"President, please wait," Director Lloyd yelled out as he tried to catch up with KO, who was heading out of the building. "President, please listen." KO had been assigned as the temporary president of the company as Nicholas was running for politics. Since Victor was still in the East, they were still unsure who was best suited to take the position as president, considering the recent issues with rats in the company. However, KO didn't expect that Director Lloyd would dare betray them. She had always believed she knew her people well, but little did she know that they were only useful when they needed something from her. As she continued to ignore him, KO was suddenly pulled back when someone grabbed her arm. "I SAID WAIT!" KO was shocked, and as she was about to fight back, her bodyguards stepped forward to push the man aside and prevent him from getting any closer to her. Director Lloyd was furious at KO's indifference towards him. His blood boiled, and he was about to grab her a
It was late in the evening when Victor returned from another gathering with Charles Chen and his group of young masters. They had gone on an all-men outing, leaving the girls upset with Charles for not inviting them. As some of the girls were trying to win Charles' heart, they saw every opportunity as a chance. "Master, you've returned," Edward said as he assisted Victor, who smelled like alcohol. He helped the man out of his coat and seated him in a chair. "Should I get you something?" "Hmm, make some coffee for me and bring me the latest files Lucas prepared," Victor said as he headed to his study and started working. It didn't take long for Edward to return with coffee and snacks. Victor didn't touch them at first; he took the documents Edward handed him and skimmed through the different files. "Is this it?" Victor inquired, feeling disappointed with what he had read. "Yes, I haven't received anything else apart from those," Edward explained as he handed the coffee to Victor. "
Megan Chen was out and about with her celebrity friends and was parting ways with them. She has been everywhere, as she has been declaring she is in a relationship with the mysterious tycoon Mr. Augustine. Everyone knew that the man had invested a billion in her movie project. It was already late when she decided to head home all alone without any help from her friends. She has been acting all proud, not worrying about anything as she has a mighty man protecting her. However, not everyone was aware of her status as she meet her dome that night. "Lady, are you lost?" "Don't worry, will help you get home." A group of men surrounded the girl as she was making her way to her car. As she was still an unknown celebrity, despite she has some backing from the Chen, she didn't have enough financial support yet, nor earning to hire some bodyguards for her. She was somehow drunk, yet still had some sense of what was happening. She became all shaken as she saw the group of men following her.
The next day, Victor arrived at the Chen's home with gifts for the family, especially for Megan. He brought along his assistant, Edward, who handed the gifts to Madam Chen, while Victor personally presented a bouquet to Megan. "How are you feeling?" Victor inquired, concern evident in his eyes, as he handed the bouquet to her. "I'm fine. Once again, thank you for saving me," Megan replied, trying to act like a proper daughter of a prestigious family. In truth, if her uncle and aunt weren't around, she would have acted like a giddy celebrity, appearing arrogant and proud of the man's visit. Charles observed everything from a distance, occasionally giving Megan cues on how to conduct herself. He had thought overnight that if Megan could emulate Carmela's behavior, the man might be more inclined to choose her in the end. To secure her place by his side, they needed to provide Megan with a better background and stronger support. Megan kept a certain distance between herself and Victor,
For the next few days, Victor kept his distance from the Chen family to show his dissatisfaction with what had happened. He declined invitations from Charles to hang out with their group of friends and didn't bother giving them any reasons. "Charles, what's going on? How come Mr. Augustine hasn't visited us at all? This is all that snake's fault," Megan said, gritting her teeth while seated on the sofa. She had thought it through overnight and believed that what happened was for the best. "If she didn't cling to Mr. Augustine, this wouldn't have happened." "Megan, that's enough. Why are you still here anyway? Don't you have filming?" Charles sighed, already stressed out from all that had happened. He didn't expect that a simple miscalculation would ruin everything. He felt like he wanted to bring the woman back and torture her to relieve his anger. "I-I don't want to go," Megan acted like a spoiled brat, averting her gaze to the other side of the room as she hugged a pillow for comf
Words of what happened to Megan spread throughout society. The Chens put on an act by venting all their anger on the production crew. Even the main director, who knew the Chens well, was shocked that they actually took out their anger on them. It was only then that he realized the reason why… "WHAT? Did he really come on that day?" "Yes, he even said we could continue without him." As the assistant director explained everything, the director didn't bother anymore and headed to the hospital where the girl was staying. When they arrived, things couldn't have been more awkward when the man himself appeared. "Mr. Augustine? What are you…?" However, the director didn't even have the chance to greet the man or finish what he had to say when the man just walked past him and left. This made the director worried that the billion-dollar investment might disappear. He knew that the investment before was intended for the girl, not because he was a fan of his work. "Let's go," the director s
