Rise Of The Supreme General

CHAPTER 16

"What condition?"

"You have to agree to marry me. It's been six months already Racheal, you keep procrastinating our marriage. Don't you love me anymore?" Drake proposed.

Racheal shook her head, if only Drake knew she was just manipulating him to get what she wanted, he's nothing but a stepping stone and nothing more. She never had feeling for Drake, he's always seen with multiple women, changing women like clothes, he's definitely not the kind of man she wanted for herself. If Drake wasn't from a wealthy family, no one would look at him twice.

"Drake, of course I love you. But I'm not just ready for marriage now." Racheal decided to play her manipulative scheme.

Drake wrapped his hands around her waist. "Come on babe, I've already helped you kick that asshole Adam out of your life. No more excuses." Drake smirked.

Drake's gesture was bringing some attention to them, Racheal felt embarrassed and she moved a step away from him. "You're right, Drake. But I'm still not ready, sorry."

Drake boiled in anger, how can she reject him after everything he had done for her, was she just using him? He's the heir of the Penthouse Family, many girls are dying to be with him.

"Fine, then good luck getting inside yourself." Drake brushed past her walking inside.

Racheal knew he was her only chance of getting into that building, and if she would ever get a chance to be among the three lucky contractors, she'll need Drake's influence. She sped towards him, like a flie chasing a poop.

"Don't be so mad Drake. I will get married to you, I just need time. Please." She said with a soft voice, staring deep into Drake's eyes, seductively.

Drake looked at her lustfully, he just couldn't resist to say no, Racheal was extremely beautiful. "Fine! Follow me."

Racheal held Drake's hand tightly. They walked in through the crowd and the other contractors burst in anger.

"Where do you two think you're going? They won't let you in, don't think you're special." One of the contractors spat aggressively, he was Blake from the Frost Family, one of the elite Families of Almond City.

"Oh well, I'm not like you. I will get inside, watch me." Drake said proudly.

“Ha, you think you're special? I can't wait to see you get humiliated by the guards.” Black smirked.

Drake walked up to the security.

“Who are you two? You can't get in, Mr. White isn't expecting any guests.” The bulky guard said with a deepened frown.

"I am Drake Penthouse, and this is my girlfriend Racheal, from the Odia Family. have an appointment with Mr. White, can I come in?" Drake responded.

Racheal was feeling anxious, she didn't know if Drake would be able to get in with the way the guard was responding, but she had to trust Drake. He couldn't be lying to her about bagging the contract, what will he get out of it?

"Wait, I'll have to confirm if you're in fact telling the truth." The security dialed his boss's number, after some seconds of call he opened the gate and allowed them to walk in. After which he immediately closed back the gate.

The others outside were shocked, everyone knew the Penthouses had a high status in the business world. But this was an entirely different feat on its own. Blake's face was flustered, “how can they allow that loser in and not me!”

"Told ya!" Drake mocked, he looked at Racheal with a smirk on his face. "Do you still doubt me now?"

"No, I can't believe you have so much influence, Drake, you're amazing." Racheal praised.

As they were about to walk towards the entrance, they saw Adam walking out of it.

They both froze from their steps, Racheal's jaw dropped, "Adam?"

"What are you doing here punk?"

A sinister smile appeared on Adam's face, he had anticipated that they'll come.

"What do you mean? This is my company." Adam replied, dipping his hands in his pocket.

"Shut the fuck up! Do you come here to steal?" Drake accused.

"Adam, you're still alive?" Racheal was still in a puzzled state.

"What, you want me dead? Do you hate me that much?" Adam's face darkened.

Racheal couldn't even recognize him properly, he had changed a lot, and how was he still walking? Philip told them he broke Adam's leg, and he was sure he wasn't going to walk again, and how was he out of Hell-gate? Nothing was making sense, or was she dreaming?

"You're supposed to be in prison." Racheal's brow furrowed.

"Well, I'm out. Aren't you happy to see me?" Adam teased, a wide smile spread across his face.