As he held onto the box, Jade let out a helpless whimper, a sound that seemed to echo helplessness, leaving both men stunned.Harry remained silent, observing the intruder's actions. The intruder clutched the box while still wielding the gun, his gaze darting between Harry, Pietro, and his accomplice in the same room."Who the hell sent two groups of people into the house within barely twenty-four hours of your arrival?" Pietro's frown deepened as he spoke up.Finally, the intruder fired a shot, staggering back a couple of steps, astonished at the genuinely bulletproof glass.He couldn't believe the level of security Harry had implemented in his house, recognizing the fearsomeness of the men he was dealing with.Investing in a smart house was Harry's best defense, especially considering his mini law firm housing a multitude of important documents."Who sent you?" Harry activated the sound system, allowing them to communicate without compromising the protective glass."Does it even mat
After an hour, the police officers Harry called arrived swiftly at the venue. He led them upstairs to where the chaotic incident had unfolded.The once-packed crowd had dispersed, leaving only Harry and his assistants behind.Upon reaching where Armon's lifeless body lay, one of the police officers inquired, "What happened to him?"Armon's corpse had turned a deep shade of blue, indicative of the poison coursing through his lungs and body as he struggled for life."The box was poisoned," Harry explained, gesturing towards where Armon had dropped the box after retrieving the Rolex watch.The officers refrained from approaching the box, immediately calling for backup and a detective team. Soon, they arrived at Harry's mansion.The police officers swiftly apprehended the second intruder, who was handcuffed and escorted away. Simultaneously, they headed to the living room to arrest Stephanie.The detective team swiftly arrived,photographing the room and the deceased body, and securing the
His gaze drifted down to the three security personnel in question as they positioned themselves in front of him. Uncertainty clouded his mind as he pondered whether he was truly making a sound decision of taking in security personnel."Young master, they'll be staying here with us. Miss Samantha and Mr. Lucas will be your personal guards," Pietro announced.Harry's eyes blinked rapidly at the mention of Samantha; he had anticipated having male guards, assuming them to be stronger."Why the woman and not the two men?" he wondered to himself, but quickly dismissed the thought as unimportant, understanding that the security personnel were just for appearances.He believed he could protect himself from any harm without their assistance.The following day, Harry sluggishly walked out of his room. As soon as he opened the door, the first person he encountered was Samantha.Her eyes popped open, and sleepiness vanished almost instantly at the sight of him. She was dressed in a semi-transpare
The knock on the door jolted both Harry and Jade out of their concentration.Springing up from the couch, Harry didn't hesitate to open the door, only to discover it was the police officers."Good morning, Mr. Harry," one of them greeted, and Harry nodded, ushering them inside.They made themselves comfortable while the one who looked like their head of the department brought out a piece of paper before clearing his throat.On seeing Jade, he remarked, "Oh, miss, thank you for your statement. We really appreciate it; it really helped in our investigations."Jade smiled."Mr. Harry," the officer began, piquing Harry's interest as he leaned in closer to listen."We have done our investigation and noticed that the intruders were indeed two groups. The two who are still alive are from the same group, while the dead one is from a whole different place."Harry nodded quickly; it was information he was privy to before now, so it was no longer new. After meeting the two intruders in his room
At Blazin Eatery in New York,11:00 am. Mr. Damon and Iron Fist sat quietly, engrossed in their meal until the waiter efficiently cleared their dishes once they were done.Breaking the silence, Iron Fist sighed deeply, expressing disappointment, "My men didn't succeed." He wiped his mouth with tissues, and a sense of frustration lingered in his voice.Upon hearing these words, Mr. Damon swiftly raised his head, eyes fixed on Iron Fist in disbelief. Iron Fist had orchestrated a plan to steal the Luciano bracelet that Damian had sent to Harry.After gathering information from Damian about the bracelet and understanding its potential impact on Harry's tattoos – which were no ordinary tattoos – Iron Fist had struck a deal with Damian. Damian provided details about the timing and the specific box in which the bracelet was stored.Mr. Damon had anticipated a flawless execution of the mission. However, learning that it had gone awry, his face contorted into a surprised frown."What really h
As they rode back to their destination, Iron Fist couldn't help but smile at the last-minute events, knowing how much the media would link Armon's death to Harry.Taking a deep breath, he turned to Damon. “How are your plans for the final lawsuits tomorrow?”Mr. Damon sniffed, “I can't tell, but we have the upper hand at the moment, even without the help of the judge.”“I'll pin it on Martin. Ms. Oct thinks she's got the sauce to talk down on people; well, they should take the hit,” he added with a sly smirk.Finally at their destination - Iron Fist's house. They both exited the car and headed inside. In no time, they were in the living room.After a while of Mr. Damon's thoughts, he suddenly sat up on his couch, diverting his eyes away from his phone.“What are your plans for tomorrow?” He asked, curious about what plans he has for the case, now that he is a known witness who would join him as a prosecutor for their court hearing.Taking a deep breath, he replied casually, “Shifting
Gina stopped abruptly in her steps, a startled expression on her face as she clutched her chest before gasping. Raising her eyes back to the figure who now stood in front of her, she couldn't help but stare at her mesmerizing beauty. Despite being in her late sixties, she still held a light and stood out whenever she appeared in public.She stood in front of Damon, her eyes fiery red, glaring with anger as she fixed her gaze on him while he averted his to avoid eye contact with her. Iron Fist wore a puzzled expression, not understanding what was going on.“Oh, here you are,” she chuckled before marring her features into a frown again.“I'm sorry, sir! Very sorry, sir!” Iron Fist's security pleaded, his knees almost giving way to the floor in an attempt to please his boss. He knew fully well what would be his fate once the whole chaos was resolved.“Sir, I tried to hold her off, but she wouldn't. She just barged into the building, refusing to adhere to the rules.”“So how may I help yo
The next day.At the Courtroom.The courtroom was filled with not just people—attorneys, videographers, and witnesses, coupled with the audience and judges—but also different activities.Jade stepped forward, clad in a jumpsuit from Burberry. Her face beamed with triumphant smiles even before starting, and Damon couldn't help but scowl.As usual, Jade being Harry's attorney would have been an advantage, but after seeing how good she was the last time, he underestimated her since it was her first time. He knew better not to try it again. Even if he hates Harry, he couldn't deny the fact that he was a pro, and any attorney he touches turned to be an A-list lawyer of the states.Putting on an unreadable expression, he turned his gaze to Iron Fist, who nodded once their eyes met. Giving him a nod of 'everything is okay,' he had to force a smile, adjusting his clothes like butterflies weren't having a dance in his stomach.His eyes darted to the crowd, and there were not many people like t
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