An ominous feeling came over Richard Graves the moment Scarlet put the phone to her ear, but he remained still. As far as he was concerned, Scarlet was merely bluffing and would not be able to do anything to him. The number Scarlet dialed rang only once before the call connected. “Hello, Miss Monrea.” A baritone voice laced with respect and politeness answered from the other end of the line. “Hello Damien” Scarlet replied in a playful tone. When Damien heard Scarlet’s playful tone, he knew at once that something was wrong. From his experience dealing with her, he immediately discerned that some unlucky fellow had offended her and that she wanted them to pay the price. Nevertheless, he maintained his silence and pretended that nothing was amiss. “Is there an issue, Miss Monrea?” Damien asked politely. “Do you happen to know if we’re partnering with any company or business from the Graves family?” Scarlet asked playfully, though there was a hint of anger and disgust in her

The rest of the day passed quickly and it was soon evening. Since the auction was being held in Blackridge city, Lorenzo finished his preparations by 6pm. Blackridge city was an hour drive away from the Hotel, and since he was not going alone but with Scarlett Monrea, he couldn’t be late to the auction. The auction was a high class one, so Lorenzo didn’t dare dress casually for the auction. He picked out the classy three piece suit he wore to the charity gala some months back, the quality shoes, and the limited edition wristwatch Derek got for him. He looked incredibly dashing, and was way handsome than he was during the charity gala. After being the head of a company for some time, he now had a sophisticated look to him. He exited the presidential suite and walked to the car park, ignoring the intrigued stares he got from the staff and people present in the hotel. He entered his car and inputted the auction’s house location in his car’s GPS system, before driving out of the hotel.

The item put up for auction was a brown leather book, and it looked ordinary, but Lorenzo’s blood kept boiling at the sight of the book. He could feel an innate connection with the book, and he could barely keep himself from rushing over to the stage and grabbing the book. Scarlett noticed Lorenzo’s keen attention on the book, but couldn’t understand why Lorenzo was so interested in the book. After all, the book looked so ordinary and she couldn’t find anything special in it as she looked at it. Just as she was about to question Lorenzo about the book, the emcee’s voice echoed in the auction hall. “Next, we have the ‘Journals of Zarion’ up for auction. As we all know, Madra was the fifth and most successful emperor of the Hanwei Dynasty. This leather book contains the journals of Zarion, his exploits, and his insights from his reign.” As soon as the emcee completed her statement, the majority of the people present had their eyes widen in shock. The ‘Journals of Zarion’ was a b

During the rest of the days after relocating to his courtyard villa, Lorenzo practiced his morning routines daily without missing a single day. He made sure to remain disciplined in that aspect. After his morning routine each day, he would go over the reports and documents that were faxed to him by Bianca. These documents contained the projects and progress Zenith Holdings Int’l had made in ironcrest City. Zenith Holdings Int’l had been growing rapidly in Capital City and it was now acknowledged as one of the top 20 companies in the ironcrest City. Ironcrest City was a very competitive area as it had abundant resources, so there was little to no chance for new companies like Zenith Holdings Int’l to grow as it did. Yet, contrary to everyone’s expectations, Zenith Holdings Int’l rose to become one of the top 20 companies in less than three months. Lorenzo had founded Zenith Holdings Int’l less than two months ago, yet he had already led it into the top 20 companies in the City.

Monica couldn’t believe her eyes at the sight before her. The terror and fear she felt earlier increased tenfold in front of the owner of the voice. This was because the owner of the voice was none other than her high school ex-boyfriend and heir to the Lockwood empire; Asher Lockwood.A.K.A. Asher the Mad Asher Lockwood sat on a very luxurious white sofa as his grey eyes stared at Monica. He wore an impeccable white suit, with his hair gelled back and tied into a ponytail. His beard was clean-shaven. He reeked of masculinity as he sat on the sofa, and he looked incredibly handsome. There was a table in front of him, and on it was a half-empty bottle of red wine, a rare brand that cost over six figures. His temperament was far more mature and solid than it had been three years ago. It was no wonder that so many of her high school friends wanted to date him and were incredibly jealous when Monica was the one he chose. However, Monica knew that beneath those sparkling grey eyes was