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“Let’s think of it this way. Remember how I was in the beginning as a delivery guy?”“Yes.”“The Carlson family is me, and the Elon family is the Elon family back then,” Blake explained.Wide-eyed, Julie looked at Blake. Then a loving smile was seen on her face.”“You know, Blake, if you would ever be interested in an experienced woman.” Julie began seductively.“Mother!” Both daughters exclaimed.“Just joking, goodness, just look at you two, and wasn’t it Tabitha’s idea in the first place?”“Again, let’s discuss this at a later date,” Blake said, feeling a cold sweat forming on his brow.‘How did it become like this?’ Blake thought to himself.The limo came to a screeching halt, and everyone was jolted into place.“Sorry, sir, but a van blocks the road up ahead,” Helen said apologetically.“It’s fine. You all stay in the car.” Blake said with a smile to calm them down.Blake left the car alone and observed the van in front of them. There was screeching, and another came behind them,
“No, that would displease my angels here. Leave this to me.” Blake answered him. “Get back into the car while I clear this up.”The sisters nodded and reentered the limo, and closed the door.“Lord, please, my services are at your command, and my organization can be at your beck and call. We are the most sought-after organization in the mercenary field.” The bald man said, still looking at the ground.“Okay, get up. I can’t stand you talking to the ground and not at me,” Blake said, irritated.With his head still lowered, the bald man slowly got up and placed his hands before him like a child being scolded.“Okay, can you get the bounty removed?” Blake asked. He needed it removed, or there would be troubles.The bald man furrowed his brow in contemplation and then finally nodded.“Okay, what is the name of your mercenary organization?” Blake finally asked.“We are the Mid-Easter Mercenary Organization.” The bald man proudly said.“Are you affiliated with the Mid-Eastern Alliance?” Bla
They were guided to a table not too far from the entrance to the gazebo, where Sylvia had her encounter with Steve Anderson. When they were in the eyesight of Lucas and Olivia, their eyes became wide.‘Why isn’t he dead yet?’ Lucas asked himself.“Honey, I thought you had taken care of him?” Olivia asked, whispering through clenched teeth as she placed a fake smile on the group.“I don’t know. They promised results by the end of today, maybe later?” Lucas whispered back.“Welcome, Julie, Claire, and Tabitha,” Lucas said, waving them to have a seat. “Please sit, oh I’m so sorry I didn’t know that you were also arriving. We don’t have enough chairs or room. Why don’t you and your guests have another table?” Lucas said and turned to the maître d’.“I’m sorry, sir, but we are already booked. There are no other tables available for the duration of the night.” The maître d’ said with an apologetic look.Blake looked around, and there were several empty tables around. He smiled and casually
“The CEO of Elon Trust? Is he coming here?” William asked, looking pleased. They had wanted to get to know the CEO of Elon Trust for a merger deal that would bring the Carlton family into the social, economic masses.“Yes. Miss. Susan Writtle, here is his assistant waiting on the meal.” Blake said, looking at William to answer his question.“Miss. Writtle, it’s a pleasure to meet you. Benjamin Carlson.” Benjamin reintroduced himself again.“Yes, I know. You introduced yourself earlier. Do you normally repeat yourself?” Susan asked with disdain in her voice.“No, no, I do not.”“Uhum,” Susan said, then looked at Blake. “Sir, did he not just do it again?”“Why, Miss. Writtle, I do recollect that he did, and it’s a nasty habit when doing business. Furthermore, standing at someone’s table is very rude.” Blake said with a smile towards Susan.Seeing that they were being played, Benjamin became upset and was fuming as Claire and Tabitha tried to stop their giggling over the events.“For you
“Uhm, excuse me, but the CEO will arrive shortly.” Susan interrupted the two brothers.This person is the CEO of Elon Trust, so low-key that no one knows his true identity. Everyone was excited about meeting him for the first time, and even Julie was a little anxious about meeting him.There was a commotion when a man in a white suit entered the building holding some documents. Mr. Sam Wheaton arrived and waited at the door to welcome the CEO of Elon Trust. A handsome man walked in with his hair flowing as a breeze passed, but there was no wind in the building; his aura was that of a warrior and showed dominance over everyone. The onlookers were shocked by the scene before them. This was the same man that was shot and dragged away. He made his way to the shocked and confused Lucas’s party.“Sorry, I’m late. I had the damndest thing happen. Someone tried to shoot my mother-in-law. But rest assured, the culprit didn’t get too far. Now where the hell is our waiter?” Blake looked around w
“Well, a new order of business has to take place,” Blake said as he headed towards the scared maître d’.“You, get all staff out here right now. We are having a meeting.” Blake told the man.“By what authority?” The man asked.“By the authority, I now own this establishment,” Blake said, showing him the papers.Wide-eyed, the man read the papers stating that Elon Trust owned the Shangri-la Restaurant. The two brothers looked at one another and placed their heads lower.“Yes, sir. Right away, sir.” The man almost tripped on his own feet, trying to get everyone out to have a staff meeting.Blake looked around, and there were still a few diners enjoying their meal, and Blake was dissatisfied.“All of you, leave the facility now. Don’t worry about your bill; it’s on the house.” Blake said, telling the rest of the dinners to leave.The diners left one after the other until one stopped in front of Blake with an apologetic look.“Sir, please excuse our lack of help; we are defenseless to the
Blake looked at Julie, surprised at her demeanor changing rapidly, first hostile and then loving, making Blake shake his head in amazement.“Okay, you two.”“Please, we meant no harm. Please be magnanimous and be the bigger person.” Benjamin said, looking at Blake with a pleading look.“Be magnanimous. Be the bigger person? Meant no harm? Who authorized the assassination of Julie Weston?” Blake asked, taking a sip of his wine.Both the brothers looked at one another. They had planned it with Lucas. If the daughters were too stubborn, they would show their strength by getting rid of their mother, giving the girls a sense of helplessness and conquering them in the process. But who in their right mind would confess to such an act when it had failed?“Sir, It was all Lucas’s idea, and William and I had no part in it,” Benjamin stated, hoping not to be found out.Blake frowned at the two men as if he could see through them.“From your own mouth, you were trying to bestow the wisdom to your
“It’s a standard issue when you’re in my position,” Blake said, still sitting with Susan, Helen, and Mr. Wheaton.“Blake, why don’t we place our tables together?” Claire said, noticing that Blake didn’t come to their table after everyone had left.“Sure, let’s do that,” Blake said and had the waiters move the tables around for them. After everyone was settled, Blake was sitting between Susan and Claire.Everyone greeted everyone, and small talk commenced, but every so often, glances toward Blake by the women around him would be noticed by Claire.“Blake, why did you let the Carlson family off with a warning? With the power of the family, it would be easy for you to have destroyed them as well.” Mr. Wheaton asked over his meal.“It’s better to have allies that enemies. I could indeed have destroyed their family, and then there would have been a void that needed to be filled. The family is now in a precarious position with what the men did tonight, and I can use that to my advantage.” B