Sophie said. "This isn't a matter of judging. You have no money, so just leave before I call security on you." "I want to buy a phone. Why can't you understand?" Travis was getting frustrated. "Still not going to leave, huh? Okay, you've forced my hand." The manager took out her phone. "Security, please." Travis scoffed. "Seriously? What did I do wrong?" "Keep on asking." The door swung open. Khloe walked in. "What's taking you so..." Her brows furrowed. "What's happening?" Sophie smiled, thinking Khloe was a customer. "Oh, nothing, madam. Security will be here soon to throw him out. Don't let him bother you. What would you like to buy?" "Throw whom out? Him?" She pointed at Travis. "Yeah, don't mind him. He entered the mall when he couldn't afford anything. Can you believe that?" Khloe and Travis's eyes met. Khloe gave him a questionable look. Travis just shrugged at her. "Did he buy something and didn't pay, or did you just come to that assumption?" asked Khloe. "Oh, ther

Travis stared wide-eyed at the mirror, unable to believe the person staring back at him was actually him. He had no idea he could be this good-looking. His hair, once full and thick, had been reduced, trimmed and well-styled. He didn’t what hairstyle it was, but he loved it. “Another job well done,” said Brenda, impressed by her work. “I’m obsessed. This is great.” Travis said, turning his head to the side. “Finally, you look like a human,” Khloe muttered, to which Travis rolled his eyes. Eva chuckled. “My boy looks so handsome.” “Hmm, is it just me or does he kind of looks like you, Eva?” Brenda narrowed her eyes at Travis's reflection. “So, let's move on.” Eva quickly changed the topic. “You mentioned skincare?” “Oh, right.” She reluctantly looked away from Travis's reflection. “Your skin looks good now, but it could be better. I can see some signs of acne on your face.” Travis frowned and touched his face. “I'll give you a skincare routine that you must follow if you want a

Travis gripped the armrest of his seat as the plane accelerated down the runway, pushing him deeper into his seat. The jet slowly ascended. Travis felt weightless for a moment. His stomach rumbled a bit. Then, the jet leveled, and he felt normal again. “Does your stomach feel weird? It's usually normal if it's your first time,” said Eva. “I'm fine now,” replied Travis, rubbing his abdomen. He looked out through the window. The city looked so tiny from up here. Clouds and streaks of the orange setting sun mingled, creating a beautiful view in the sky. It was like flying in a fantasy world. He would never forget this magical experience. Those who traveled by air frequently were lucky to experience this all the time. “We should be in the city in seven hours. The weather looks good,” said Keegan. The workers served them their preferred refreshments, foods, and drinks. Travis dug into his cheeseburger. “Remind me. Why did your mother call this meeting again?” asked Eva, who was still

Five people sat around a rectangular table in one of the studies at the Novaks' Manor. There were two men and three women.Keegan sat, dressed in a white T-shirt. Cassius sat opposite. Beside him was his sister, Sage, while their youngest sister, Zyra, sat beside Cassius.At the head of the table, an old woman sat on the largest seat, addressing them. She looked younger than fifty years old. Her skin was not too wrinkled thanks to her early skincare routine during her youth days. Her hair showed some strands of gray hair, though.She was Jocelyn, the Novak's Matriarch.“The Baxters have started pushing. We need to meet up with the competition,” said Jocelyn, peering into the laptop in front of her. “Make sure the project is ready this week, Keegan.”“I understand. It'll be ready as soon as possible. This will definitely bypass them.” He replied.“Make sure it does.”Cassius cleared his throat, drawing their attention to him.“Any problem?” asked Jocelyn.Cassius said. “So, the Baxters

The three sons of Cassius stood in front of them, their eyes spitting venom at them.“Travis didn't break your nose hard enough if you still have some audacity,” Khloe said.Ambrose’s jaw ticked. “Who do you both think you are? You're so cocky just because your father is the head, huh?”“Precisely,” Khloe smirked.Dallas chuckled. “It won't last. Ambrose will be the heir soon, and when he becomes head, you'll all bite back your words.”Travis raised his brow.“And who said he'll be the heir?” Khloe asked. “Has Grandma confirmed it or is it just your delusion?”“Who else would it be? Travis, who just got into the family and knows nothing whatsoever, or you, a lucky sheep brought into the family?” Ambrose said.“You'll have more than a broken nose if you dare insult any of us again.” Travis stepped forward.Riley shrank behind Khloe.“You were just lucky in that fight. I'll kick your ass anytime and anywhere. So, you better watch it.” Ambrose threatened.“Prove it then.” Travis said.Am