The betrayal he had felt when Neil turned his back on both him and Nathan was something Marcus could never forget, and he had promised himself that Neil would suffer for it. He still had some of the bruise marks on his body which Alex had inflicted on him. He had made a vow to make Neil pay for what he did to him and Nathan. Now that he was the working directly under Mr. Frost, the richest man in the city, he had all the power to bring Neil down once and for all. Marcus straightened his tie, adjusting his suit in the mirror, feeling the adrenaline surge through him. “How do I look?” She chewed majestically. “You look take-away!” Marcus raised his eyebrow in confusion. “Take-away?” April laughed. “It’s a phrase my Nigerian friend use often. It means you look amazing. You know, when something is amazing, you’d want to take it away.” she explained. “Oh.. ha! Creative.” April watched Marcus from the doorway, her fork paused halfway to her mouth. So, you ready? Just work toda

Emma sat in her quiet office, slapping her fingers across the keyboard of her computer when an email popped up on her screen. The sender address displayed the name ‘Davenport Enterprises.’ Emma loved her life as Megan so much. It was the best character she had ever played in her life. Seeing how Vanessa was falling down a rabbit hole and getting angry like a bull was satisfying. But what was more satisfying was seeing how Alex was foolishly and blindly falling in love with her, even choosing her over his own Fiancee. Her mind drifted to many years ago when that same Alex drove her out of the business industry. Because she refused to indulge and serve him, Alex made sure she never got employed anywhere. Her dream of owning the biggest real estate firm in London came crashing after Nathan was dethroned as head of the Reed Empire and shamefully driven out of London. She spent 5 years of her life living from hand to mouth. Alex made sure she suffered to the core, tarnishing the go

Neil, CEO of Brymid Hospital sat down, his legs crossed like a man set for life. He was having the best days of his life. This was because business was operating very excellently. Alex would definitely be proud of how much work he had done in Brymid. He took a bite into his chicken pie and flushed it down with the bottle of Ginger Ale on his table. He looked at himself in the mirror right beside the standing air conditioning. He was getting fat. His cheeks were swelling and he could almost barely see his neck. But he did not mind. He kept eating the junk on his table. He also didn't mind that he was selling so many fake, chemically enhanced products to his clients, making them return with a side effect of whatever medicine they were administered. This was the very foundation of Brymid hospital. At least, ever since it was stolen from Nathan five years ago. But Neil had no reason to be scared or bothered. He had the backing of Alex and even the authorities were aware of the hos

Donald looked momentarily flustered, but before he could speak, Vivian stepped in again, her tone smooth and confident. "Mrs. White, the Davenports have access to a network of highly influential individuals—people who control industries that are difficult to penetrate without the right connections. We can open doors that even your immense wealth might find difficult to unlock." Megan leaned back slightly, her lips curling into a half-smile. "Is that so? And what exactly do these connections offer me? Wealth? Power? Influence?" Vivian leaned forward, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial tone. "All of the above—and more. We can offer you access to information. Information that could be worth more than any amount of money." Megan’s expression remained neutral, but her interest was piqued. "Go on." "We know things that most people don’t," Vivian continued, her eyes gleaming with the thrill of the game. "About people in power—people who would pay handsomely to keep certain things hid

Beatrice nodded, though she could see the toll it had taken on him. “I understand, boss. Permit me to share a piece of advice. While you're fighting for others, don’t lose sight of yourself. It’s easy to get swallowed by the darkness when you're chasing vengeance. Don’t let it consume you. I learnt it the hard way.” Nathan met her gaze, a flicker of something softer in his eyes before he quickly masked it. “So, you have your backstory too huh? I haven’t even had the time to hear them.” Beatrice smiled. “If it were a book, then it would contain more than 6 thousand chapters. Sure, i've had my lows. But…” Beatrice straightened, her smile fading into a look of professional focus. "...It is all bygone. I will walk you, as always. Just don’t forget to ask me how I’m doing every now and then." She winked, lightening the mood before turning to leave the office. Just then, Marcus walked in too, holding report sheets in his hand. “Boss, I did some inspection yesterday. We have been able t