Blake’s clone finished his performance and would have Joselin find a place for his business here in the city. Gary looked in aw and Xuanlu with an indifferent look as Blake approached the two, watching him lay out the Formations. With a smile, Blake acknowledged Gary with a pat on his shoulder that felt like a ton was released, showing Blake’s strength.“I_I underestimated you, and for that, I apologize,” Gary said with a serious tone since he first met with Blake and Xuanlu during his challenge.“Think nothing of it. You didn’t offend me in the least, and a friend of Xuanlu is a brother to me.” Blake said.“If you will excuse me, I will be taking my leave then; Xuanlu is in good hands.” Gary bowed to the two and turned, and made his departure.Blake looked at the strong back of this man and had an excellent impression of him. He was not conceded nor overbearing.“I like him,” Blake said, looking at Xuanlu.“Yes, he’s a good man. Very few nowadays.” Xuanlu said, remembering their chil
“I’ll go and fetch the water,” Chen said and left with a wooden pail heading to the well in despair.When he was returning, he witnessed a great scene. There was another woman with black hair flowing like a waterfall with a slim figure and ample bosom. One would describe her as beautiful for her fair complexion, an older version of the Young Mistress, and she was pointing at Su Yuhan in a very dominant motion. This was Su Yuhan’s Mother, Mistress Su Yahun; seeing her, Chen felt a bit relieved that he would not be blamed for the Young Mistress getting dirty again.“And you, Chen, don’t you know your place? Why were you going to allow Yuneer to help you in your duties?”Chen could only lower his head. He was stuck in a rock and a hard place when facing Su Yahun and Su Yuhan. What was he supposed to do? If he didn’t let her help, he would be dismissed. If he let her help he would be dismissed. Chen could only stand there with his head lowered, holding onto the bucket of water. All he wan
“What do you mean, Sir?” Mistress Su Yahun asked, not familiar with this man besides Xuanlu.“Blake, that rude small boy belongs to the Su family?” Xuanlu asked.Seeing Blake nod, Mistress Su Yahun had a premonition that Chen had caused a disturbance today with the Chai Mistress. Young Mistress Su Yuhan only frowned, thinking of the young boy causing problems. It was not in his nature.“Please, let’s enter and get to know one another. Standing in the entrance is rude for our guests.” Blake said and motioned for them all to enter the residence. The two ladies were led to the guest parlor where Xuanlu sat at the head and Blake beside her. The two ladies sat to the side, and tea was served to them.“If my servant was uncordial towards you, please don’t take offense. I will discipline him when I return.” Su Yahun said, taking the cup of tea offered.“No offense, he was only in haste to retrieve the black horse is all. It’s in the past.” Blake said, waving his hand as if to forget it befo
Huang was surprised by the turn of events. If it had been anyone else, they would have taken the opportunity and accepted Blake’s request and became his disciple in a heartbeat’s time.“Why?” Huang asked.Blake was silent to hear Ye Chen’s answer.“You mentioned the Chai family. Are you not a part of the Chai family to have mentioned them? You were with the young Mistress of the Chai family, were you not?” Ye Chen asked, not giving an answer.“Strictly speaking, I am not,” Blake replied, showing no expression. “I was accompanying Cahi Xuanlu today, for she is to be my wife, but I’m not a part of the Chai family, as you said.”“It’s all the same. When you marry her, you will become the Patriarch of the family and rule the family in her sted. If it wasn’t for the Chai family my Mother would not be in the place she is in now.” Ye Chen said, not showing a bit of expression.“I see, so it was the Chai family that caused you and your Mother harm,” Blake said, looking at the youth’s bravery
It was in the early evening, but it seemed later than it should have. The stormy weather gave an eerie vibe that loomed overhead. A lone wanderer is seen quickly walking towards a sizeable two-story estate door as the lightning flashes illuminating the person trying to avoid the rain. Being his last delivery for the day, he’s been ready for his shift to end so he can take a hot shower to take away the weather’s chill. The small awning above the door gave little relief from the drenching rain from the storm. It finally opened from knocking on the door for a minute and sounding the doorbell multiple times. A rather displeased man is standing there and questions him. “This is the Weston estate. State your business.” He bellowed, looking at the gentleman in front of him being rained upon. “I’m here to deliver this envelope. It’s assigned to Mr. George Weston and must be hand-delivered and signed for.” The delivery man said quickly, holding a large brown envelope while getting drenched
To everyone at the table, this came as a complete surprise. Everyone knew that with the help of the Andersons, the family would soar to the top known families in Swanville, California. Steve was the young master of the Anderson family; he was to be the next CEO of their real estate company and heir to Anderson’s fortune. Who wouldn’t want him to be their grandson-in-law? Everyone was whispering to one another, unable to believe what the head of the family had said. “Grandfather, why? He’s competent; he can bring many benefits to the family if this union can be….” Said Claire, almost in tears. She worked hard to pursue this family union, bringing her more benefits into the family’s good graces and using this opportunity to get ahead in the company. A young man sitting opposite Claire smiled. He was jealous of Claire’s influence on the family; she and her sister were always his grandfather’s favorite. He was Henry Weston, Claire’s first cousin, and she and he were always rivals. “Si
“You still want benefits?” Asked George Weston, getting aggravated over the whole ordeal; what was the matter with today’s youth? I would have jumped at the chance to marry into a wealthy family. “I’m selling my freedom of three years in an arranged marriage that we both don’t want; of course, there has to be an incentive.” “How about this, If you two don’t continue the marriage after the allotted time, you can walk away with a million dollars.” Said George Weston. “A million is too low, three million, and it’s a done deal.” Blake is reputed, and how could there be such a low number for the time he had to stay with this woman? “Agreed. What do you say on your end, my dear?” Asked George Weston, looking upon Claire with hope. “Okay, but during this time, he cannot touch me. I will continue to be pure for my future husband. If he defiles me, this contract will be breached, and he will have to pay me fifteen million dollars back as compensation.” Replied Claire looking at Blake with
Blake closed the door and sat on a wooden chair in front of the desk. It was a fairly spacious office with an oak desk, leather seat, a couch on the side, and filing cabinets. A window with shades was behind Mr. Wilson as he sat, giving a vibe from an old movie. “Blake, what happened during your last delivery?” Asked Mr. Wilson, sternly looking at Blake. “I don’t know what you mean?” Asked Blake with a blank expression. “I just got off the phone with a Mr. Weston stating that you will be reporting back to his home tomorrow morning and that you will not be able to work that day. Who did you offend? Do you know who that person is?” asked Mr. Wilson getting angry. “It’s the goddam Weston Family; they are one of the most influential families in the city.” “Sorry, Mr. Wilson, but I was going to explain to you as soon as I got back that I was not going to make it into work tomorrow, but I guess grandfather beat me to it.” Said Blake without showing any concern. “Grandfather, who’s your