CHAPTER 5

Author's POV

"What the heck is that mother? Are you going to let this dead dog insult me?" James asked, his eyes brimming with fire.

"I said, hold it. Go, sit down. I'll handle this myself!" Laura said calmly, her voice cooling the hot air.

James looked Nathan dead in the eye. If he had the chance, he would literally rip Nathan into two. But Nathan didn't even flinch. The charisma he displayed was very strange and no one, not even he himself would have expected it.

They say a warrior isn't determined in his fist, but in his mind. Nathan fulfilled that saying 100 percent.

"That was a courageous talk, Nathan Wade, I applaud you!" Laura began.

"You've got guts. I never knew. That is amazing! We could have used your guts in many ways long ago!"

"Now, listen, the both of you!" Laura said, pointing to Nathan and James who was still staring at Nathan deadly. His stare could freeze hell itself.

"Nathan Wade here has just brought up a challenge. He called upon the James' Family, accusing them of being scared pussies. He said they are afraid to take on the proposal. That is a challenge."

Laura then turned to James. "That is quite a heavy accusation. Do you take the challenge? Are you willing to prove to this dead dog that you are not a scared little pussy?" She questioned wisely.

James looked at his wife, Cassandra, who nodded him a resounding yes.

"Yes. Hell yeah! I'm taking the fucking challange. I ain't no scared little pussy. Never!" James roared and grabbed the document right from Laura's front and while everyone was watching, he quickly signed the contract vigorously like he was about to rip the paper in two.

"There it is. Watch me win, you fucking looser!" He yelled at Nathan who remained stoic and calm.

Laura smiled in satisfaction. "Wonderful! The deal has been made and cannot be broken."

"Now, Nathan has an assignment to find his daughter in 10 days. James, you also have 10 days to strike the deal. If Nathan finds his daughter first, you will have to employ him as your P.A for two weeks."

Turning to Nathan, she said "If you fail to find your daughter within the stipulated time, you will serve as a janitor for every single person in this room for 2 weeks! Deal?" She asked calmly.

Nathan was shocked at the deal. It wasn't something he expected. It wasn't a deal he could easily agree to. He had no plan of how to begin looking for his daughter. 10 days was just a week and 3 days.

"Come on, scaredy dog. Are you scared of losing to me? Pick up the challenge and show that you're truly a man who doesn't run his mouth like a baby!" James bragged and stamped his feet on the ground.

Taking a deep breath…

"Deal!" Nathan said and everyone in the room was shocked at his sudden boost of confidence. What gave him so much power and confidence was just a mystery to them!

"There we have it then. Your time starts now. See you in 10 days." Laura said and sipped into her glass of water.

"Watch me as I grab that contract in a file and bring it here. You'll lick my feet serving as janitor, Nathan Wade. I promise you that!"

Nathan's wound was already almost dried up. Little did he realise that he had stained the floor with drops of his blood. It was embarrassing!

As he stood up, everyone watched him leave. Amanda followed him.

"What the fuck do you think you are doing, Nathan? Are you drunk now?" She questioned him scarily and angrily like she was about to slap him too. But no. He had received enough embarrassment for the day.

"You don't trust your husband, do you?"

"No. No, I don't!"

"Fine. Then you watch from a distance how I will disgrace your whole family. Including you!" Nathan reassured and left the house, determined to return a winner!

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Nathan's POV

It was time. Time to go back to the past! Fred was right. I was killing myself letting my past ruin my future. But that was over. I would soon show the Kensington family who's boss.

They would pay! No, they would fucking pay.

As I drove my car through the bustling streets of the heart of Pennsylvania, I had many questions running through my mind.

It's been 15 years. 15 years since I set my eyes on Gothern, my home. 15 years since I saw my father or even spoke to him.

Would he accept me? Would he still take me as his son? I was the one who made the decision to leave. What would he think of me?

But a more important question raced through my mind. In whose hands was the company now? Has it been given to some other guy? Did my father eventually have another son to inherit my rights?

As I pulled over the large gate of Gothern, I was scared! The whole building was silent. Dead silent.

It was damn fucking rich! This very house right before my eyes was tagged as the richest and most expensive house in all of Pennsylvania. Everyone knew the owner to be a certain Mr. Clifford the owner of the Clifford Arch Company. But no one ever saw the person.

As I walked up to the gate, a certain security man stopped me.

"Hey, what you doing here? Are you a postman?"

The other officer laughed. "You probably stole that uniform from your grandfather. Get lost, mad man!"

Fuck!

I ignored and kept walking to the gate! They followed me.

"Stand down, motherfucker. Do you wanna get shot? You know whose house you're messing with?" They exclaimed.

I walked faster until I reached the gate.

"Your full name please." the gate called out. Nice. There is an added security. This is cool.

"Nathan Wade." I called out quickly before the security suckers got to me.

"Wrong identification. Your full name, please!"

"Nathan Clifford Wade!" I said quickly and…..

The gate opened!

The security men gasped in shock!