“A CIRCULATING VIDEO ONLINE HAS NOW SHOWN EVERYONE THAT CHRIS WESTMINSTER, THE TOP SUSPECT FOR THE SCHOOL ROOFTOP INCIDENT IS INNOCENT!”“HE WAS SEEN TRYING TO SAVE MIA SMITH WHO LATER ON ACCUSED HIM OF ASSAULT. THE POLICE HAVE NOW SWUNG INTO ACTION AND ARE LOOKING FOR THE REAL MURDERERS OF JOSE.”“A COLLEGE STUDENT NAMED REID AND HIS ACCOMPLICE, MIKE ARE NOW WANTED BY THE POLICE.” In a dingy warehouse where Reid had been camping over the past few days, the news anchor’s voice echoed so loud that Reid felt like his head was about to explode. He had not been home for days because he had not been able to pay the 36 million dollar bill that was thrown in his face by Chris. Seeing his name and face plastered all over the news on his phone, gave him fear and anxiety. He couldn't even face his parents before now and now this?“That video…” He muttered, his gaze darkening. He recalled that Ren had taken a video that night and still told him the video was deleted. But there it was! On th

Chris and Jones Westminster reached the company building and as expected, several reporters were stationed outside, wanting to speak to Chris. After the truth was revealed, there were many netizens bashing the police and also reporters who failed to dig out the truth. The netizens were raving about Chris’ handsomeness and how calm he was during the whole situation. On the other hand, Jones was smiling ear-to-ear, happy that he had such a capable son. As soon as Chris got out of the car, the reporters crowded around him, asking several questions. “How do you feel about winning this batter, Chris Westminster?” A reporter asked. “There is no specific feeling…” Chris shook his head. “I have always been innocent and no matter the words that were said against me online, I knew the truth would always prevail.” “We would love to know if the Rice family specifically targeted you this time. Baron who became the CEO, turned out to be a blackmailer. Was he working alone, or was he being dir

“Is there anyone else who wants to join him?” Chris’ voice boomed through the meeting room and his eyes zeroed in on the other shareholders who had lost their shares. They all went quiet, afraid that Chris was going to throw them out. “Good.” Chris nodded, in satisfaction, seeing that none of them dared to speak up again. “Now, let’s begin.” “Can we start, father?” He asked. “Yes.” Jones perked up immediately. He looked at them all with a serious gaze, “Your bad planning of selling the shares is not my son’s fault.”“However, we are working on finding who the unknown buyer is.” Jones tried to calm their minds. “If you find this buyer, Chairman, are we going to get our shares back? We made mistakes and we want to retrace our steps.” Some of them asked, anxious that they may never get the chance to sit at that meeting anymore. “We have to know who bought it.” They declared! Chris sat there, watching the commotion. If he should reveal that he bought it, he couldn't decipher how ex

“Master?” Reid scoffed, even though he was weak. He felt the masked man’s words before him were laughable and he struggled to sit up on the chair while still tied. He wiped the side of his face where blood was and continued to speak “Who still does master and servant in this day and age? You may be a minion to someone, but it doesn't mean–”Pak!That slap came unexpectedly and it swept Reid off the chair again. This time, the rope used to tie him broke and he became free. However, before he could even begin to escape, Gerald stepped forward. He had a rod in hand and in the next second, he swung it straight at his head. “Ahhh…” Reid gasped, his body shook in pain and he held his head. “You…” He couldn't speak anymore because as the second passed by, Gerald continued to hit him. Bang!Bang!!Continuous beatings resounded in the room and soon, Reid lay on the floor, almost lifeless. His body was bloodied and his eyes were dizzy. At that moment, Gerald took off his mask but Reid co

The office went completely silent, as Chris looked straight at Mars. At the same time, Walker looked nervous and quickly sat up.“Don’t worry, Chris. I will do it. Mars here has an issue with talking and he won't be able to do it.” Walker rushed to get the proposal documents they had prepared. “Is that so?” Chris asked, looking at Mars intently and Mars never for once took his eyes off Chris too. It was like they had a staring contest which ticked Chris off the wrong way. “Hey, Mars!” Walker called, interrupting the staring competition. “Come help me.”Mars nodded before standing up and Chris was finally able to concentrate. However, through the proposal meeting, Mars was all quiet, silently giving everything Walker needed. And by the end of everything, he looked like a zombie, just moving around and being told what to do. Even though it wasn't an abnormal situation, Chris found it odd. “So, what do you think?” Walker asked, his eyes glistening with expectations. “It’s good. I wi