CHAPTER FORTY-ONE Reluctantly, Silas put out the fire at the bottom of the cigarette and returned it to the pocket of his jacket while everyone watched amidst the embarrassment that refused to let go of him. When he was done, he lifted his stoned face to look at Rufus, who nodded in satisfaction while he maintained the smirk on his face. “Well done, Mr. Prescott, you have done well.” Rufus chuckled softly, and then he turned to look at the Manager who drew closer to hear what he was going to say, following his gesture of beckoning. “I think we can begin the meeting in earnest. I am certain that these Gentlemen here have some other important things they would love to attend to. We cannot keep them waiting for so long.” “I understand perfectly, Lord Emrys.” Nick bowed slightly after he had turned to completely face Rufus, who nodded in response. Nick took in a deep breath which he let out slowly, and when he turned to look at the four CEOs who were waiting to hear from him, he cle

CHAPTER FORTY-THREE A few seconds after Rufus walked away from the conference room, Nick hurriedly followed him, and in the seconds he caught up with him, he turned to look at him with a smile on his face.Damian walked ahead of him alongside some of the bodyguards who were hanging around the hallway that led to the elevator. Just when he was about to take a step closer to the elevator doors, Rufus noticed that the Manager was standing beside him, and he turned to look at him. “I hope there is no problem, Mr. Raven.” “Not at all, Lord Emrys. There is one more thing…” Nick said in a whisper, gesturing with his index finger while Rufus stopped almost immediately alongside Rebecca, who was trying to make sure she maintained the same pace with her even though she regretted putting on those black heels that she bought recently. “What could that be?” Rufus asked almost immediately, looking at Nick, who was trying to get a grip on himself after he had done a little exercise while trying

CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE Rufus pushed himself up from the bed, turning to look at Cyra, who was still standing close to the wall behind the bed with a smile on her face. “I wonder when I am going to get used to you showing up on me like that.” Rufus sat on the bed, looking at Cyra, who slowly walked up to the bed and sat down beside him. Her smile showed so much excitement, causing Rufus to forget that she had startled him a while ago to focus on the strange look on her face. “You seem unusually excited, Cyra.” “Oh, you noticed.” Cyra chuckled excitedly, looking at Rufus, who was hoping that she could give her a solid reason behind her unusual mood. “Did you also notice something else, Emrys?” Cyra lifted her eyebrows while she maintained her smile, waiting patiently to hear what Rufus was going to say. “Am I supposed to notice any other thing? I am not sure I can be able to read minds.” “Look closer, Emrys. What you seek is right in front of you.” Cyra blinked severally and lifted h

CHAPTER FORTY-SEVEN After a few hours of sound sleep, Rufus woke up from sleep and stood up from the bed. He went into the bathroom and took a long shower before he put on fresh clothes walked out of his chambers and headed to the dining hall. “Good evening, Lord Emrys…” “Good evening, Olianna ” Rufus greeted the middle-aged lady who was standing by a corner of the dining hall, smiling with her hands clasped together. “You are right on time for dinner. I was almost about to ask Mr. Damian to knock at your door.” “Oh, I see…” Rufus sighed softly while he reciprocated the smile from the middle-aged lady. “Well, I am here now. What do you have for me?”“Why don’t you just have a seat and find out yourself?” Olianna gestured to the table, and Rufus grabbed the seat by the right end of the table and sat down slowly. He adjusted himself almost immediately and placed his hands on the table. “Well?” He turned to look at Olianna who quickly grabbed the dish cover to reveal the fo

CHAPTER FORTY-NINE Rufus walked into his bedroom at once, and when he was about to move to the bed, a thought crept into his mind. He slowly walked up to the cabinet close to his bed, opened the drawer, and pulled out the golden dagger which belonged to Circe. Sitting on the bed and carefully holding onto it with his right hand, he looked at it for a while, observing the unique carvings on it and the fact that he had never seen a knife as sharp as it, not even the ones used in the restaurant where he worked as a waiter. “What is so special about you?” He whispered to the dagger as though it could hear him, looking at the sharp edge, and wondering what kind of steel was used in making it. “Cyra mentioned that it was forged by the dwarves and is one of the greatest weapons of all time. This is so handy to be a great weapon.” Rufus pushed his index finger on the sharp tip of the dagger, and ur stung him at once, causing him to grunt at once while he looked at the spot on his finger w