"The CEO refuses to see you," the receptionist said. Elijah remained quiet for sometime as he regarded the receptionist. "Could you explain to me why he refuses to see us?" Elijah asked. The girl frowned. "What is it that you don't understand? I'm sure I speak good English. If Mr Will Gregory refuses to see you, then it's his business, not mine."Elijah glanced at Olivia. She had a frightened expression written on her face. Knowing Elijah so well, Olivia knew if things escalated, Gregory & Sons would be destroyed. She slammed her hands on the counter and leaned over. "Don't be such a fool. You have no idea who you're dealing with. If you love your job, I'd advise you call your boss right now and let us speak to him."The receptionist refused abruptly. "I can't do that. The CEO is busy. I can reschedule your appointment some other time.""Zenith," Elijah commanded. "Call me the direct line to Will Gregory's phone."The receptionist gaped at Elijah as Zenith connected his call to W
"What did you just call me?!" Elijah growled. Will Gregory paused. He could sense Elijah's displeasure but there was nothing he could do about it. "I only need to be sure I'm dealing with legitimate people," Will Gregory said. "Why don't I call my grandfather and you two can talk—"Elijah stopped him with a wave of his hand. "There's no need for that. I'm taking my leave."Olivia looked at Elijah sharply with surprise written on her face. "What are you doing?" She whispered under her breath. Elijah stood up instead, facing Will Gregory directly. "Your grandfather was a good man. If it weren't for me, Gregory & Sons wouldn't be where it is today. I won't stand to be disrespected because of your doubts.""That's bullshit," Mr Gate hissed, folding his arms. "You're avoiding a direct call with Mr Gregory became you know you're a fraud. I'll bet Mr Gregory doesn't know who you are?"Elijah could see the Gates couples were turning the tables around to make it seem like Elijah and Olivia
The Gregory household were summoned for a meeting in the hospital where Mr Gregory was hospitalised. Will Gregory stood amidst his family members, his head hanging low. Mr Gregory was on life support. He looked so pitiful. When he opened his eyes and saw Will, Mr Gregory scowled weakly. "Will, what have you done to your family? How could you let this happen?"Will Gregory swallowed. "Grandfather, I... I thought I was doing the right thing. I didn't know—""Didn't know?!" Mr Gregory snapped with the last strength left in him. "Or you were just desperate. Your actions has cost us our legacy. Everything I've built in my prime you pulled it down to the ground."Will gritted his teeth. He hates himself for destroying his grandfather's legacy. "I'm sorry, grandfather.""Sorry?" Mr Gregory grinded his teeth. "To hell with your apology. I don't need your stupid apology. I want you to fix up this mess! You were reckless, Will. You gambled everything I've worked for years to build. Your sorr
Mr Gate was sweating. Despite his best efforts, he found himself losing hand after hand against Elijah. He had never met anyone so skillful and formidable as Elijah. The mounting losses fueled his anger, nearly driving him insane. "Damn it! How is this happening?" He scowled at Elijah. "You must be cheating. I know it."Elijah grinned. "How could I? I just arrived here. If I don't know any better, I'd say luck isn't on your side tonight, Mr Gate."Mr Gates slammed his hand on the table in frustration. "Darling, don't lose your nerve," Mrs Gates encouraged her husband. "He's trying to get you worked up. You can win this."Elijah wrinkled his nose. "Perhaps you should have stuck to your usual scams. Your husband suck so bad at poker."The jab hit a spot in Mr Gates. His pride was wounded by Elijah's words. "Smug as hell, aren't you?" Mr Gates chuckled evilly. "I'll make you eat those words."Fueled by his rage, Mr Gates played his hand with a renewed resolve.The game dragged on f
Will Gregory couldn't believe his ears when Elijah delivered the news of the Gates couples loss. "You can't be serious," Will Gregory said in a tiny voice. "The Gates couples staked their entire asset for a poker game? Were they drunk?"Elijah laughed. "Probably, but that isn't important. What matters is you've got your money back. I spoke with my lawyer. All the legal paper works would be handled. The Gates couples assets would all be converted to your name."Will Gregory was speechless. He could only gape at Elijah like a still statue. "Tell me the truth, Mr Crosby," Will Gregory said finally. "Who really are you?"Elijah stroked his beard. "I am Mr Crosby. What else is there to know?""No, no, I am familiar with this game. My grandfather do tell us how Arthur Smith destroys individuals who disrespect him. These people have no idea they were dealing with Arthur Smith until it was too late."Elijah listened attentively without saying a word. Will Gregory swallowed, his eyes shakin
The border between the Northern country and the Southern country was separated by a canal. A fleet of Northern battle ships sliced through the tranquil waters of the canal towards the Southern borders. At the helm of the fleet stood the new appointed supreme leader of the North, Lord Azar II. He was a ruthless war general who had ascended to power through a military coup that ousted the former Lord Azar. Lord Azar II, deemed the former Supreme leader to be weak, old and cowardly. It was easier for him to seize control through his carefully orchestrated coup. Lord Azar II had always set his eyes on the southern country. The south were more prosperous, more advanced in technology and more peaceful than the North. It was Lord Azar II dream to conquer the south and expand the borders of the Northern country, establishing his dominion over the prosperous Southern lands. Lord Azar II was warned by his predecessor to not attack the Southern country but Lord Azar II was stubborn. Tha
Lord Azar II scrambled for shelter along with his generals as the hailstones relentlessly assaulted them. The hailstones battered the ground, shattering the Northern army's tanks and armoured vehicles. Men screamed in agony as their bodies were bruised and battered mercilessly by the hailstones. "Shit, what the hell is happening?" Lord Azar II cursed under his breath. "I haven't witnessed a hailstorm this terrifying since I was born.""That's the supreme Lord's doing," one of his generals shouted. "We warned you, Lord Azar II. Arthur Smith is a dangerous man. He's got the powers of the supreme sword. He could do anything. You should have listened to our warning."Lord Azar II gritted his teeth. His carefully laid plans which he had plotted for years were crumbling before his eyes in seconds. Standing at the forefront of the battlefield, Elijah watched as the men ran to the war ships for shelter. "I'm not done yet," Elijah sent forth a powerful gust of wind that swept across the
Elijah was sweating — like a pig.The dark shadow that hovered over him filled him with dread. "I asked one last time, you piece of shit," Wyatt grabbed a fistful of Elijah's hair and yanked it backwards. "Why is there a spec of dust on my boots?"Elijah swallowed. There wasn't a spec of dust on Wyatt's boots. He had given his all, polishing Wyatt's boots for hours until his hands were blackened and hurt. "B-but I don't see any dust, master Wyatt," Elijah said. "I ensured it's polished to your satisfaction.""Are you calling me blind?" Wyatt smacked his fist in Elijah's face, sending him crashing against the wall. Elijah felt a dislocation in his left jaw where Wyatt fist connected. He spat out blood and was horrified to find one of his tooth on the floor. That was Master Wyatt for you. He had the physic of a gorilla and a punch that weight a ton. Being an ex-commandant, Wyatt was the most feared man when he served in the military. Wyatt marched towards Elijah and stood before