All Chapters of SUPREME STYLIST: RETURN OF THE HUMILIATED GENIUS : Chapter 11
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Chapter 0011: Power breaks blood
Whispers spread across the lobby, each comment carrying surprise, all eyes piercing on the young man who had just walked in, his dressing completely out of place among the expensive suits and flamboyant gowns, and yet he spoke with the guts of someone who owned the whole land.Who's the boss really?"I expect you to be on your knee now, crawling at my feet like a good kid maybe I'll have that mercy you spoke about on you. Because once my brother, the manager of the whole hotel is here, your life is done!"She spoke with the entitlement of a spoilt baby sister."You'll spend some good time in prison.." Her lips curled in mock amusement, "...and maybe you'll have your first child there too, because you just take on his baby sister to mess with."Rowan didn't speak. He kept glancing at his old wrist watch like a bomber expecting the detonation of a hidden bomb."Five minutes." He mumbled. The receptionist poked finger at his chest, jeering as Rowan's silence made her look like a fool. "
Chapter 0012: Power in plain coating
Mr. Henderson was hyperventilating, his face reddened with panic. He clutched the feet of the ordinary looking young man who had walked inside earlier, dismissed by the patrons in expensive outfits and humiliated by the arrogant receptionist. The atmosphere had shifted. The tension clawed at the air, choking out the excitement. Everyone who had been watching in amusement earlier now stared at the young guy with a questioning looks.Like who the heck is he?Even Rowan didn't expect the situation to bend to his will drastically. Power tastes like victory.He crouched slightly, holding Mr. Henderson on the shoulder to pull him up. His late mother had nurtured him to be kind, never to intentionally punish the innocent, and to forgive when necessary."Mr. Henderson," Rowan called gently. "Please stand. You shouldn't be the one apologizing when you're innocent."Mr. Henderson shook his head frantically, sweat balls dancing off his face."No.no..Mr. Rowan..I know you're angry. She's just du
Chapter 0013: Who is Joyce Lang?
Rowan didn't need to ask for the second time. Mr. Henderson already understood the task and the kind of place he requested for.His respect for Rowan was still there, knowing he is someone associated with Joyce Lang. He respectfully gestured in the direction of the Elevator."I'll be taking you to the last floor, Mr. Rowan. The penthouse. That is the best place that suits people of your status. You'll have entitlement to all our exclusive services there and you'll have a personal service staff to attend to your need. I'll personally be the one to attend to your need, Mr. Rowan if you don't find it offensive. It'll be my honor."Rowan simply nodded, understanding the manager intention to further appease him and get on his good side."As you wish." Rowan simply said. The elevator ascended to the last floor of the hotel. It stopped on the tenth floor. The door chimed and parted, revealing a medium hallway. They pressed forward to the end of the hall where the penthouse came into view.I
Chapter 0014: Finding out WHY.
"WHO IS MRS. JOYCE LANG TO YOU?" The question hung between the two men, stretching the silence despite its simplicity. No, maybe it was complex. Too complex it caught Rowan's tongue for a few seconds that stretched like eternity. Rowan had never really thought about it before, and so the question echoed in his head again over and over again without any plausible answer.WHO IS MRS. JOYCE LAND?Mr. Henderson misinterpreted the silence for reservation."Pardon me, Mr. Rowan," he quickly said, "I don't mean to snoop into your personal matters. I was just...""I understand." Rowan cut through his words gently. A second pause, his mind processing. "I'll put it simply— Mrs. Joyce is someone who is close to me." He said simply.The manager wasn't satisfied by the response but he didn't push it. He nodded and turned, walking out of the room. The door clicked shut, leaving Rowan staring after it still spiralling about the question that made him reason about his place in Mrs. Lang's existenc
Chapter 0015: Apologize to her.
