Outside the ten star hotel and event center used for the annual group celebration, the guests are outside conversing, while others are getting into their porch cars. Daxon is outside when his Bugatti arrives in a graceful purr, the car's lavish interior is nothing but a symphony of premium materials.The engine is a marvel of engineering, there is a bit of roaring, sonorous growl, promising an exhilarating driving experience. As it flaunts into the environment, surrounded by other guests and comes to a stop. The scissor doors smoothly lift and once can only marvel at such reverence. There is a soft, ambient glow which emanates from the lining the edges of the porch, casting an inviting aura and a cold feeling.Immediately the driver's side of the door is open, and the driver, sharply dressed, steps out, walking over to Daxon. Everyone around is whispering as Daxon and Azura head towards the car. The scent of new leather and fresh upholstery wafts through the air as they enter. The
Alexa Carlo barges into her father’s mansion which is built in a residential restricted area in the city. Her mascara is washing to her skin as tears perpetuate in her eyes. Why can’t she have Daxon? She just met him appropriately yesterday but she can’t imagine tomorrow without him.Her heart is not content with the fact that there is another woman in the picture. Hysterically, she barges into her father’s office while he is having a meeting, displaying a sense of urgency due to her strong emotions. The guest in her father’s office might exhibit an initial surprise by his raised eyebrows.Monte Carlo is upset at her intrusion and he apologizes to his guest who leaves the office. His furrowed brow, wrinkles on his forehead, and downturned mouth, indicating his aggravation, he looks at Alexa.“This is why I have not allowed you to take over Nexus group permanently! It seems you will never grow up and your childish ways will never end, Alexa!” He says, a gruff voice emanating from his
Outside her mother’s hospital room where she has been admitted, Azura is resting against the counter of the sterile hospital room, the event is mindlessly playing in her heart. Her face etched with worry and fear. Her eyes, usually bright and youthful, are filled with tears that threaten to spill over at any moment. After signing the appropriate documents and paying the hospital fees, Azura heads over to the room where her mother is asleep. Slowly, she tucks her mother in and wipes her eyes clean of tears. Once again, her gaze is fixed upon her mother lying in the sterile, white hospital bed. Azura’s eyes are wide with a mixture of concern and love for the only parent figure she has left. There are stands of her hair across her forehead, and it’s due to the hysterical serve of her hands through her hair.Previously, her knuckles became white from the grip when she held her unconscious mother in her hands. For every second that she stares at her mother's pale face and the medical eq
Azura returns to the office after leaving the prison, she hopes her mom is awake already so she can take her home. Uncle Samuel walks out of her hospital and signifies that Agatha is still sleeping. Daxon walks into the hall, he is looking for the room where Agatha’s mother has been admitted.The security guards informed him about the issue at the lobby and he decided to find Azura to comfort her. When Azura raises her head to see him, her eyes doesn’t light up as usual. Slowly, she places her head to the ground and he walks up to meet her. Uncle Samuel turns and raises his finger in the air when she sees Daxon.“You…what are you doing here!” Uncle Samuel says but Azura has had enough of ruckus already.“No, uncle! Not here, we are in a hospital. Can you leave us for a moment?” Azura asks and he is surprised. Uncle Samuel has never had self respect for himself before, he is like a duckling following the mother goose. Quietly, he walks away, looking over at his shoulder to Daxon wh
It has been two days since Daxon and Azura put a limit on their relationship. At work, they do not speak to each other like they used. The enchilada that took place after makes it all worse because now, they have shared a part of each other and it is harder to stay away.In a few hours, Daxon is expected to leave his house for the three day trip. As the seconds tick away in precise, his brow furrows momentarily, perhaps realizing that time is slipping away faster than expected. His shoulders slightly hunch as he brings his wrist up to eye level. “Where the hell is Sydney and Michael!?” He mutters as Lewis takes his luggages outside.Like a flash, Michael runs into Daxon’s house and bows his head first.“Finally, where is Sydney? The jet will be here any moment from now.” Daxon explains.“Uh…sir, Sydney is very sick from a cold and she won’t be able to make it all. I chose the next capable person in the office.” Michael says.“And who is that?” Lewis asks, on behalf of me.Azura walk
Two days earlier.Monte Carlo is devastated. There is an ire in his eyes because it seems like history so desperately wants to repeat itself but he will not allow that. After rebuking Alexa for even imagining a life with his nemesis son, Monte feels the need to do something about it. Usually, he is patient with his plans but he has lost it.This time, he is not about to sit down and let history repeat itself. So, he believes Austin has passed the prior test of giving him another chance. A knock comes on the door of his office.“Bring him in.” He says, unable to stay in a place and keep steady. The Winters are a curse and he is not about to allow his daughter to get close to the evidence of a broken love.Austin Limbert enters into the room, he has been waiting for Monte Carlo to call him back after utilizing the chance he gave to him. With his head bowed to the ground, he waits to be spoken to. “How bad do you want to replace Daxon Winter and become the new heir of Bright group.” Mont
In the grandstands and along the rail, the spectators of the horse racing competition are buzzing with excitement. The atmosphere is electric, with the crowd eagerly awaiting the start of the race. The cameras are rolling, the people at home are glued to their television, waiting in anticipation for their favorite player. Once again, each CEOs, whom are more than dozens, are introduced by the media to the spectators and to the viewers at home. As the horses are led out of the paddock, Daxon, along with others mount their horses at the starting gate. At the starting gate, the jockeys who are also the competitors receive final instructions from the gate attendants. They are reminded of the rules and the guidelines on how to maintain a fair and safe start.The tension in the air from each contestant is an adjective but the spectators can see it. Due to the presence of Daxon Winter, the heir of Bright group in their midst, the rest of the contestants are bent on winning so that the atte
After the incident, the contestants walk over to each other and offer a handshake. Austin is at the center, holding his trophy but not a lot of people are praising him. With eyes that move like dagger, he turns to the side when Daxon expresses his hands for a shake. As his jaw tightens—he fixes a smile on his face and shakes Daxon for the camera. The heir of Bright group gazes at Austin piercingly, his eyes are like two smoldering embers in the darkness and he knows what happened to his horse was no accident.After the end of that game, Lewis, Michael and Azura walk towards him after watching from the sidelines. “You could have gotten hurt! Are you okay?” Azura asks, holding Daxon to look at his body if he is injured anywhere.“Sir, we should still check you out? Are you sure you are not feeling pain at all?” Michael asks and Daxon opens his mouth to reply.“Young master, I told you not to do this…I told you it wasn’t needed.” Lewis says, obstructing Daxon all over again.“Guys! I’