The room was decorated with various crystals hanging from the ceiling, and fresh flowers were scattered everywhere, creating a dreamy and fantasy-like atmosphere. Carmela and Victor were attending one of Carmela's friend's weddings together. She was delighted that Victor had given her time and attended the wedding. Lately, rumors were circulating about Victor having affection for some actress, which made her worry that he might have lost interest in her. But she believed that a man like him would still choose a lady with proper breeding and connection in the end. "Is something wrong?" Victor inquired, noticing that Carmela seemed emotional. "Hmm, nothing, I'm just glad they finally settled down together. They used to break up so many times, but it's heartwarming to see them together now," Carmela answered, holding back her tears of joy. "In life, love is the most challenging thing. You'll never know what will happen. Even after years of being together, fate might lead you to someon
Victor returned with some drinks and noticed Carmela was left with the couple, while the newcomers were no longer around. "Ah, Aug," Carmela skipped towards him and grabbed the glass of refreshment. "About earlier, it seems you..." "Don't worry, they are your friends. I won't let it affect our relationship." "No, don't worry. They must have done something behind your back to cause you to react like that. I won't ask or get involved. If you have business with them, then you can do as you please. You don't need to worry about me," Carmela responded, looking into the glass and wondering what was going through Victor's mind as she declared her intention. "Don't worry, it won't come to that," Victor replied as he took hold of Carmela's hand and escorted her back to their group. Later that evening, after Victor sent Carmela home, he was fuming with rage as he recalled what had happened earlier. "Master, is it true what you said earlier?" Edward hurried to greet Victor by the door, taki
Victor's eyes blinked open as he roused from his restless slumber. Weariness clung to his body, a heavy blanket of fatigue that seemed to have become a constant companion. He sighed deeply, wondering how he would ever find his way through the labyrinthine challenges that surrounded him. The weight of his decisions bore down on him, leaving him feeling as if he were drowning in a sea of complications. Rolling out of bed, Victor stretched his stiff limbs before heading downstairs, his stomach rumbling with hunger. As he descended, the aroma of food reached him, drawing his attention to the kitchen where Antonia was busy preparing a meal. "What poison is this?" The words slipped from his lips before he could temper them, a mixture of weariness and sarcasm lacing his tone. He felt a pang of guilt at his words, recognizing that they weren't exactly the warmest greeting. Antonia looked up from her task, a hint of irritation flashing in her eyes at his less-than-friendly comment. She had h
Antonia's fingers brushed against the man's scars with a mixture of curiosity and tenderness. Each scar told a story of its own, a narrative of battles waged and wounds endured. As her touch traversed the roadmap of his struggles, she couldn't help but feel a sense of connection, an unexpected bridge between their worlds. The scars, once concealed beneath layers of cloth, were now laid bare for her to witness. They spoke of a life far more intricate than the polished exterior he presented to the world. The reality of his existence was etched into his skin, a testament to his resilience and determination. Her initial intention to change his clothes had transformed into an intimate exploration of his history. The barriers that typically divided them – the mystique, the distance – had crumbled in the wake of her newfound understanding. He was more than just a man of allure; he was a man of depth, shaped by circumstances she could only begin to fathom. A mixture
When Lucas arrived at the scene, a somber atmosphere enveloped the area. The lifeless bodies of the guards lay sprawled on the ground, a grim testament to the fierce confrontation that had unfolded. It had been a while since Lucas had been exposed to such violence; Fred, who was usually by Victor's side in such situations, was notably absent."Aug, are you…" Lucas trailed off, his voice hesitant as he struggled to find the right words. The sight before him was unsettling, a stark departure from their usual endeavors.Victor's gaze remained fixed on the sky, his expression a mix of weariness and determination. Splatters of blood marked his face and clothes, a vivid reminder of the intense struggle that had transpired."James got away," Victor's voice was heavy with resignation as he let the firearm he had wielded fall to the ground. The weight of the situation hung in the air, a palpable sense of frustration underscoring his words.Lucas surveyed th
