"No. No, dad." She shook her head strongly, then trailed off for a moment. Her father kept his long stare on her, but she had looked away. When Ruxwell had started with the congratulatory thing, she had a hunch that this might be the endpoint. But she had fought the thought off. Right now, the truth was staring her in the face and there was nothing to do but to address it. She couldn't begin to imagine how this would turn out to the guests, especially the president when he finds out that this is a misunderstanding. "What is the matter, baby?" Her father finally asked the long awaited question. "We have to call off the party right now." Bethany ordered. "We should do it now before things grow bigger than this.""What are you talking about?" John was getting concerned. "This. All of this." She said waving her both her hands in no precise direction. "Is not what you think it is.""Speak in plain words to me." There was an edge to his tone at the moment. "Why didn't you call me in t

Isabella first turned slowly, reenacting her mind that had been detached from reality. The intrusion only got her to look, but the words flew over her head. If it wasn't because her father had taught her not to dig deeper whenever she found herself down, the thoughts of ending it all had flashed across her mind. But she had shut the thoughts out because she wasn't a coward. Only a coward would resort to that. "Isabella, did you hear what I said?" Jessica, who was visibly flushed with excitement expected her boss to be caught under the same spell. "I said that we have just been removed from the blacklist of Rathclif! Rolan Group is now free to collaborate with other companies.""What!" As though a surge of electricity hit her brain, Isabella's entire body became light as feather as she sat up instantly. Her eyes were all over the place with wild strength. "What are you talking about?" Isabella asked, finally returning to reality. "Here." Jessica rushed towards her to display the c

El Roi was taken aback by the affront of the man. She didn't know him from nowhere, so she couldn't tell from where this hostility was coming. "Do you know me?" Was the first question she asked. Following everything that had happened today concerning her takeover of the board of directors, she has been happy trying to focus on the positive emotions, but at this moment, she didn't think she could contain the rage that was filling to the brim. "What does it matter?" The young man retained both his stance and the daring look on his face. "Do you realize whom you are talking to right now?" El Roi's voice was laced with disgust. "You are talking to the highest shareholder in the entertainment industry." He seemed lost for words. "Right as we speak, if I so wish, I could have your shares liquidated and your company blacklisted from this industry!" Her tone was minimal, but the edge in her voice was straining. Although she was yet to solidify her stance in the new position she had jus

"Get up, Photel." Irwin said, standing over the old man who was humbly bowing to him, unwilling to get up. "Let me remain like this, master. It's been forever since I saw you. I blame myself for getting carried away by my personal spiritual growth. I should have stayed in Imperial City and serve you like the rest of the boys. I was blinded by ambition and self-gratification that I forgot that I'm forever indebted to you."Irwin stood there, staring at the elderly man. Although it was true. If it wasn't for him, the old man would have been dead a long time ago. Irwin was recently fresh off his military training and was wandering through a forest when he saw a man lying by the river unconscious. With the little knowledge of medicine that he had learnt from his grandmother, he was able to revive the man. Ever since then, the man had treated him like a god that walked out of a myth. It was after he treated the man that he came to recognize the influence and affluent background of the

Pothel was silent for a while. He stared down as though he intended to appraise an unseen element. When he lifted his gaze again, there was a stream of tears in his eyes. "Pothel?" Irwin wasn't certain of how he was supposed to react to this. Pothel fell on his knees again. At this point, Irwin had every reason to believe that Pothel was trying to try his patience, but seeing the state Pothel was, he was forced to think otherwise. "What is the matter, Photel?" He decided to approach the matter from another point of view. "I am unworthy to stand in front of you." Photel started, as he raised his head. Irwin decided to give him the audience. By the time Photel gets to the end of this drama, if there was nothing concrete to hold on to, then he would be guiltless to exert his frustration on the old man. "I didn't finish telling you the story of the queen." Photel slowly rose to his knees. Earlier, his body was sprawled on the floor in front of Irwin. It was an act of perpetual and