Heidi remained inside the car, her wide eyes fixed on the men. Luckily, the glass was tinted. They shouldn't be able to see her. “Open the door!” A hard voice came from outside, and one of them pounded the car's door hard. “Open it now! I have a gun, and I won't hesitate to use it.” Heidi didn't know whether the car was bulletproof or not. She reached forward with trembling hands and unlocked the doors. But that was her biggest mistake. Instantly, three men jumped inside the car. Two of them held her down and the other one fiddled with her clothes. “Ah! Let me go!” Heidi screamed and flailed her limbs, kicking the masked men. “What the hell do you want? Let go of me! There's no money on me!” She was powerless against the huge men. They didn't only ransack her clothes, they also checked every compartment in the car. “Ah! Help! Robbers!” Heidi kept screaming for help, while the men ignored her. Just when she thought they were about to do worse, the men communicated with th

All heads turned, and there were gasps from the paparazzi as well as some other guests who had just arrived. A lady alighted from a Limo, guided by a chauffeur. Her dark wavy hair rested on one shoulder, the diamond earring reflecting the light. The light makeup, complimenting her cherry-kissed lips, drew eyes to her perfectly proportioned features. The red sparkly dress was a few inches above her knees, highlighting her curves and her fair supple skin. With her chin lifted, her eyes accessed the crowd lazily, and a chilling gaze shot towards the couple. Lucas's throat went dry and his hold loosened on Tracy. On the man's face was a shocked look which he didn't hide. “Ouch! My eyes!” Zach came running over, almost tripping. He stopped in front of Heidi, drawing her into his arms. “Now I know my taste is too great, almost scary. You just blew me off my feet, Goddess.” Luca's eyes dimmed, a chilling air traveling all the way from the Atlantics and engulfing the whole Villa.

No one knew what happened next. The water splashed and Tracy screamed. “Ah! Help, Lucas.” Even Heidi was dumbfounded, until she felt a shove. At that moment, another splash echoed. Literally, Lucas almost stopped breathing when Heidi pushed Tracy inside the swimming pool. While diving in to save her, he'd pushed Heidi out of the way, not noticing that she had also fallen inside. “Damnit!” Zach's pupils popped out. He also dived in to retrieve Heidi, tearing off his jacket. In no time, Lucas emerged from the pool, holding the fragile Tracy in his arms. “Tracy!” He patted her cheeks, his heart thumping with fear. Tracy kept her eyes shut tightly, not responding to his calls. Her unconscious state heightened his fears and he darted for his car, fiddling with his phone to make a phone call. “Heidi, stop playing pranks on me. Wake up!” When Zach pulled Heidi out, she wasn't only unresponsive to his calls, her skin was deadly pale. “Damn that scumbag! Lucas Harrison, you

… At GK Group. Lucas was standing by the floor-to-ceiling window, his rigid features cascaded with an icy frost, remnants of the rage from last night lingering. “M-Mr. Harrison.” Amanda walked inside. “The paparazzi are outside the company. The Shareholders demand an emergency meeting… regarding your proclaiming the AG Group as an enemy.” It had become the topic of discussion in every news channel in Phoenix City. Last night, at Zach Olsen's birthday party, not only were the paparazzi present, but they also captured everything. Lucas turned around, his murderous look scaring the shit out of the secretary. “I- I'll take my leave, I'll inform them that you're not available-” “Wait.” Amanda was about to flee and Lucas stopped her. “The day before yesterday, at NightBay Street, 10:00 p.m. Investigate what happened.” “O-Okay.” Amanda nodded rapidly and left, even though there were so many questions in her eyes. Lucas left the office. He arrived at the conference room

“You can't fire us! StriveStyle Co. can't do without us.” “The number of employees is rapidly declining. At this moment, you won't dare fire any employee.” “Even though you're the CEO, didn't you claim that you want to revive this brand?” “Believe me, StriveStyle Co. doesn't need employees like you.” Heidi walked inside the elevator, leaving the three ladies dumbfounded. “Young Miss, you must have had a long day, didn't you?” John said from the driver's seat, noticing the exhaustion in her eyes. “Not really. I'm striving well.” “Just tell me if you're tired, Young Miss-” “So you can report it to Grandpa, right?” “Haha-Hehe.” John scratched his head. “Do you believe I'm a spy, come on. The Old Master is only looking out for you. Let me tell you, Young Miss…” As John chattered on, while driving her home, Heidi's phone constantly beeped in her bag. She brought it out and saw Grandpa Winston's name flashing on the screen. “Heidi, you silly girl. When are you planning to vis