“Everyone, I have some interesting news.” Scarlett said as she walked into the living room. “I think I’ve found a way for us to secure a meeting with Asher Knight.” “Really what is it?” Sophia asked with growing excitement. Scarlett sat down on the sofa opposite Fiona. “I heard from Franklin Seth who just secured a deal with Knight Industries that Asher Knight is interested in a painting by the artist Ricardo.” Sophia had a confused look on her face.“Okay. What does that mean?” “He said if we are able to get it and deliver it as a gift, we could maybe secure a meeting with him.” Scarlett explained. Fiona sat up. “But won’t other businesses know about it and try to get the painting as well?” “Franklin Seth said he hasn’t told anyone else about it and will be willing to keep it a secret.” Scarlett told her. A smile formed on Fiona’s face. “If that is true we can’t afford to meet this chance.” Scarlett felt really excited. If she could get her hands on that painting, she

Scarlett was over the moon and couldn't hold her excitement. Asher Knight had agreed to have a meeting with her. Everything had to be perfect. She had picked the most expensive restaurant in all of Crenshaw City for their meeting. THE BOULEVARD RESTAURANT. Some people had to wait months to get a reservation there but Scarlett booked out the whole restaurant, she didn't want anyone disturbing them. Scarlett sat at a table constantly checking her watch. Finally getting the chance to meet Asher Knight made her feel a bit nervous. She heard the sound of the restaurant door opening and quickly stood up ready to welcome Asher Knight. However, to her disappointment, it was William who walked in. An angry look formed on her face. “You! What are you doing here? Are you Stalking me?” William scoffed. “Stalking you? I am simply here to have dinner.” Scarlett grabbed h

The Luxe Royale Club was the kind of place where only the richest, most powerful figures in the city gathered. William sat in a private booth sipping a glass of whiskey. He didn't wear anything flashy, he just wanted to relax without being disturbed. The calm environment was disrupted by a loud voice on the other side of the room. “Haha! You should’ve seen his face when I outbid him on that Ferrari. Classic!” William glanced over. The guy making all the noise was Logan Pierce, a well-known businessman with old money and an even bigger ego. He was dressed in an overpriced Brioni designer suit and a gold Rolex. Around him were beautiful girls and his group of lackeys which helped to feed his ego. He was the kind of guy who believed money made him untouchable. Logan had always had a thing for Scarlett and initially wanted to marry her but was angry and disappointed when she rejected him. It only made him more humiliated when he found out she rejected him just to get married

“Thwack! Thud!” Each strike echoed through the gym, the bag swaying side to side. Sweat rolled down Damon’s head as he launched shots at the punching bag. Being the No. 1 boxer in Crenshaw city didn't come easily . Brandon, Damon’s manager, strolled into the gym with a grin on his face. “Champ! See you're getting the work in.” Damon grabbed a towel wiping off the sweat on his muscular body. “Do you have any new fights for me?” Brandon smiled. “I think I might have just gotten you the biggest paying fight of your life!” Damon raised an eyebrow “How much?” Brandon paused before speaking. “300 million dollars!” Damon’s mouth dropped. The highest he had ever earned from a boxing fight was 15 million dollars. “Who's offering that much for a fight and who will I be fighting? Perez?Conner?” He asked, unable to hide his desperation. Brandon sat back in a chair. “It's not even any of the big names.” “I heard he's a newbie boxer with 0 fights. He's just backed up by really

Damon adjusted his robe as he strode confidently into the dressing room where William was waiting. William sat on a bench, calmly wrapping his hands as he prepared for the fight. Damon chuckled. “I still can't believe some rich idiot is throwing away $300 million on you.” William remained silent as he finished wrapping the tape on his right hand. Damon took a step closer. “Hope you enjoyed whatever training you did, cause it won't matter. You're just a joke. You're not even in my league.” Still, William didn't say a word making Damon feel a bit uneasy for a brief second. “You're scared aren't you? Don't worry. I will knock you out fast. I might even let you land a punch just so you can say you at least did something before I knocked you out.” Damon said trying to taunt him. William's lips curled slightly, but it wasn't a smile. It was something darker. He still didn't say a word. “I hope you have insurance because you'll need it.” Damon chuckled as he walked out. Thi