"What's going on?" the new voice rang out. "Who are these people, and what are they doing on private property?" the person, who happened to be a nurse on duty, asked, glaring at Peter, Marcus, and his mother. "Must be some random beggars craving royal treatment. I've told them to get lost, but this one has a big mouth," the security guard pointed at Peter. "You should leave before I call for backup. You're trespassing," the nurse said, her tone venomous. "Trespassing?" Peter blinked. "How can I be trespassing if my family owns this property?" The nurse took a quick glance at the security man, then back at Peter in a mocking way. "Your family does what?" she asked unseriously. "Hahahahaha!" They both laughed. "Darling, this hospital was built by Mr. Thomas Graham for him, his family, and close friends. Only people whose names are on the list have the right to step inside, let alone stand at the entrance," the nurse said before adding, "Security, please get these people out of

No one had ever shut Mr. Samson up in such a commanding way. He was left in utter disbelief. "Please, Mr. Graham, calm down," the chairman said, doing damage control. "Do not consume yourself with rage. Mr. Addams is obviously clueless." "Obviously clueless?" Peter replied with irony. "Then that simply means you don’t run background checks on the people you choose to employ in key roles in this firm." He said, stepping closer as he took his seat at the head of the table. Mr. Samson watched in complete awe. "Anyway, I have something I’d like to say. I don’t want to waste much of my time here." Peter said, shifting his ice-cold stare at Mr. Samson. "You’re fired. And about the promotion you were boasting about? Let it remain a fantasy in that bald head of yours." Mr. Samson laughed out loud in mockery. "Aha... You can’t fire me. I signed a seven-year contract with this company." he said, his tone filled with assurance. "Yes, he can," Laura, the woman he was having an affair wi

Jake, Ethan, and Ben froze. They swallowed so hard, it felt like stone. Their throats suddenly became dry. "Can't talk now?" Peter jabbed. "Cat got your tongue?" They all stood silent, really silent... until Jake decided to break the silence with a slightly shaky voice. "We are not afraid of you, Peter Lawson," he said. "We know you're all talk and no bite. You can't do shit to us, or else Punch will make your life a living hell. You don't want that, do you?" "Of course I don't," Peter smirked. "Exactly," Jake beamed. "Now get the fuck out of our way, and we'll pretend this never happened. We may even consider sparing your life." Peter turned his head a little, as if trying to look backward, glancing at his men with his side eyes as he signaled them with a firm nod. They lunged forward, straight at the dumb boys, grabbing all three of them like mere chickens. The guards held them so tightly it hurt deep within the skin. As they brought them further, they pushed them so

May watched in awe. She couldn’t believe her eyes. Who was the person inside this body standing before her? she couldn’t help but think to herself. She’d been with Peter all her life and still couldn’t believe what was happening. "You see, the difference between me and you, Henry, is that I’m smarter," Peter jabbed. "Your father might have been rich, but it seems to me you’re not the bright type after all." Henry frowned, his fists clenched tightly in fury. His once-confident men didn’t need to be told... they were clearly outnumbered and stood no chance against Peter’s men, who looked like they had guns hidden inside their suits. His men backed off slowly as Henry said, "You wait and see. The owner of this property is from the Graham household, the richest and most vicious family in the country. I wonder if you’ll still have the same energy when I tell them some poor lunatic is claiming their property." Peter huffed. He couldn’t wait to see the look on Henry’s bloated face the

Sophia was watching them from a distance as they played in the pool. Lucia was splashing water on Peter, and Peter was splashing back. They were really having a good time, and she hated every single bit of it. Peter stopped for a second, looking into her eyes. He could see his own reflection as he held her firmly in the water. Lucia’s heart, on the other hand, was beating fast. She couldn’t explain it at that moment, but something inside her wanted to jump on top of Peter. Peter’s dick got really hard. He felt a sudden urge at that moment, but he was a gentleman and knew how to control himself. He understood what respect for women meant. "Are you okay?" Lucia asked, noticing his body movements. "Uhm… yeah. I am. It’s just that… you’re… uhm…" "Pretty hot?" Lucia helped him complete his intended statement. Peter began to cough violently, as if choking on water. He never expected her to be so direct. "It’s fine if you’re not comfortable. I can understand, honestly," Lucia murmur