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
Meanwhile Adam's ears were ringing as he drove his car back home. He could imagine the amount of rage pumping through that man's blood right now. "Bastard! Next time you try to hurt my family, I'll end your life that day!" He arrived home after ascertaining that no one was following him. To be safe, Adam parked the car outside the estate and changed the car plate number without anyone noticing. It was a rented car anyway, the owner would come pick it here by tomorrow. He trekked the remaining distance to his house, arriving to meet Cleo and Amelia having a good time watching cartoons while munching on snacks. "Big bro, where are you coming from?" Amelia's sudden question caught him off guard. "Oh, Princess. I...I went out with some friends." Adam scratches his head, stuttering. Cleo threw him a look, but didn't say a word. "Really? Did you have fun?" Amelia smiled. Adam was pleased that he wanted to know, so he settled on the couch beside her and explained how the auct
They exchanged glances with each other. "You might not understand right now, but there's good news coming our way. Unfortunately, it will run out to be bad news for some certain people!" Max shook his head with a sneer. "Yeah. Roberto is returning. Isn't that all there is? What's there to be excited about that fool's return?" "Oh, when the time comes. You'll understand what we mean?" Sean merely laughed, his fierce gaze on Adam. "We just came to tell you to enjoy your position while it lasts, who knows when it will be snatched abruptly and you end up getting kicked out!" He ended up grabbing Garrett and leaving the same way he came. "Good luck for what's to come. You'll surely need it!" Max made a sign of kill before scrambling after his friends as well. Perry was about to ask Adam what he thought about their words just now but he stopped her. "Just ignore them. Whatever they have planned is not enough to shake me in any way!" She started at him, feeling reassured by the confi
"Nothing would happen to you, grandpa." Adam grabbed hold of his hands. "Please stop predicting doom. You'll go in and come out safely!" "My health might be failing, but my cognition is still okay, boy. I'm already well past 80. There would always be higher risk of complications, so just heed whatever I have to say." Adam nodded without saying a word further. "I want to appoint you as the President of Walters Corporations, kid. But you should understand that with great power comes great responsibilities!" Isaac's face turned serious. "I have been monitoring your growth at the company, and I have heard several testimonies from different board members. You're a hard-working and tenacious man." "But you have to work harder to prove that you deserve this position, do you understand?" Isaac asked. Adam only nodded. "Work harder, sure I will. I can guess you have some tasks for me already?" "Yep. For now, I'll only sign the deed of transfer of position to you before I go for my trea
"That rascal keeps getting worse every day. How could he be so insensitive? Throwing a party at such a critical moment in our lives?" Adam was furious when he returned into the study. "What critical moment?" Isaac was a bit perplexed. "You're going into the ER, grandpa and your chances of survival are 50%! You're the only relative I have apart from my father and sister, and now I'm not sure if you'll return alive?" Isaac's face dimmed. "Well, you still have others like Roberto and his f-" He was interrupted by the sound of banging on the door. "Grandpa, this is the VVIP invite, created specially for you, please make sure you come!" It was Roberto. He slipped an IV card underneath the door. "I'll sending your outfit and the driver that will be taking you to and fro, you don't need to worry about anything!" After a few more sentences, he left noisily. Adam went ahead to pick up the card, placing it on the table. "You can go in my stead. Use this chance to build a solid relati