""""""""The footsteps echoed sharply in slow arrogant clicks."Well. well. Well." Richard Carlson walked into the light, hands slid into his pocket. A Smug grin spread all over his face. "Look who it is who came running to me after playing secret investor." He said and began circling Elias and Kane in slow stride like a predator trapped a prey.Elias' expression remained calm and unreadable. He already anticipated the dirty move from Richard after the embarrassment at Titan Medics.Bianca's eyes narrowed to him. "So, you're the one who's behind all of this?" Richard scoffed. "You should be more concerned about yourself, sweetheart." He stopped in her front, smirking, "what is a beautiful woman like you, the heiress of the Morreti family doing with a man like him. You have no idea he's using you, don't you? I wasn't surprised when he's usually confident. It's all because you had his back. But he doesn't deserve to be seen with a woman of your standard. He's a leech. A gigolo. A man

**********"***3RD FLOOR OF THE IMPERIAL KITCHEN The interior was Luxury and performance through silence. Uniformed staff workers gilded through private booths, balancing silver trays on their palm as the deliver the job they were paid for. The air inside here smelles the mix of aroma from expensive cuisines and perfume from high end clientele.Alexander Strode across the room along with Claire. They took the book at the centre of the room and sat down. Alexander was still fuming from the earlier scene that got him embarrassed at the lobby."You looked worked up, Alexander," Claire said, setting down her bag on the table. "You already called the security to deal with them. We don't need to both about those riffraffs. They'll ruin our date."Alexander exhaled sharply, forcing him anger away, deciding to await the video of Kane and Fred beaten and pleading on their knee for mercy. "Waiter!" He called arrogantly, like the room was his to control. A waiteress hurried over to the table,

"And how are you going to do that?" Fred asked him, almost with the tone of impossibility. "You're ex-banker, Kane. Not a cop. You're no attorney either.""Just tell me the estimate of everything and let me handle the rest.""I'll tell you simply because I want to tell you. Claire is not someone who looks like she should be messed with, with that mutt around her." He said. "I can't forget everything I lost. It estimated up to $30,000." Fred simply said, picked up his glass and sipped it."Plus emotional damage, embezzlement of funds, break of trust which led to mental health depletion." Fred cough out the wine, the red liquid splashed across the table. People around turned to look at him, but his own eyes were on Kane, staring at him in disbelief mixed with shock."What the heck?! Are you kidding right now?" He gushed. "You've got cash to get a lawyer?"Kane simply smiled, a faint, almost imperceptible smile that touch only the corner of his lips."Just leave the rest for me to han

************ "You need to be careful henceforth, Bianca," Elias said, "you heard Butcher. The black serpent gang is after you family company. And they won't stop coming until they have what they want." He said with concern laced undertone. Bianca exhaled sharply, pressing a finger to her temple as a sharp migraine tore through from exhaustion. She was a woman who'd fought board room battle and won, but this kind of war that involves strength and blood was different. She only knew how to fight with papers and pen. Elais, seeing her exhaustion held her hand gently, holding her gaze with concern. "Are you okay?" He asked softly. Bianca nodded gently. "I'm good," she said, but it wasn't entirely true. "I'm just worried about my family business. The Moretti conglomerate had survived through a lot of challenges but I have a bad feeling about this." Elias tightened her hand, firmly to assure than to hurt. "I understand how you feel, Bianca. But don't let this bother you so much. Th

**************** Silence fell in the car after Bianca walked away, leaving her scent behind in the car. Butcher glanced at the front mirror. "What do we do, Master?" "Drive." Elias simply said, his voice quiet. Butcher drive without asking further questions. After a twenty minutes, drive, the car rolled in through a gated mansion, one out of Elias' several properties across the city. He stepped out of the Car and walked in without anywords. Butcher stepped down too, exhaled sharply as he watched him disappear into the mansion. "His silence is more terrifying than any noise." He said and then looked into the sky, smiling. "today is really a good day. I met Grandmaster. He's merciful not to kill me." Inside the vast bedroom of luxury and comfort, Elias pulled his suit and shoved it into a basket and removing his pants too then he stepped into the bathub, the water warming on his body, steam curled around his body. His mind want to Bianca's attitude earlier, and he couldn't un