Adam punched the guard, sending him sprawling on the floor. Before the others inside could react to what was happening, Craig had rushed in firing them with tranquilizers which sent them to sleep immediately. Roberto was still in a daze when everywhere returned to it's original silence. He glanced at his unconscious men on the floor and back up at Adam. "What're you doing here?""To pick up my woman, what else?" Adam rushed to bang his table angrily. "Before that, I want to know who sent you?" He slowly walked around the chair to place his dagger against Roberto's neck. "What do you mean?" Roberto took in a shape intake of breath. "I've always known you weren't smart enough to pull off this sort of thing, Roberto! Tell me the truth before I slit your neck!""Ever since we were children, I've always hated Cleo's existence. Is that enough reason?"Adam gritted, twirling his chair to come face to face with him. "Enough reason to abduct her and start torturing her? Was it because I let
Adam frowned, inspecting the slight smirk on her face. "And what exactly do you mean by that statement?""Surely you didn't poisoned all of them already, right?"Cleo was one complicated woman who was very hard to predict. When she looked away, Adam had to face her again. "I just asked a question, Cleo. Answer me, how do you plan to deal with Roberto and his men?""Are you worried about that scum's life?" She snapped back at him. "I'll be the one to end Roberto Walters completely. I'm only worried about you, Cleo. You don't want that huge amount of blood-shed on your hands. If you poisoned him and all his men, I'm afraid-""You don't get to dictate what I am supposed to do!" Cleo rolled her eyes, attempting to get down from the bed. "Look, I've been trying to caution you to be more careful." Adam tried to stop her. "You're a human not a machine, stop throwing yourself into these dangerous situations!""So was it my fault I got abducted?" She slapped his hands off, a frown on her fac
Adam left the hospital a few moments later, after making sure to delete the message on Cleo's phone. He intended to just have a confrontation with Gerald, asking why he choose to hunt him and his family. What exactly did Felix do to him? On his way to the parking lot, Adam caught sight of a man he wasn't expecting to see. It was the bald-headed Kent. One of the staffs at the Sales department whole had kicked out, but turned around to destroy all the photos in his office. Adam remained composed as he approached the man who was just alighting a taxi. "Mr Carson?" Kent was shocked to meet him, but he quickly hid it from his expression. "What are you going here?" He asked again when Adam didn't give him a reply, just a fierce expression. "I would like to have a word with you." Adam said so calmly that Kent was confused. "Alright." Kent quickly settled the driver before turning around to face Adam again. "Look, Mr Carson, I have nothing to do with you right now. Ever since y
Adam arrived home that day to meet Cleo working on her laptop in her room, looking all serious. "What're you doing?" He asked, his gaze on the several letters floating on the screen. "Trying to hack into Roberto's phone and laptop, I was able to plant a tracking device in his sitting room when I was first abducted." Her fingers kept tapping away at the keyboard with loud taps. "Is this what you intend to use to make him pay?" Adam pulled out a chair behind her. He still couldn't believe how many skills Cleo had. She was a hacker, a trained body guard/ assassin. She could also double as an undercover agent. No wonder why his grandfather recommended her to protect him. Cleo grinned, as she pressed the enter button and a d******d task came on the screen. Adam watched her crooked smile as she waited patiently till the d******d was 100%. She pressed enter and turned around to search her drawer. "I've found it!" "Done what?" Adam asked with a straight face. Cleo glanced back a
Adam arrived at the Orange-Park Bar at exactly 6.50pm the following day. The lot was starting to get filled with all sorts of luxurious cars, even the lights inside shone of different colors, waiters and waitresses bustling around in preparation for the night. Adam had almost never been in a place like this before. Even from the locations and the air, he could tell that it was a high-end bar where a lot of illegal thing takes place. One even needed to book a reservation at the private rooms to get a spot. He had been totally unable to focus while he was at the office. Richard has been very hardworking these days. After he arrived from his vacation leave, he was able to channel more energy into working harder for the company. That was also probably cause Roberto and his goons were no longer around to frustrate his efforts. Adam’s jaw clenched. That reminds him, Roberto’s suspension was only left with barely two weeks. Two weeks until his cursed cousin returned to start causing issu
The auction began in earnest. The MC would call the name of a particular antique, the waiters would bring it out and the pricing begins. "One last admonishment before we begin. We do not condone any form of violence here or using fire arms like what happened the last time. Any one who engages in such a distasteful act will be exempted from being invited during the next auction, and would be forever banned from entering this bar!” His words brought up a cloud of murmurs among the audience. “Is this how you intend to repay us after all our hefty investments into your club?” “Exactly. How can you permit someone to take an object I only want for myself?” Adam watched as the uproar grew. This auction wasn’t one among level-headed human beings. It was simply a show-off of wealth among members of the upper-class elites. People who probably had done several illegal things to get money, and would do anything to get what they want! The MC realized his mistake, and quickly apologized. “Our e
A loud uproar went up the crowd, but the MC kept on anyway. “This pistol was with him everywhere he went, up to when he was having his private bath, and it was used to help him escape death several times. This pistol was one of the first products of the UST Navy 20 years ago, made from the original steel and iron smelted together. Also having a pack of light-weight lead bullets, one of the rarest in the world.” The noise erupted louder as everyone was excited. “Now, who is set to take this breath-taking piece home?” Adam waited until the MC announced the first price. "This mind-boggling pistol will be going for 19 million dollars. Are there others willing to vy further?" "30 million dollars!" A man immediately raised his placard. "40 million dollars!" Another shouted. "I'll gladly drop 50 million dollars for that pistol!" In no time, the price went up to 100 million, making it the first item at the auction crossing that mark tonight. The MC was already trembling with excitem
"How exactly are you going to repay for this mistake?" He encircled Adam with slow strides, anger and rage emitting from his body. "You seem to be new at the auction. I've never seen anyone that dares to go against me, the Almighty Gerald! So who gave you the audacity?" "Who gave me the audacity?" Adam asked, raising his head slowly. "You really want to know?" He looked deep into the man's eyes as if daring him to a challenge. Gerald was dumbstruck for a second, before Adam's face registered in his memory. "So it's you!" "Yes, Mr Gerald. It's me, Adam Carson. Have we met before?" He stretched his hands for an handshake. Gerald stared at his hand like it was a piece of shit. Adam carefully retracted his hand. "And this would be my first time attending an auction like this, I was simply playing by the regulations, where exactly did I break the rules?" "You!" Gerald scoffed. "Are you really going to pretend like you don't understand what I'm saying?" "Come clear." Adam placed