Adam drew in a sharp breath. "What're you doing, Cleo?""Exactly what I should have done a long time ago." She smirked, adjusting the pistol in her right hand.With a small smile, Adam tried to reach out to her. "Cleo, if this is a prank, please stop. You said you had something to talk about, that's why you invited me here!""Shut the fuck up!" Cleo snapped, a flicker of rage lit up in her eyes. "The next time you speak without my permission, I'll blow your brains off!" she slammed the pistol against his forehead. "Why?" Adam managed to stutter, heart racing. "I've always hated your guts, Adam." Cleo said with anger. "You were born a lucky kid that had everything, while my family and I had to slave before we got basic necessities!""Imagine the joy in my heart when your father was kicked out of the Walters family, and he had to escape like a fugitive?" She snickered. "It felt so satisfactory when I saw you at your in-laws, looking all miserable and forsaken." Cleo burst out laughing
Adam signaled Craig to stay put, as he tried his best to get a remarkable view of the person.Dark hair, pointed nose, straight jaw and a well built, tall figure. The person he and Cleo had gone this length just to reveal! The person that was behind every bad thing that had happened to his family from 6 years ago. "Ahh." Adam grunted as Craig quickly removed the bullet from the bullet-proof vest he was putting on. "You're lucky it didn't get 0.1cm deeper, Boss. Your heart would have taken a hit!" Craig muttered in a whisper. "Quickly!" Adam hurried him. He needed to get up and catch this person. "Careful boss, you have a huge wound on your forehead!" Craig removed the blood bag, trying to caution him. But Adam had already jumped up, dashing to snatch the door open. He was just in time to see the tall figure scurry away and disappear. In the dark, Adam could swear that he saw an intense flash of hatred in this man's eyes right before he disappeared. Unfortunately, he wasn't ab
Adam alighted from the G-wagon right in front of the Walters Corporations, his mind determined and ready for what was to come. As he stepped down in his designer suit, gazes shifted to him and the several cars arriving right behind him. Several staffs were in the parking lot, as they arrived exactly during the rush hour. They’d barely stepped in when the gossips began. “Whoa! Isn’t that Mr Carson, the current Head of HR here at the company? Why is he dressed so sophisticated?” “I heard there’s going to be a huge meeting today. I wonder what it’s going to be about?” One higher ranking staff was the one that broke the ice. “It’s an insider secret, but I heard Senior Isaac Walters will be arriving to supervise the board meeting. A new President is about to be elected!” At the sound of that, several eyes widened in realization. Their gazes zeroed in on Adam with surprise and suspicion, but he didn’t have time to bother with them. Adam checked his watch again. “They should have made
Adam stared grimly at the letter in his hands, his mind reeling around possible culprits. “Are you sure this is the only form of interaction my grandfather has received within yesterday and this morning?” “At this point, I can’t be so sure.” Craig responded quickly. “I found this letter squeezed and tossed into the bin, God knows how many more threats the old man has received!” Adam was silent for a while before replying. “Where is my grandfather right now?” There was a loud clang before Craig’s whisper came up. “The drivers are trying to help Senior Walters into the car right now…” His voice broke off. “The old man seems pale and sick, Boss. This was exactly how he looked a few days before his surgery!” Craig muttered, and before Adam could think of a reply the phone went off. Craig’s words kept ringing in Adam’s ears long after he’d dropped the call. His grandfather recently got a lung resection, and the doctors had made sure his recovery was more then 80% before discharging h
The hall loomed with a dangerous silence as everyone stared at each other, shock and disbelief in their eyes. "With all due respect, Mr Walters. Can you repeat your statement?" Thomas asked. Isaac frowned. "I said I will be making my grandson the next President of this company!""What?" Ernestine scoffed. "I don't understand, perhaps you have another grandson?""What is too hard to understand in my statement?"Thomas chuckled. "Perhaps you should speak more directly, sir?"Isaac replied angrily. "My grandson, Roberto will be the next President of Walters Corporations! Do you understand now?"The tension in the air hung heavy, everyone in the hall had a dark expression.Except a select few."Thank you so much, Grandpa!" Roberto beamed, walking up to give him a deep bow. "I promise to never let you or the company down!""We really appreciate your good will, sir." Max, Sean and Garrett also took turns to shake hands with him. "As the Heads of departments, we promise to work hand in hand
Adam was taken aback with shock. "What do you mean by that?""Exactly what I said!" Ernestine flew into a rage of panic. "I should have known when I saw that resolute look on his face! Isaac never makes such a huge decision without considering all the factors involved!""That's right. He didn't even consider the fact that we were all against his decision, he went ahead to make Roberto the President. This can only prove one thing.""What?""That he is being forced or threatened to do this by some person!" Both men said simultaneously, finally confirming what Adam already had in mind. The air hung with a silent tension. "What are you going to do now?" Adam asked them. "Confront Isaac of course! The best he could have done was inform us about this before making the decision. Besides, we must see to it that we discover the person behind all of this!""No, not that. I mean your resignation." Adam corrected them. Both men exchanged glances. "Resignation? When this company needs us the mo
"Oh, Adam. You're here?" Cleo patted Amelia fondly, giving him a quick look. Her actions further sent waves of jealousy deeper into Adam's heart. "Princess, big bro is back. Won't you give him a hug too?""Hug who?" Amelia's expression was so conflicted that Cleo burst out laughing. She moved closer to whisper. "You need to stop forcing it, Adam. Let her give it of her own volition.""Yeah, you can laugh cause you're not the one dying with jealousy!" Adam pushed her off, quickly taking a seat beside his sister on the couch. "How was your day, baby? Did your tutor come teach you?"She shook her head. "And why's that?" Adam faced Cleo. "That's because I'm here today. I needed to spend some time with Amelia, cause I have no idea what is coming next." Her voice went dangerously low as she spoke. "I've told you your not returning to that man, Cleo. You're not going against my orders this time!"She frowned, but didn't say anything. "Aunt, I'm hungry. Can we make some Oriental noodles
"Please don't be mad at my daughter." Lori also took the cue and went on her knees as well. Ever since she spent a week in Lord Jared's dungeon, her behaviour had improved drastically. Adam could only imagine the extent of torture she had endured there. "Seraphina, can't you see we're begging on your behalf! Why aren't you on your knees already?" Lori yelled at her. "W...What did I do, Mum? Why should I kneel? I didn't do anything wrong!" Seraphina pouted, making her bruised face look more swollen. "Let me go, I'm fine now." Cleo muttered softly to the guard holding her. When he did, she slowly cracked her knuckles. Adam clenched his fists in frustration. "Look, I don't care what you came here for, the cops are already on their way, so please cooperate with them to explain why-" he was interrupted by a loud bang. "I'll tell you what you did wrong!" In a split second, Cleo had flown across the room to give Seraphina another smack across the face. "You cursed a little girl to die