"Are you implying I was the one that let Cynthia get away?" Stephen was shocked. "Just do as I say, not question me." Morris got up from the chair, making his way out. "I'll have someone run a detailed background check on Herbert and Albert. There should be something we can use against them."He was already at the door when Stephen quickly called out. "Wait...""What is it?""When are we going to meet and I can see your face?"Morris twirled to face him, his lips raised in a disdainful smile. "You really want to see my face? Meet me tonight at the Velvet Bars in the City Square."With that, he turned around and left. Stephen's heart fluttered in excitement. He was going to see Morris' face tonight! This was what he had dreamed of in a long time! He quickly called his driver and returned to his mansion. Stephen called his right-hand man, Felix. "I want you to dispatch someone to follow Sophia Hanks. I want to have full details of her daily routine, all her movements, her favorite
"Absolutely pleasant news! If we investigate around this lady properly, we should be able to find a weakness of Derek's." Hamilton tapped the table in excitement. "Of course." Morris nodded. "Now that we're a team, we have to work together to bring that rascal down. His being alive and in power would forever remain a threat to us!""You're a Mafia Lord, Morris." Gerald cleared his throat. "You've been at this game even before that boy was born. I'm very confident you should have had more tricks up your sleeves.""You shouldn't focus on having just an Elder under Derek by your side, have you tried convincing the others? What about his most loyal men? I don't think there's anything that can't be bought with money. Loyalty included." Gerald laughed. "I have tried sending spies among his men, but one way or the other, they always end up getting dead." Morris thought back to all the several tricks he had tried using to harm Derek but several backfired or failed flatly. That was when he
A tall, immaculate man stepped out of a luxurious Rolls-Royce, a large black mask on his face."Speak." His commanding voice floated to his subordinate behind him. "The Elders are already waiting in the private reservation, Master," Wallace replied with a bow. "This way." Wallace led him out of the garage into the VVIP lift of the ExQuisite Hotels. They headed towards the Suite booked for the appointment. Morris nodded, walking with a majestic and overbearing aura as Wallace hurried behind, trying to update him. "First, we have Lord Carter, the Mafia Lord of the Eastern Border who is in charge of the small mafias around the East of Orange Park City.""We also have the powerful Martial arts Lord, Hamilton, who is in charge of the Western Border of the City. He's also here to attend the meeting.""And?" Morris probed further. "Gerald Su is also joining the meeting today. He came from the GreeneVille town several miles away and was quite ecstatic to receive the invitation letter."
Derek's gaze hardened. The fact that this man knew his name was strange. He even still had the audacity to insult him? "Your Master must be really powerful, given the fact that you dare to openly defy me?"Thomas also went furious. "You fool, why are you so bent and adamant on protecting the person that sent you? You don't value your life?" "He obviously doesn't." Derek gritted, placing his foot against the man's outstretched hand. "Are you going to tell the truth, or I break each joint in your finger?""No!" the man hissed amidst the pain. "Never will I betray my Master. I would rather die than tell you the truth, Derek. Who do you think you are?""I am someone no one dares to mess with!" Derek increased the force in his feet suddenly, crushing the exposed wrist which earned a strangled yelp from the guard. "Let go of me!" his wrist burst open as blood spurted out. "You were saying?""Bastard!" the man screamed with a red face. "You're nothing but a pathetic bastard! Do you think
The man was startled by the force with which the door flung open. "Who is it?" He staggered back. "Fred?" Derek had rushed in immediately to grab the intruder's collar. "It's me, Derek. I was just trying to adjust Annabelle's bed covers.""Well, I didn't see your face, so I thought it was someone else." Derek frowned at his new outfit. Fred sighed. "I was about to leave, heading towards a high school reunion that's why I got changed.""Ohh. Alright." Derek nodded, relief washing through him. His heart had stopped the moment he stepped in to see an unfamiliar figure earlier. Fred left almost immediatelyAfter confirming that everything was okay with his mother and his sister, Derek left as well. LaVida Hospitals was one of the most secure hospitals in the entire country.Without a secret passcode known by a very few select people- the patient's doctor and a few family members, no one accessed the wards. This was the reason why Fred was able to keep his mother's location a secret
"Order a cab, we're heading to the bar," Derek ordered immediately. "Boss?" Thomas was stunned."Just do as I say." Derek turned away to check his phone. In less than 5 minutes the cab arrived to pick them up from the middle of the highway. They arrived at the bar with Derek quickly ordering a glass of vodka. Settling at a table near the rear, Derek quietly sipped his drink. Thomas wanted to ask him several questions but decided against it. Derek's gaze remained on his phone, monitoring something through a tracking device. The moment he finished the drink, he stood up abruptly. "Come with me."Thomas quickly settled the tab and rushed after him. "All clear. We're heading to the Hotel." Derek approached the cab that drove them there. Thomas was taken aback. "We've cleared out our reservation, boss.""I need to return to check something out."Thomas was silent for half of the drive before he spoke up. "It didn't seem like you really went to a bar to drink, Boss. Why didn't you t
"What's wrong, Thomas?" Fred also asked, a little panic on his face. "Speak," Derek commanded him. "I don't know how grave the issue is, but Benson is arriving soon to relay some information to you."Derek frowned. "And what could that be?""He refused to speak on the phone."Derek thought for a while and stood up. "Alright. I think we'd better get to the Hotel and wait for him."He gave Fred another nod before walking off with Thomas. Derek quickly returned to his mother's ward. The doctors had finally brought Annabelle in and placed them in the same room. His eyes clouded up as he stared at both women's faces. "Take care of yourself, Mother. I'll be back soon."He turned to kiss his sister's cheek. "Get well soon, Annabelle."With that, Derek retrieved his things and hurried out with Thomas. In the parking lot, a Silver Porsche caught his eyes and Derek couldn't help but admire it for a while. Right next to it was a sparkling red Toyota Camry. "The cab is waiting, Boss." Tho
"I'm so sorry, Mother." Derek grabbed her hand tighter. "If it wasn't for that man, you wouldn't be here trapped in this hospital.""He snatched your little daughter from you, then hurt you to the point of unconsciousness. Morris is a monster that deserves nothing less than death!" "But I have good news, Mom." Derek glanced fondly at her face. "I found your daughter, Annabelle.""I was able to discover she was my lost sister right before Morris could make me hurt her." Derek felt a wave of sadness and anger wash over him again. "Oh, mother. It must have been painful to lose your child when she was only young. We all missed her growth phases through childhood, teenage, and adolescence. Every single memory was snatched away!""I recall those times when we were still a happy family. Those times when you used to knit in the garden, telling us evening stories while we waited for Dad to return from work." Derek's eyes became clouded with tears. "Those were such happy times."Then, Morris
"Don't get all excited yet. Morris has yet to meet you all this while because he's still quite distrustful of you." Wallace poured cold water on Stephen's high hopes. Stephen was stunned silent for a while. "He still doesn't trust me?""You were supposed to prove your allegiance by killing Clinton back then, but you slacked off and allowed that rascal to take over the position! Who would trust you after that?""Wasn't it Morris himself that promised to take care of Clinton?" Stephen was shocked. "You don't still get it?" Wallace asked in an angry voice. "Even though he promised to help, the only way you could have proved your allegiance was by killing Clinton yourself. Then taking over the Head Mafia position!""Well, it wasn't my fault in any way. I only obeyed his instructions to the letter." Stephen said with a scoff. "If he had given me explicit orders instead of going through the corners, I would have proved my absolute allegiance!"Wallace only chuckled. "Even with how far we'