As the sun's warm rays illuminated the scene, Victor's frustration was palpable. The lack of response from Watcher had stirred his unease, but he realized that this battle was ultimately his to fight. He couldn't let his irritation hinder the task at hand, which was to locate Megan and ensure her safety. While he knew she was alive, confirming her well-being was his top priority.Lucas approached Victor, breaking the tense silence that had settled over the group. "Aug, we should head back now. There's not much more we can do here at the moment," he suggested, his voice tinged with concern.Victor tore his gaze away from the burnt remnants of the mansion and turned to Lucas. The gravity of the situation hung heavily on his shoulders, but he nodded in agreement. "You're right. Let's regroup and gather our thoughts."As they made their way back to the vehicles, the mansion's surroundings remained abuzz with activity. People were milling around, discussing the aftermath of the fire and th
"What do you mean Megan escaped?" Antonia's voice trembled with shock as the news hit her over the phone. Since the enigmatic man had visited her under the shroud of night, he had kept sporadic contact, communicating with her from time to time. "Your devoted boyfriend is on a frantic search for her. However, I've received word that James isn't putting any effort into finding Megan and has vanished," the voice on the other end relayed coolly. "Vanished? Could it be..." Antonia's thoughts raced, connecting the dots that led to a disturbing conclusion. "Indeed, his brother has been released at last." "Impossible! Where did he procure the funds?" Antonia's disbelief was palpable. "Think deeply, Antonia. Who possesses such resources?" The caller's words struck Antonia like a revelation. "Impossible," she muttered, struggling to absorb the implications. To fathom that Victor had fallen into James' clutches was a bitter pill to swallow. "He settled the entire debt – a colossal sum." "
Simultaneously, Victor and his team arrived at the location where James was supposedly keeping Megan captive. Their anticipation was met with a shocking sight—the entire mansion was engulfed in flames, the servants running frantically to combat the blaze. "What just happened?" Edward's voice was a mixture of astonishment and concern, mirroring the disbelief in their eyes. Lucas, quick on his feet, approached one of the servants and grabbed him with a mixture of worry and urgency. His expression was stern as he demanded answers. "Where is James?" The servant's panicked gaze shifted between the group before him. "We don't know." Frustration etched into his features, Lucas persisted, his grip tightening on the servant's collar. "What happened here?" The servant pointed a shaky finger towards the fire. "That girl, it's all her fault." Victor's patience waned, and he intervened, yanking the servant away from Lucas and gripping his collar firmly. "Explain what you mean by 'that girl.'"
Megan's resolve was unshakable. She held James's gaze with unwavering determination, determined to play her part in this twisted game with a strategy of her own. "You're right, James," she said, her voice steady and calm, "we both have something that matters to the other. But remember, you underestimate the power of a person's will to protect their loved ones." James's smile faltered for a brief moment before he regained his composure. "Ah, Megan, you're quite the enigma. But let's not forget that I still hold the upper hand here." Megan's mind raced, searching for any advantage she could gain in this perilous situation. "You may have the upper hand for now, but you can't keep your guard up forever," she replied, a spark of defiance in her eyes. James chuckled softly, seemingly entertained by her audacity. "Oh, I know that very well. But it's all part of the game, isn't it? A game of strategy, manipulation, and survival." Megan's thoughts turned to Victor and his unwavering determ
James paced around the mansion, his face a picture of exultation. At long last, he had received what he had relentlessly pursued. With a jubilant stride, he made his way to the receiving room where the enigmatic masked man had taken residence. "My dear friend, the money should have been wired to your account by now," James declared, a triumphant grin lighting up his features. The mysterious man, his identity shrouded behind the mask, met James's gaze with an inscrutable expression. He nodded imperceptibly to one of his subordinates, who promptly made a call, the hushed conversation hinting at a transaction of profound consequence. As anticipation rippled through James, he couldn't help but wonder about the outcome. He had hoped for a victorious resolution, but uncertainty lingered in the air. The masked man's actions and intentions remained a puzzle that James yearned to solve. "Your brother should be here within 24 hours," the masked man's voice, devoid of emotion, finally broke t
In the dimly lit warehouse, Victor and James stood facing each other, the air thick with tension. The sound of rain echoed outside, adding to the atmosphere of the intense showdown. Their eyes locked in a battle of wills and determination. Victor's gaze was unwavering, his resolve strengthened by the thought of saving Megan from this ordeal. James, on the other hand, wore a malicious grin, trying to unnerve his adversary. "So, Aug, you finally made it," James sneered, his voice dripping with contempt. "I must say, I expected more from you." Victor's jaw tightened, but he refused to let James's words get to him. He knew the man was trying to play mind games, to break his composure. But he wouldn't fall for it. "I'm here to put an end to this," Victor replied, his voice steady and firm. "Release Megan, and I promise I won't hurt you." James laughed mockingly, taking a step closer to the man. "Oh, I'm not worried about you hurting me, Chairman. I'm more concerned about what I'll do