He inwardly calms himself from blowing hot and fakes a smile. "It's fine. I believe Juliet will realize so many reasons she should be mine soon. Let her take her time. I'll take my leave now."Actually, Brooks said that just for reply sake but meant none of it. Him Brooks Miller got rejected and they think it is fine? He has never gotten rejected before! At least not so bluntly! He is fuming inside but is just using his head so he will at last get what he wants and once he does will definitely make her regret all her life for rejecting him at first!At this juncture just as Brooks turns to leave a modified, flamboyant, and deluxe Bugatti La Voiture Noire and Pagani Zonda HP Barchetta pull over at the entrance of the Pearson's Mansion followed by two other cars. Just as the drivers of the cars kill the engines two huge body-built men alight from them, walk to the huge door and knock loudly on it."Who is there?" Mrs. Avery who had long sent her guards and maids away so they won't witn

Mrs. Avery giggles as he leaves and rolls her eyes. "I hope he doesn't kill himself anyway." She whispers not out of pity but in mockery.To her, the being above must be smiling at her and her family. From a sad mood to an explicit mood. What more can she ask?She just can't stop giggling! They are ten times richer than they've ever been in just a day!All because of an anonymous tycoon. But who is this dude? Like who is he!She just can't wait to see him and worship him like the god he is!"I wish the car is mine. I've longed to have that car so much." Juliet suddenly whispers lowly and sighs staring enthusiastically at it from the window as if it is food."They are not for two but one." Lucien confidently replies keeping a straight face."Huh?" She curls her brows at him."They gifts– all of them are actually for you. Including the..."He is yet to finish his words when Brianna who somehow heard what he just said blows hot. "What did you just say?" She yells and prowls towards him

Brooks is pacing back and forth in his room with a glass of wine in his hand. His hair is disheveled and his breath is erratic.His mouth is set in a hard line and his eyes are as red as fresh ripe tomatoes.The veins on his neck are throbbing and he is holding the glass of wine so tightly as if he wants to crush it. His jaw is clenched and he looks more like a ghost of himself.His buddy Ryder is staring at him with concern etched on his face. He doesn't know what is wrong with his friend and has tried to get him to talk but he wouldn't and so decides to just sit, watch and wait till his buddy gets back himself."Ah!" Brooks suddenly wails out and throws the glass in his hand against the wall shattering it into several pieces. "How could they! How could they!" He gnashes his teeth and his breathing quickens. "After all I did for them! After every fucking thing that I did for them! I fucking made them and yet they insulted me in such a way!" He ruffles his hair, walks to his little

Brianna has never been won in an argument before but right now she couldn't do anything else but nod. As much as she can say that her family is not much cultured she knows her dad is strict and won't waste a second disowning her if he ever gets to find out about her sexual escapades. And in such a case if he speaks not even her mum will be able to stop him. Dead end for her. She has managed to keep her acts a secret from both the news and her family for a while now and intends to keep it that way. She has known Lucien for a while now and one thing she is sure of is that he never backbites so she didn't feel scared that he knows about it because she knows as long as she doesn't expose him he won't too. And as much as she hates the fact that she has a deal with him she knows it's a fair deal and one she will guide with her life. Noticing the expression on her face and reading meaning into it Lucien exhales and smiles. "You already know that I don't speak much and never backbites Br

Before the blink of an eye, Lucien and Mr. Corbin reach the supposed office of the CEO at the topmost part of the building and Mr. Corbin quickly wipes off the already clean chair for Lucien to sit down. Once Lucien has settled down he rushes to the coffee machine and makes a cup of coffee and hands it to him but Lucien softly declines. "I'm not here for coffee Connor neither am I interested in the meeting anymore. I'm here now for an entirely different thing." Mr. Corbin gulps and in the so cold atmosphere beads of sweat appear all over his face and keeps dropping droplet by droplet. If he is not here for the meeting then why is he here? He wonders but quickly shuts his mind as he recalls the CEO of a company can not be questioned for the reason he is in his company. He smiles a bit and tries to calm himself but Lucien's icy gaze on him isn't helping. Instead of helping him relax it makes him so uneasy that he just doesn't know if to stand and run or if to continue sitting. H