from blushing as Harry planted a
Harry's eyes sparked with fury as he fidgeted through his clothes, awaiting an answer. Instead, she remained silent, sitting on the floor, staring at Harry as if plotting something else entirely.Struggling to contain his emotions since she seemed unwilling to talk, Harry swallowed hard, gulping down his Saliva to control himself."Please, I have kids to feed at home," she pleaded, rising back to her knees, clasping her hands together, her voice trembling."Please, I beg you. Let me off the hook just this once. Besides, I wasn't trying to harm you," she said, desperately.Harry's brow furrowed in confusion. "You weren't trying to harm me? So, what were you attempting to do? You've been following me for the past hour and managed to get into the elevator with me. The elevator should have been your ideal spot, but you messed it all up.”Ignoring Harry's words, she continued pleading, "Please, I beg you. I have a toddler to breastfeed at home now. Please, I beg you. I didn't come here to
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