"The other day, you said the Morris has sold their company to Mr Churchill..." Darius said as he spoke to Maxwell."Yes, young master. That seems to be the case." Maxwell replied with an affirmative nod."Then, I want you to do something." Darius said with a cunning smile. "I need you to use your connections and make contact with someone in the company that can work as a personal spy and agent for me in that company." Darius said."For what purposes sir?" Maxwell asked with an intrigued gaze."That Man, Mr Churchill, bought another company that I've not sabotaged, it's only right to make things balanced don't you think?" Darius asked with a twisted smile."I see." Maxwell replied. I'll get someone today surely." He promised.***The next day. Mr Churchill woke up to new problems that arose in his new company overnight. It was the company that he had bought from Carla's family.Some expensive and heavy duty engines in the company caught fire overnight and the engines became wasted. Bec
"There's been a problem in the company as at this morning." Mr Churchill spoke some early as he addressed Madam Felicia and her son Johnson. They sat in the lavishly designed living room together and listened to Mr Churchill.Strangely, Mr Churchill looked a bit pathetic, he had dark circles under his eyes as signs of stress and he was looking haggard."What problems?" Madam Felicia asked curiously as she lightly scrutinised Mr Churchill's appearance."Some engines in the factory blew up over the course of the night and now the company is on a standby." He explained and paid close attention to the reaction of the two before him."What?" Johnson was the one who shouted as he was genuinely shocked. "Those machinery were working just fine and I even had them serviced right before you bought the company." He stated in disbelief. "How did that happen?""I'm also clueless as to how it happened." Mr Churchill said regretfully. He noticed that the two were genuinely surprised about what he ha
Darius hadn't been feeling alright lately. He wasn't sick, he wasn't tired either. It was just that he noticed that he was becoming more unsettled as the days passed."What's been going on with me?" Darius asked himself rhetorically. But he knew the answer. He had been growing more and more concerned about Carla since the wedding.Just recently he had tried to contact Carla by calling her but she hadn't been reachable. It was from that moment that Darius became more uneasy."Are you alright, young master?" Maxwell asked Darius with a concerned tone once again. Just that week alone, Darius couldn't count the number of times Maxwell had asked him this question. But he had always given the same reply."I'm fine, Max. No need to worry about me so much." Darius replied.This time however, Maxwell wasn't willing to back off. "I know you are in good health, young master. But you look like something has been bothering you deeply." He said stubbornly."I guess you've come to know me pretty wel
"What did you just say?" Madam Felicia asked. She looked like she was hearing strange things."He is the heir of the whole McArthur estate!" Maxwell snapped. He had some kind of irritation towards the old woman."Keep quiet and stop saying nonsense!" Madam Felicia snapped back at him. Sparks flew in the air between the two elderly people."It's the truth. If you want proof, I can get you one right now." Philip stated confidently."Even if that were to be true, how do you plan to convince us?" Johnson, Carla's father asked in a slightly trembling voice."That's pretty easy. I can just call the mayor, Lord Regis right now and he would verify my identity." Darius said with a cunning but confident smile. 'Why is he bringing the mayor into this?' They all shared the same thought and looked at Darius skeptically."Call him." Madam Felicia said with a straight face. She didn't show any signs of agitation or even try to act flustered."Alright." Darius nodded and picked out his phone called
"Destroy the Churchills." Was what Darius was demanding.They all had varying looks of confusion on their faces."You want to destroy the Churchills?" Hannah asked with a look of incredulity."Yes, is it a problem for you?" Darius looked at her with a calm gaze. "If you don't want to join hands with me on that then I have no choice but to accept it as your unwillingness to take this opportunity for repentance."As Darius was threatening them. His cerulean blue eyes that were staring at Carla's parents and Madam Felicia was giving them an eerie feeling they all felt little shivers run down their spines."It's not that we don't want to help you..." Johnson replied Darius with a surprisingly meek tone as he approached him carefully and returned Darius's phone to him.Darius shook his head as he received the phone from Johnson who had held it out in front of him. "I'm not asking whether you want to cooperate with me or not..." Darius said with a sigh. "I'm saying that you have no choice
After Darius had left the beautiful house of Carla's parents, the house remained silent for a while. They were still yet to get over their unpleasant surprise of Darius's real identity.An heavy atmosphere was in the room and they had even forgotten to see Darius off."What Darius said about Mr Philip and my daughter, can it be true?" Hannah asked in a tone of slight distress. It couldn't be helped, she was Carla's mother so it was natural for her to care about how her daughter was faring in the house of her new husband."...."No one was able to answer Hannah's question as they were all lost in thoughts. Johnson wanted to reply Hannah dismissively and tell her that what Darius said was very unlikely. But he looked at her face and saw how her eyes were quivering with emotion and the words hung in his mouth.They were a greedy bunch of parents truly. Johnson also cared for his daughter Carla, but it was almost unnoticeable. Most of the time, his greed and drive for money just took more
Mr Johnson Morris, Carla's father couldn't comprehend what he was looking at. Even as his wife slumped to the ground in shock, he only spared her a glance in his confusion and directed his gaze back to the sight in front of him."Carla..." Hannah muttered with moist eyes as she stretched out a hand towards Carla who was seated on the floor in a mess."Mum?" Carla looked up in surprise...At the moment Hannah had barged open into the house unexpectedly, the butler of the house had gaped in surprise then began to walk towards the door where Hannah and her husband were."Who are you?" He demanded. "This house wasn't expecting any visitors." He said to Johnson and Hannah with a tone that lacked any motivation or excitement.Mr Morris, meanwhile, didn't seem to hear what he was saying. The only thing he was seeing was his one and only daughter on the floor cleaning like a slave while the real servants stood around and watched her with uninterested gazes.Mr Morris trembled in anger. "What
It took a while to convince Carla of the truth about Darius. But hearing it didn't bring any comfort or joy to Carla, it only brought her down to the pits of regret."I and your father are very sorry for what you may have suffered, Carla." Hannah began to apologize to her daughter for the past mistakes of what she and the rest of the family had made Carla do. "If only we had been a little bit patient with Darius." She said with sobs.Even with her body that was covered with bruises from all over, Carla pushed her mother away from her with a sudden vigour."Is that why you came here?" Carla spat in anger and her mother was shocked at the sudden outburst. Even her father was taken aback. "...to tell me that what I'm going through is all my fault and to brag about Darius's real status?!"It seemed really absurd to Carla. They had just suddenly come and seen how she was being treated and how much suffering she was going through and the only thing they saw fit to talk about was that Darius