“Meanwhile, as we lay low, trying to prevent Leonard—whose eyes are all over the city—from noticing us, why don’t we make some research about Leonard, knowing more about him, and this would pave a Clearer way for us to locate the people who had helped him orchestrate the evil act against your father?” Though Henry didn’t want to go straight to the point and conclude that Leonard was the one behind Nathan’s father’s death, he preferred to do some digging first, and this diggings could lead to more darker sight that would make everything even more interesting. Nathan nodded agreeing to Henry's suggestion. “I will be grateful if you help me bring down those bastards.” He clenched his fist tightly.Henry gave a calm smile. “Let’s take things gradually. First of all, I’ll show you your room. Tomorrow, we can continue focusing on the matter, as well begin strategizing. It’s already getting late, and I know you have gone through a lot of stress today so you need some rest.”Nathan was ta

“Don’t be startled by my words lord Nathan. I wasn’t just a butler for your father but also a man who could protect him,” Henry said, raising his shoulders with a knowing gesture.“I want you to stay here while I go have a little chat with the guard,” Henry told Nathan, and Nathan nodded.Though Nathan didn’t even want to get close to the man with the rifle—he was scared, he didn't even know how he had agreed to sign for something this dangerous. Henry walked over to the security guard, and the moment the guard saw him, he quickly raised his gun and pointed it at Henry.“This is a private area. You’re not allowed here, so get yourself out before you make the greatest mistake of your life,” the guard instructed, he wasn't smiling and he meant his words. “Hehe, chill, fellow. I’m not here for chit chat neither follow instructions from you. I’m here to talk with your boss, so where is he?” Henry replied casually.“Back off or I will shoot, I'm not joking around with this gun I'm holdin

Nathan neglected what Henry said, then gripped the door handle where the wife and child were trapped on then yanked it off. At this point, Henry, realizing Nathan wouldn’t leave without saving the child and wife, decided to advance with his plan, he had got hold of alaric and that's the main thing he was concerned about. Henry carried the already unconscious Alaric toward the car they had parked, then put him inside and locked the door. But he made sure he tied his body, so he wouldn't wake up and attack him. “You’re safe now, ma’am,” Nathan said gently after pulling Alaric’s wife and child out of the car, and taking them to safety. “Why did you save us?” she asked. Alaric's wife had seen Nathan as their enemy and she wasn't expecting him to help her. Nathan smiled at her words, then shifted his gaze to the little ten-year-old boy standing beside her slightly bleeding from his nose. And just as Nathan eyes met with the boy, In an instant, a surge of memories cut through his hea

The access key Alaric had given to Henry contained information about the people working for Leonard. Leonard’s exact location wasn’t revealed in the information inside the database, but Henry believed that, by hunting these people which they had identified by the information provided, they could force them to talk, and having different sides of the story could eventually uncover the secret hideout of Leonard. After everything that had happened, Nathan returned to his room. But what Alaric had told him about not trusting Henry kept hammering at his mind. The thought refused to leave him, denying him rest.After a while of thought, torment and confusion, Nathan rose from his bed, his intention clear: he needed to confront Alaric, to ask more questions. It seemed Alaric knew far more than he could have imagined.“I have no choice,” Nathan whispered to himself. “I have to ask him. I need to know why I shouldn’t trust Henry. He’s just a man I met recently, someone who claims to know my fa

Nathan ordered two extra vanilla ice creams, one for himself and one for the woman. He walked towards her, and the moment she noticed the boy beside Nathan, she gently pulled him to the side.“Please air, don't pick an offence, if my son must have bothered you, He’s just hungry, that’s why,” the woman apologised, her voice trembling. She saw her son with the ice-cream and she knew he didn't have money to buy something like that, so she assumed that he must have taken it forcefully from Nathan or might have begged for it. “No, it’s nothing,” Nathan replied, gently shaking his head with a grin. “Here, have this,” he insisted softly, handing the ice cream he had bought to the woman.The woman stared at it as if she had never tasted such a thing before. Though she always bought ice cream for her son—who seemed to love it so much, even if it cost her the very last of her money—she herself had never once tasted it.The woman took it from his hands, hesitated for some seconds before licki