His voice was loud enough to make heads turn. Laughter. Low at first then it rose.Rowan turned to look at the man. He stared at him with a furrowed brow that suggested unfamiliarity."Do I know you from somewhere, Sir?" "I'm just a man giving you advice for safety or your own pocket, kid," he said, his smile Sharp, all displaying warmth that's meant to scorch. He pulled out his phone and waved it. Same model. Just a different casing colour. "I got this here. $2500 about a few months ago. The price inflated with just an additional $500. ""And—" Rowan chipped in with a firm voice that suggested he wasn't interested in any of the lectures that he didn't ask for and the man was delivering."And?" The man let out a sharp disbelieving laughter, eating up Rowan's space with an intimidating presence and cologne that reeks of arrogance and insult."Do you think you can afford it? $3k?" He laughed sharply. No humour. Just Mockery and reeks of cheap beer. "I could have called you a kid with
Chapter 0016: Fever war
"I'll pay $10,000."The entire hall gasped.A woman at the end of the hall dropped her glass of wine.A man lounging on a recliner spurted out water from his mouth, choking on the water that was forced into the wrong place."What—" Another gasped.Then the hall Shifted.The comments came fast and louder like a donating bomb."What?! Is he mad?" "This kid thinks $10,000 is a joke?""I have seen poor people making mouths about having money but this is just outrageous!" Another aged woman in a white suit shook her head.Daniel Caston, the man who had desperately wanted to wound Rowan's pride in front of everything froze in shock like his accomplice. Colour drained from their expression but it didn't last longer.Laughter rocked from their throat.Daniel Caston doubled over with laughter, his chest shaking with every cackle, the young woman nearly slipped her heels on the marble as her laughter rang out of sheer amusement that made her lose balance and composure."You—" Daniel Caston hel
Chapter 0017: Ghost and trajectory
Then dinner ended with a full course meal, detailed and served by seasoned chefs specially led by Mr. Harrison, the hotel manager.The main dish, a herb crushed venison medallion and wagyu flatiron steak with rosemary-infused fingerlings potatoes, a single meal course cost more than most people's two year rents, served with desserts that looked too beautiful to eat, rich flourless chocolate cake specially made with port wine reduction and served with aged wine, Ruffino Alauda.Rowan retired to his bed, adapting to his new life. He wore a silk night dress taken from the wardrobe provided by the hotel— a navy comfortable top and a slack.He sat on the bed, unveiled the new devices he got from Brown Gadget. He pulled out the Samsung phone from the box. The smell of synthetic fiber filled the air surrounding him. He whistled, taking in the impressive glossy finish with a gentle approving nod.He removed the sim card from his old phone and inserted it. The phone came to life with a buzz
Chapter 0018: Protection from WHO?
Ten minutes after Adrian Adrian dropped Knox's call, his phone lit up with a notification.Buzz!The screen stared back at his eyes. Text message delivered by Knox only him could access because it was encrypted. He input the code and the screen immediately shifted. White and black.The list crawled down like a snake climbing tree in motion with digits that look like government net worth that shouldn't be accessible by an ordinary person.Adrian paused then scrolled down, his eyes getting wider as he took in business names up to twenty scattered across different cities, the management officials currently in charge and compilation of the past revenues generated from each company, numbers that were too big to be real and too real to be ignored.Adrian's mind went blank for a second, counting zeroes that looked like a compilation of its own.$500 billion.Adrian went over compilation, noting vulnerabilities, detecting loopholes and strategizing plans that would stop the bleeding.His han
Chapter 0019: Ex-husband's betrayal
Meanwhile, Fifty miles away across the sleeping city, at a place called the Royal building, all glass and steel and old money that comes from building an empire from scratch and through pain.At the top floor inside of a room that looked like it was ripped out from a sick dream, occupied with domestic infrastructures that cost fortunes. The door of the bedroom squealed silently as it opened and a young woman stepped out, white towel wrapped around his waist, long hair cascading behind her back dripping water on the marble that followed her steps into the bedroom.She was beautiful in the way art is beautiful— untouchable and Stunning. Despite the weariness in her eyes, her posture was sharp, the kind of uprightness needed for boardroom battles.Joyce Lang.Her phone buzzed on the bed. She grabbed it."Knox." She called, phone pressed to her ear. "Good morning, Mrs. Lang." He greeted with respect. "Mr. Rowan is making moves already. Compilation of businesses transferred to his name."
Chapter 0020: Hello, Dear ex-wife
"HELLO, DEAR EX-WIFE." The voice came jagged like ice raining down on glass.Earlier, Joyce was still in her reverie, drowning in thought of memories that should have drowned everything she built along with her existence when the phone vibration cut through the room like blade slicking silk.She jerked out from the thought. She glanced at the clock. 2p.m. Too early in the morning. Wrong timing.But maybe it was Knox ringing her line to give another new update or something he missed to speak about earlier.She rose with the glasses of wine in one hand and picked up the phone that was ringing persistently in the silence that settled inside the room.Her eyes narrowed.Strange digits.Suspicion butted in, hammering down curiosity. In the corporate world, there are hackers and people who could ruin everything you have with small details such as picking up a strange number.The ringing stopped.She dropped the phone. Uninterested. She was half-turning when the phone sounded again. She tu