“What’s that?” Brian retorted at once, his voice still slippery. The old man coughed quietly, his breath still heavy. “You have to promise me something…” Lord Ambrose could sense that time was no longer on his side, desperately awaiting a response.“Two things actually…” He added before Brian could say a word, forcing his eyes open again. “Anything at all, Grandpa. I will do it…” Brian nodded to affirm his words, his voice laced with readiness. The old man nodded, a rush of satisfaction crawling into his nerves. “Your Aunt, Rebecca…” He continued after a few seconds of silence, his voice begging for indulgence. “I need you to make sure she and her children are well taken care of…”Brian sighed, forced into silence.“I know that I may be asking for too much, Brian…” Lord Ambrose sensed the message from the stillness, pressing further. “My soul will only know peace if I am certain that she and her children are in safe hands. I trust you on this; I know you can protect t

“First of all, we still do not know who was responsible for what happened to him…” Brian said calmly, but the flames burning in his eyes said something else.They clearly reported the fury brewing inside him, his chest puffing with vendetta.“Letting the world know that Lord Ambrose is dead would give his killers a reason to celebrate, Diego…”The Concierge took a deep breath, and even though he had no plans to speak yet, Brian continued.“I want you to give everyone the impression that my grandfather has been moved to a hospital, Diego…”The old man raised an eyebrow, confusion fluttering in his eyes.“What…”“Yes, Diego. You heard me…” Brian held onto his composure, insisting on the very words he said.He took a deep breath, then he cleared his throat before he continued with a more audible tone.“I know the press and media have been hovering around us, looking for something to make the headlines. I need you to figure something out, Diego. Something to keep everyone busy and speculat

“I didn’t say that…” Rebecca was eager to hold onto the denial, but the truth was too visible, plastered all over her face.It was visible from the moment she looked away, even when she returned her gaze to Brian.“I am only trying to know what’s going on, Brian. Since you returned, I have been in the dark. You have been the one handling things.” She claimed, yet her voice was still unstable.“So, this is not about the Will then…” Brian looked her in the eyes, wry smile intact.The lady sighed. “No, Brian. But…”“There are no buts, Aunty Becca.” Brian cut her short, his smile evaporating.“Tell me why you are so much interested in calling the Lawyer? Do you have any arrangements with him?”Rebecca couldn’t answer. She just kept staring as though she had been struck by deafness.“Because that is exactly what we are supposed to do, Brian.” She could barely hold onto her voice, almost struggling to maintain eye contact with Brian.“I see…” Brian chuckled softly, but the next second, the

“I have a feeling that I am being followed, Diego,” Brian said in a low tone, walking toward the right corner of the room.He stood there for a while, then he sighed heavily.“I was on my way to pick up my wife from her regular antenatal, and I noticed this blue BMW. I could have sworn that I had seen that car before.”Suddenly, he paused, listening silently.“What do you think, Diego? Do you think I am just being paranoid?” He asked, but there was no response.“Diego?” He had to turn, facing the Concierge.The old man had drifted away in thoughts, facing the pleated curtains in front of him.He wasn’t fascinated by their beauty but drifted away by his thoughts.So carried away that he didn’t notice Brian walking back to him.“Diego?” Brian snapped, forcing the old man back to reality.The Concierge flickered, taking a deep breath.“Where have you been?”“I am sorry, Master Brian.” He apologized, but that was barely enough to get rid of the frown on Brian’s face.“A penny for your tho

“Here is your water, sir.”Diego kept his cool until the waitress dropped the glass of water on the table and walked away.He grabbed it with both hands and drank as if he had inhaled it.“Easy…” Rebecca furrowed, acting like she was truly concerned.“You don’t want to join my father. Things like this can stop your heart from beating in seconds.”Diego lowered the empty glass to the table, then he wiped some of the water dripping from the sides of his mouth.“Tell me the truth, Diego…” Rebecca was not ready to give him the chance to catch his breath, firing the same question.“What exactly has Brian been up to? Has anyone peculiar come to see him? Don’t lie to me.” The warning flashed in her eyes, glowing alongside her menace.Diego looked downward, reluctance crawling through his veins.“So, someone has come to see him…” Rebecca muttered, a wry smile on her face.“Who was that?” She asked, leaning forward with open ears.Diego took a deep breath.“Some lady….” His tone began tiny, th