Charlie Jr took the phone from the outstretched arm of his assistant, Salvation, and as soon as he looked at the screen his pupils dilated and his face darkened."Who is this boy?" He asked Salvation."Sir, it is rumoured to be the son of Margret Owen and Mr Jones, although it is unclear why he looks like you and your father," Salvation replied.Charles Jr furrowed his eyebrows, deep in thought. "Carry out a DNA test immediately," he commanded. "I would like to know if the child belongs to Mr Jones as is rumoured."Salvation bowed his head and hastily left the office, while Charles Jr grabbed his coat and left as well. He drove to his parent's house, where he had moved out when he began his own company.The servants bowed in greeting when they saw him - "Young Master Charles Jr." - and Charles Jr smiled back before entering the house. Inside he saw his mother Chloe, who appeared surprised to see him."Charlie, dear," she said, standing up and opening her arms for an embrace. After a f
The stranger was Charlie Jr.'s assistant Salvation, he replied "please, is Mr Steve home? go get him out, he is owing me"Caleb retorted haughtily "wrong address."Caleb had just been about to shut the door in his face, when Salvation flung out his arm, blocking his exit. His expression was dark and menacing as he spoke in a deep voice. "I won't leave until you get Mr. Steve out here. Otherwise, I'm not afraid to cause trouble."As the commotion at the door grew louder, Celestine, who had been inside the house, asked, "Caleb, who is that at the door with you?"Salvation swiftly grabbed a strand of Caleb's hair the moment he turned. Caleb's frown deepened, and he was about to snatch his hair back when Salvation stepped back and drove his foot forward.Caleb snorted coldly and attacked, but Salvation promptly blocked his move and the two were soon engaged in close combat. Even though Caleb had been taught martial arts by a martial art Sect. since he was five, Salvation's taller height a
Charlie Sr was startled by the elaborate entrance of his grandmother, he ended the call neglecting the conversation he was having with Declan Robertson. Charlie Sr wandered back to the living area to see his grandmother, Madame Agnes, talking with Charlie Jr. He gave her a reverential bow and murmured a greeting. Madame Agnes met his gaze and smiled, then announced: "Charlie, I have something important to discuss with you two." Charlie Sr's eyebrows knit together in confusion. What could have been so urgent that Madam Agnes had abandoned her home to come over? Madame Agnes beckoned for them to follow her and led them to the exclusives study of Charlie's Sr residence. Once everyone was settled, she began to explain: "Junior, tomorrow, the Robertson family properties will be up for auction. Since you run a small company, you should seize the opportunity and take it over. Should you need any help, don't hesitate to ask your dad." At her words, horror glimmered in Charlie Jr's eyes a
Margret moved quickly, snatching the gun from the thug's hand before he had the chance to react. He attempted a punch, but she easily dodged it and pointed the gun at his face. Startled, the thug quickly raised his hands, a look of fear on his face. Taking advantage of this, Margret gestured for him to lead the way. His eyes locked onto the gun and he marched forward, no longer making any attempt to resist.Reaching the entrance of the building, two other thugs were busy gambling. "Hey, Sam, why the fuck your hands are up in the air?" one of them asked the moment they saw the thug Margret was behind approaching. In response, Margret gave a hard kick to Sam's back, causing him to crash into the gambling table, startling the two thugs. They looked up to see a gun pointed at their faces. Their eyes widened in shock, and they immediately put their hands in the air. "Where is Silver?" Margret asked coldly, to which the thugs responded with confused expressions.Margret checked a location
Madame Agnes got out of bed, her eyes darkened with rage. She glowered at Butler Mark, scorn dripping from her voice "Why didn't the spy I had embedded in the house stop him from executing his plans?"Butler Mark's face whitened in fear. He hastily tried to explain, "Madame Agnes, the spies there aren't skilled in combat. It would have been a one-sided massacre that would have not amounted to much."Madame Agnes's fury increased. She snapped back, "What are you trying to say? Can't you use your brain? It would have held off the attack and reinforced the message, that if anything happened to my grandson, all of you would be killed." Butler Mark was drenched in sweat. He stammered uneasily and replied, "Our spies couldn't settle himself close enough to report on the condition of your grandson. As far as his safety, we know there is no immediate risk."Madame Agnes pursed her lips in annoyance. She pointedly said, "Of course, if he were in any real danger, the consequences for Robertson
Margret hurriedly entered the house, changing into another outfit as quickly as possible. When she emerged from her room, she saw Caleb standing in the doorway."Mom, don't worry, Celestine is alright, he only fainted," Caleb tried to comfort her.Margret was upset and responded, "Caleb, I must go and check on him, if anything happens to your brother it would be my fault."She had not been the best mother, as she was continuously involved in money-making initiatives and travelling. Caleb understood his mother's guilt and embraced her, "Mom, you are an amazing mom, and you made me and Celestine very happy, you gave us everything. You are not a bad mom at all."Margret felt tearful and kissed Caleb's forehead, "I love you, okay?" she said in an emotional voice.Margret headed outside into the courtyard, where she heard gunshots from the City in the distance. She saw Caleb, who was visibly terrified, staring at her."Mom, please, let's visit Celestine tomorrow as it is very dangerous ou
Charlie Sr. didn't hesitate, he followed the nurse; hoping to lay eyes on a boy that looked like him. Likely, this was why his grandmother was in the hospital. Once the ward door was opened, Charlie Sr. stepped inside and noticed that the room was empty. The nurse shivered when she saw his dark expression and nervously grabbed her pinafore.He coldly asked her, “Where is the boy you talked of?” She stumbled on her words, but he had no time for her stuttered response. Putting an abrupt end to the conversation, Charlie Sr. turned around and left the ward, quickly dialling his grandmother's number.Charlie Sr. nervously asked into the phone's mouthpiece, "Grandma, where are you?"The sound of the propellers whirring and the distinct sound of a helicopter engine answered him as Madame Agnes's voice came through the phone's speaker. "I am heading home, is anything the matter?" Charlie Sr. could tell his grandmother was on her way back home. His lips twitched at the corners as he made a
A furious Margret yelled at Brenda, "Do you know what you're doing is against the law? If I sue you, you'll end up in jail!"Brenda laughed coldly in response. "Margret, don't be so stupid. Don't you know I can pay my way out of legal trouble? How about we just kill her and forget about beating her up? It'll be a lot less painful" She grinned wickedly.The four burly men began to close in on Margret upon hearing Brenda's suggestion. Margret planted her feet firmly and prepared to fight back, her vigilant glare intimidating them. One of the men chuckled. "Pretty face, why don't you let us have some fun and record it all? We won't even bother to beat you up if you agree."Brenda's eyes lit up with excitement. She eyed Margret provocatively, Margret chided the burly man, "Are you really worthy of bargaining with me?"Margret fiercely thrust forward her fist, catching the burly man off guard and making him stumble back in painful distress. As he spat out a mouthful of blood, the other bur