(The Next Day) "Brother, what happened the night before? Aunt Olivia seemed to enter our rooms multiple times as if to check up on us," Jasmine and Fiona approached Ryder who was about to head to the station. "There was a robber, so I asked her to keep an eye on you to make sure you were safe," Ryder explained, lying without batting an eye. "Ohhhh," Fiona and Jasmine muttered, nodded, then headed back to continue to slack off. "Off to the station," Ryder announced walking out of the villa, wondering what surprises would be waiting for him. In no time, he got to the station. The moment he got to the door, the officers surrounded him almost immediately as if they were waiting for him. "Sir," One of them called, his head down, the others also didn't dare look at Ryder. "Why haven't you all gone back home to rest?" Ryder raised his brows, wondering why those on the night shift haven't left. "Sir, something happened after you left," the officer gathered his courage and reported. "W

"Ryder, it's been a while," Henry's hoarse voice came from the other end of the phone. "Yes it is," Ryder chuckled, knowing he was calling to congratulate him. "Ryder," Selena's voice also sounded as she called, "How have you been?" She asked, her tone filled with concern. "I'm good," Ryder responded. He hated conversations like this, but there was absolutely nothing he could do about it, so he could only wait to hear what they had to say. "We heard about what you did," Selena said, the concern in her voice increased. "And I just say you've done a good job," She continued, complimenting him. "The higher ups have taken notice of you and I'm sure soon enough you'll be promoted and transferred," Henry chuckled, chipping in. Ryder's eyes flashed with a glint hearing this. That was just perfect for what he wanted. Also, he understood what Henry was implying. His actions this time nearly exposed some certain individuals, thus they would transfer him so he would stop being able to ha

"Now, let's start the grouping," Ryder began, his expression slowly became serious as he stood up. "For fairness' sake, I'll mention each group and what they'll do, then you can conveniently either rearrange yourselves and if you're okay with the group you're in, each group would decide where they want to belong," Ryder continued raising his hands, "The first group would be the combat unit," Ryder started, his voice getting serious with each second. "And just like the name suggests, you'll focus purely on combat. You would be skilled in using any kind of weapon and also adapting to any situation you find yourselves in." Ryder explained, his eyes burning with clarity. There was no need to talk too much about each group as he was sure each of the men would understand. "The next would be the Medical team," He continued raising his second finger. "And just as the name suggests, you'll be responsible for the Medical treatment of every single person within the group." "Don't wo

Minutes later, Fiona pulled up before the station. "Let's go," Ryder, who was already waiting, hopped into the car adjusting his seat belt as he said. Fiona nodded and drove away almost immediately, heading towards the company. Minutes later, they pulled up before a magnificent building. Staring at the building, Ryder blinked twice, not believing his eyes. He couldn't believe this was the rundown building the system had given to him a few months ago. Fiona and Jasmine did really put in a lot of work. Employees walked in and out of the building and the guards stood attentively at the gate, making sure no one entered without authorization. Ryder sighed and shook his head. Seemed like this building was one of what took his money away in the last few months. He remembered Jasmine constantly coming to ask him for money. Currently, he was a broke lad and barely had any money on him. Well, that didn't really disturb him. In a few months, the company would start generating revenue, so h

Ryder sighed, falling silent, not knowing what to say. He indeed was shocked by the story.He knew something was wrong with the Clinton family, but he wasn't expecting it to be such a big deal. No wonder Jasmine was looking rather listless.If he were the one too, there was no way he was going to want to go to that place.No one in their right minds would want to.Taking in a deep breath, Ryder spoke:"Do you really have to go back?""Well..." Jasmine sniffed, trying to stop the tears flowing down her face."I don't want the family's business to be ruined because of me," Jasmine said, wiping away her tears, looking like she had given up."And why is that?" Ryder pressed on, raising his brows, his gaze on Jasmine."Well, the family's well-being comes before my happiness, I have to do my best to protect it," answered Jasmine."Besides, the business is what my grandfather built from scratch; it would hurt him to see it swallowed up by some individuals.""Have you ever heard of the saying,