Half an hour later, Brian's lawyer, Clinton, walked into his office with a brown suitcase.“Mr. Duke.” Clinton said, bowing his head slightly. Brian stretched his hands for a handshake, “Mr Wells, please have your seat.” Clinton pulled out the chair and sat down, “Albert called me urgently. I hope there's no problem?” Brian pushed the file towards Clinton, “Check it out. We have a case at hand.” he said and Clinton picked it up. His brows were deeply furrowed as he went through the file, “The Harlow Empire is suing you for a breach of contract?” “Yes.” Brian laughed, finding Tyla's actions amusing. Even if she was being backed by someone, she should still know her place as an underdog. He leaned closer and said, “I'm as surprised as you are.” Clinton chuckled, “This is a piece of cake. I'll handle the case and make sure she gets nothing, while risking getting counter sued for defamation. You can trust me on this.” he assured. Clinton's words brought a smile to Brian's face, “Then

Hearing Brian's words, Reed's nose flared up in anger. While people had told him that Brian was an arrogant young man, he never believed it. Even though he was powerful and well respected, Reed believed that Brian would be afraid of them. He wasn't expecting Brian to be this brazen with words. Reed clasped his hands together, controlling the urge to raise his voice due to his reputation and the event going on, “Trust me, you really don't want to know what we're capable of when we come together. You must think you're the only one who's being backed up.” he sneered and Brian smirked, “Backed up?” he laughed, wondering where they were getting their wrong accusations from. Who said he was being backed up by people when he was the one backing people up? He was the leader of Cabal 8 and Tycoon 6. People need him, not the other way around. “Seems like You've not made your research well.” Brian continued, a disappointed expression on his face, “I'm quite disappointed.” R

Immediately, Larson lowered his head and bowed for Brian, “Mr Duke, we're deeply sorry! Forgive these ignorant people.” he said, hoping Brian wouldn't take action on this incident. “We're deeply sorry!” Reed frowned, “Mr Seethal!” he snapped, “Why are you apologizing to the arro—” “Silence! About the case, count me out! ” Larson spat, cutting him off, “You don't know what you've brought upon yourself.” he continued. He turned back to face Brian, “Mr Duke, we're truly sorry. Please forgive us.” Brian chuckled slightly, “I'm quite surprised to meet you here, Larson.” he began, raising his group member’s shoulder, “Rise, you're not in the wrong.” he said proudly and Larson smiled, “Thank you so much for having mercy upon us, Mr Duke!” Reed couldn't control the anger that was building up within him. He had never felt so embarrassed in his entire life. They had brought someone to insult Brian and make him pay, but this same person was apologizing to Brian

West Ashton Hills, Legal agreement Tribunal, The large doors of the courtroom were opened, and the air thickened from unseen tension. High walls, white paintings and high ceilings. Everyone held sophisticated expressions on their faces, each of them dreading the outcome of the whole case. However, amidst the whole chaos, Brian Duke was quite relaxed. His raven–dark hair was combed neatly, and his tailored suit stood out among others. He watched as his lawyer, Clinton, defended him like his life depended on it. His lips curled up in a smile as he directed his gaze towards Tyla who shifted uncomfortably in her seat. Her hands were balled into fists and Brian could see the bulging veins on her forehead. Her cheeks were flushed red, nervousness crawling into her skin. Her lawyer, Nathan, seemed to be failing, but she chose to hang on and believe. Duncan had recommended him to her, but they had planned for Larson Seethal if something like this happene

Brian walked into his home with a wide smile on his lips, eager to tell Lyra about the news. He placed his suitcase on the chair and walked up the stairs to find Lyra. He pushed the door of their room open and saw her curled up in bed, her long hair sprawled on the white pillows. As soon as he closed the door shut, Lyra's eyes shot open and a small gasp escaped her lips, “Brian.” “Lyra.” Brian beamed, taking long strides towards her, “We finally won!” he yelled, pulling her into a warm hug, but Lyra seemed lost. She pushed his chest and raised a brow, “Won what?” she asked, confusion evident in her expression and Brian chuckled. “I won the case.” Brian said, pointing at himself, “Tyla was asked to pay me instead and if she doesn't, the Harlow Empire becomes mine!” “That's not true.” Lyra shook her head, rising to her feet as her eyes stung with tears. She placed her hands on her chest and shook her head, “Brian, we really won the case?” she asked, unwilling to believe it and Brian