The sound of a beeping monitor disturbed everyone's peace as they kept on watching its flicker. Archie tapped his feet on the ground impatiently. If he had his way he would have sued Bailey's father but even he knew that the law could go against him. This wasn't like the movies. Unless he wanted to risk exposing his identity. With his father in the know, he still felt like justice was taking too long. All he needed was a go ahead for him to destroy everything that man thought he had. How dare he try to destroy a person's life without remorse? Did he think he could hide behind his castles? Now, he couldn't wait to become CEO to file a petition against Bailey's father, the gardeners of what happened between both of them. Marshall watched his son concocting various plans and knew that the best way to get him to understand how the law and politics worked. The best person wasn't the first to take a person to court. He was gathering various evidences that would lead to a substantial case

“So what the fuck are we going to do about the situation? It’s so annoying the way he treats us like we’re off the streets or something!” Ryder said in annoyance as he tapped his foot on the ground. He was pained by the turnout of events. It has been a rollover of events for them since their dad decided that they’d been spending too much and he needed to cut off some of their spending. Ryder hated all the principles of this idea, and he rebelled immediately, saying his dad couldn’t do that to them, but he had his mind made up. They initially left him alone so he would probably be able to change his mind but that didn’t happen.“I don’t know, you’re the only one that needs money here, I'm also lacking and now I Can't afford my lifestyle anymore because there’s no money, I can barely feed.” “Tell me about it; my whole life is falling apart due to financial Instability, and that old man doesn’t seem to give two fucks about what happens to us,” Ryder yelled out and his veins could visi

Archie arrived at the airport at exactly 3:00 p.m. after making moves to ensure that he was able to get a place to stay as soon as he landed, he was happy that finally he could get to business and return back to his city. A man was waiting for him outside with a placard having his name. “Good afternoon sir, are you waiting for me?” He asked the man. His father had told him beforehand that this was going to happen but she was to make sure that the person wasn't just trying to cajole him. A few people had a way of getting into the systems to know the Passengers arriving and portray themselves as chauffeurs. So one had to be very careful. The man nodded and raised a band that his father had told him the man possessed. That helped him out a lot in identification and he quickly entered the car."I'm taking you to the Grand Tulip Hotel." The man began conversationally but Archie shut it down. He wasn't in the mood to discuss anything with the driver, especially in a town where you knew n

"Archie stop" his mother yelled pushing him away and running to his foster dad who was gasping for breath.“What’s wrong?” she cried, her voice thick with panic. His chest heaved, his breaths coming in short, ragged gasps, and she could feel his heart pounding under her hands, faster and faster, like it was trying to escape his ribcage.“Archie!” she screamed, her voice cracking. “Archie, help me! We need to get him to the hospital!”Archie rolled his eyes but decided to help by calling their neighbor who lived just down the street.Together they managed to half-carry, half-drag him out of the restaurant and into her car, his mother hovering anxiously at their side the entire time.“Hold on,” she whispered, her voice trembling as they carefully lowered him into the back seat. “Just hold on.”Archie slid in beside his foster father, trying to keep him upright as they sped off toward the hospital, the tension in the car thick enough to choke on. Greg’s breathing was still labored, his e

Three Days LaterArchie walked up to the entrance of the restaurant, his heart sank as he pushed open the door and stepped inside.The sight that greeted him was worse than he had imagined. The dining area was empty, tables untouched, chairs neatly arranged as if waiting for people who never arrived. A few of the restaurant workers were gathered near the counter with nothing to do and no one to attend to as they were conversing.“Mr Archie!” one of the waiters called out as soon as she saw him. She hurried over, relief mixed with desperation in her eyes. “Thank goodness you’re here. We haven’t had a single customer all morning. And it’s been like this for days.”Archie frowned, glancing around the empty room. “No customers at all?” he asked, his voice laced with concern.She shook her head. “None. And the workers are getting restless, sir. We haven’t been paid in a while, and everyone’s worried about how they’re going to make ends meet.”Archie ran his head through his hair thinking o