A wave of satisfaction washed over Mitchell as he whistled, envisioning Olivia in his arms tonight.He remembered Olivia's worn school uniform, a constant reminder of her family's struggles.Her mother's materialism had always been a factor, and now, with Mitchell's newfound status among a gang of thugs, he felt invincible. The sight of Olivia rekindled his desires, and he planned to leverage her mother's fear of trouble by threatening their home if Olivia didn't comply.Meanwhile, Olivia returned to her desk, and the office buzzed around Frederick. His colleagues assumed his summons to the director's office meant a promotion and bombarded him with questions. "Frederick, did Ms. Mallin call you in for a promotion?""Are you the next team leader?""Remember us when you get there!"Frederick's significant contributions and Ivy's public reprimand of Marsh led his colleagues to assume he was in line for a promotion. Frederick couldn't reveal that he was tasked with investigatin
"It'd be a problem if we did it in broad daylight and got caught on camera," Lynara said.Wynne agreed. Lynara had a good point. If the street cameras recorded them attacking Frederick, they'd likely be arrested, and there was a chance they might expose Wynne's involvement.They'd be much safer if they waited to find a private place without cameras.Wynne responded with a thumbs-up emoji and said, "I'm impressed with your professionalism."Lynara was pleased, sensing the important client's satisfaction. He captured a video of the van, revealing seven or eight menacing figures clutching baseball bats. "Rest assured, Mr. Chandler, my reputation on the streets is rock-solid."Witnessing the intimidating sight of the armed thugs, Wynne felt a surge of satisfaction. "Excellent, send me a video once it's done, and I'll throw in a bonus."Oblivious to the impending danger, Frederick strolled into a nearby sandwich shop and ordered eight sandwiches, which he proceeded to devour with gu
After lunch, the workday kicked into high gear. Both Frederick and Olivia were still in the initial learning phase, but a stark contrast emerged.Frederick absorbed every piece of information like a sponge, swiftly mastering tasks and completing them with effortless efficiency. On the other hand, Olivia found herself sweating profusely under the pressure.Olivia had been used to being the brightest star in her academic and social circles. But after encountering Frederick, she realized there were hierarchies out there she couldn't compete with.His intellect dwarfed her own. Learning alongside him, Olivia felt a crushing weight of inadequacy, like a top student from an average school suddenly thrown into a classroom of geniuses. The same task that took Frederick just over an hour to finish required Olivia to toil until the end of the day.He had offered his assistance several times, but Olivia steadfastly refused, determined not to rely on him. It wasn't that she was incompetent; th
Olivia's fear was palpable as she desperately tried to escape the intimidating group of thugs.However, the thugs blocked her path. Her voice trembled with fear as she cried out, "Mitchell, what do you want?"Mitchell smirked and replied lecherously, "What do you think? I'm here to have some fun with you!"Olivia's cheeks flushed with humiliation as Mitchell's vile words echoed through the air, prompting the thugs to burst into laughter.In a desperate attempt to regain control, she said, "My house isn't far. If I scream, my family will hear. Leave now."Unimpressed and well aware of her family dynamics, Mitchell retorted calmly, "I recall your mother's dislike for you and her materialistic nature. Refuse to come quietly, and my boys will tear your house apart. Knowing your mother, she might just hand you over."Olivia's face paled with terror, realizing Mitchell's ruthlessness. In a last-ditch effort, she brandished her phone, warning, "Leave, or I'll call the police!"With a s
Mitchell's sneer deepened as he heard Olivia's words. "Leave? Neither of you is going anywhere. You've walked straight into hell, Frederick, and there's no way out. Today, we'll settle the score!"Mitchell's grudge against Frederick had festered ever since William's attack, blaming him for the ordeal. Two months had passed without a chance for revenge, but now, with Frederick within reach, Mitchell wasn't about to let the opportunity slip through his fingers.He instructed his men, "Boys, beat him up! Break his arms and legs!"The thugs rushed forward at his command. Terrified, Olivia hid in Frederick's arms. Frederick took a long drag from his cigarette and said calmly, "You want to take me on? You'll have to get through my men first."A flicker of caution crossed Mitchell's face as he scanned the surroundings. "Did you bring backup?" he inquired, suspicion lacing his voice.Frederick's voice boomed, "Come out, everyone! We're right here! If you've got the guts, let's have a
"Damn, that kid's strong," Mitchell cursed, snatching a stone and lunging to strike Lynara. The brawl intensified, both sides turning anything into a weapon.The scene was brutal. Hidden nearby, Olivia gasped as she was covering her mouth. "Frederick, are these your men?"Frederick shrugged casually. "I have never seen them before."Olivia stared at Frederick in confusion. Why were they fighting for him?Sensing her confusion, Frederick explained, "I just utilized them. We need to go before they realize." Taking Olivia's hand, he pulled her toward her house.Reaching her doorstep, he reassured her, "Don't worry about Mitchell anymore. I'll handle it."Olivia felt a warm blush spread across her cheeks as she was touched by Frederick's actions.Why was he always so considerate? Could he possibly harbor feelings for her? But Frederick was so remarkable, admired by many women in the company… Could he truly be interested in someone like her?…Meanwhile, the battle between Lyn
Sensing Wynne's fear, Lynara quickly added, "Mr. Chandler, look at my men. They're seriously injured and can't protect you. How about you transfer us ten thousand dollars so we can recover in the hospital? Then I'll gather more men to deal with Frederick."Wynne didn't hesitate, immediately transferring the ten thousand dollars. "Fine, get well soon and then find that bastard. I won't feel safe until he's taken care of!"Receiving the money, Lynara couldn't suppress a grin. But he was also determined to avenge his injured men.Hanging up, he addressed his gang. "Let's recover first, then we'll go after that bastard again!"The sight of the money made the thugs excited, each hoping for a few thousand dollars.Just then, a calm voice cut through the air. "No need to bother tracking me down. I'm already here!"Everyone turned to see Frederick with his hands in his pockets and a cigarette dangling from his lips.He walked toward them with a casual, mocking smile.The thugs' eyes bu
"No, we didn't. You brought others to fight us."A faint smile touched Frederick's lips. "So, if you didn't land a hit, why accept the money from him? Does that align with the underworld's code of honor?"Confusion etched itself on Lynara's face. "So... Should I return the money to him?"Frederick shook his head. "Return it to me."Lynara's eyes widened in shock, a cough threatening to bring up blood.Frederick's gaze hardened as he tightened his grip. "Do you disagree?"Pain wracked Lynara's body as he cried out, "I agree, I agree! I'll transfer the money right now!"Upon receiving the transfer and confirming the new balance in his account, a smile bloomed on Frederick's face. This money would be put to good use rather than remaining in the hands of these thugs.As Frederick walked away, Lynara glared at his retreating figure, teeth gritted in a vow of vengeance.…Meanwhile, Mitchell arrived at his new home, a modest three-bedroom apartment replacing his once-grand villa.