The Stone family and their guests were initially taken aback by Liam's answer. However, it soon turned to sneers as they eagerly anticipated the spectacle that was sure to follow.He was a man, a penniless ex-soldier, brazenly making promises. They were all curious to see how he would pull that off. His bold claim had set the stage, but could he deliver?The Walker family's lucrative deals were not low-hanging fruit. In Drunham City, every major family business had their eyes on the prize, yet none had sealed the deal. What chance did a down-and-out nobody from a disgraced family have?If Liam succeeded, it would be a slap in the face to the high and mighty who had failed.Reginald watched Liam's confident response with a sneer. "Remember, you said it yourself! Celena mentioned you've just come back from service. Anyone who returns at your age probably couldn't cut it. So what makes you think you can land a deal that's had all of Drunham's elite families at each other's throats?" h
Celena caught the impatience and hatred in Reginald's eyes. Her heart, already in pieces, shattered further. Tears streamed down her face. Liam stepped in."Celena, no more tears! Don't fret. Believe in me. This is nothing. I'll get that project.""However, you..." Worry and urgency painted Celena's face, leaving her at a loss for words."Nothing? You're delusional! I'm eager to see how a broken and beaten nobody like you will pull this off!" Qemal folded his arms, looking at Liam with venom and mockery.His arm was excruciatingly painful, and his hatred for Liam deepened.He made a vow to himself that one day, he would make Liam pay with his life. If he did not, he would not be Qemal.Wasyl shared the same burning hatred for Liam. Though the Abbott's were no top-tier family in the sprawling Drunham City, they were still a big deal, and people sought their favor! Normally, Wasyl, just like Qemal, basked in the adulation of others. However, after Liam had humiliated him in front o
The man did not answer Reginald. He just shot Liam a look and then rushed out of the hall with his entourage."I'm the one who sent this gift for Celena!"Liam broke through the murmur, causing all eyes to turn to him."You sent this?" Reginald's voice was laced with disbelief.His face quickly soured, and he glared at Liam. "Let's be real! A gift like this comes from someone with deep pockets or a fancy title! We all know who you are. Stop pretending this lavish present is from you."The rest of the Stone family chimed in with their own jeers, "He has the nerve to say he sent this gift!""Ha ha ha, right! Just wait. He'll be red-faced in ten days!""Poor Celena, saddled with such a dud!"Then, a woman in her forties called out to Celena with fake concern, "Listen, Celena! I'm not trying to be harsh, but we introduced you to so many great guys, and you turned them down! Now, you're with this. What were you thinking?"Celena, hearing the mockery and insults, tugged at Liam's ar
She watched Liam's face intently as she spoke, knowing all too well that once upon a time, Liam's love for Clora was the talk of Drunham City.Liam was busy tidying Jovie's windswept hair at the entrance. Celena's question did not seem to faze him, and his gentle smile remained as he looked down at Jovie's face with affection."It's not much of a connection. I just dug up some dirt on the Walkers and handed it over to the police station. They've been itching to clamp down on the Walkers for ages! The raid was just them dealing with years of the family's shady dealings."With that, Liam playfully poked Celena's nose. "Forget about Clora. She's gone, and that's that. The important thing is you and Jovie are safe. Let's head inside, away from this chilly wind. You need to rest and get better."Blushing, Celena followed Liam back into the warmth of the villa.Once he had settled Celena and Jovie in their room, Liam turned to Calum with a new task. "Get Malcolm over here. I need to see
Malcolm lingered with a question on his mind, his hand still dabbing at a sweaty forehead."What's on your mind?" Liam inquired."Commander-in-Chief! In three days, I've arranged a gathering for the Drunham City elite to celebrate our new alliance with the Walker family's legacy and our successful partnerships. I have here a few exclusive invites and would be honored if you and your lady would join us."Liam skimmed over the embossed invitation in his grasp and remarked, "Just set it down here. I'll attend when I find the time.""Understood!"Malcolm laid the invitation on the table, snapped to attention with a salute, and exited Jade Manor.Only after Malcolm had stepped through the grand gates of the manor and settled into his car did the weight on his shoulders begin to fade, his back clammy from sweat. The thought of how many sought an audience with the elusive King Pendragon. Here he was, holding an invite to dine with the man himself, stirred a quiet pride within him.Mean
"Dad, I've got it all figured out, and Wasyl is on board. We're meeting with Mr. Lynch tomorrow. Once I've got that partnership deal in hand, we'll bounce back from our recent setbacks," Cheryl said, her voice bubbling with enthusiasm.With that deal, Celena would not stand a chance of worming her way back into the Stone family. The title of the family's darling daughter was hers alone.Yafe's laughter echoed hers, filling the study. He savored a sip of tea, content with their plan.Sherah sat by the window in a softly lit room, her face etched with concern as she gazed at her son, Qemal, resting on the bed. She leaned forward and said worryingly, "Qemal, are you in a lot of pain?"Qemal let out a continuous moan. He turned to his mother with a plaintive look, pleading, "Mom! My arm's broken, it's excruciating! I can't stand it, and it's all Liam's fault. You have to make him pay!"Sherah's heart ached as if it were breaking into pieces. "Oh, Qemal, my poor boy! I knew that wretch
"And who's to say you're not still hung up on that girl, your own daughter, no less! By the way, did you sort out the meeting with Mr. Lynch for tomorrow? Can Qemal and Cheryl attend?" Sherah inquired.Yafe sighed, his head drooping with resignation. "Dad's made up his mind. Tomorrow, my brother, Sawyer, and I will head out. Cheryl's tagging along with Mr. Abbott, while Qemal will just stay home and rest." "What? Qemal isn't going? No way! He's our only son. He can't miss out on something this big!" Sherah shot up in alarm. She sprang to her feet, jabbing a finger at Yafe. "You've got to care more about your son, Yafe! Qemal's your boy, and your father's always so distant to him. You need to stand up for him!" Yafe felt trapped but kept nodding. "I get it, but it's a big deal, and his call is final. Besides, Qemal's hand is pretty banged up. He's better off resting. There'll be other chances." Sherah backed off, knowing that she had made her point. Yafe was usually a pushover fo
As they were about to head inside, a sleek car rolled up, stopping right next to Celena and Liam. The door swung open, and Cheryl and Wasyl stepped out, their arms laden with ornate, expensive boxes.Not far behind, more cars pulled up. Out came Yafe and Walter, each holding their own set of elegant gift boxes.Cheryl's eyes locked onto Celena, and she said sarcastically, "Well, well, what do we have here? If it isn't my dear sister, so desperate to come back home." She gave them a once-over, her gaze lingering on their empty hands. "Thinking of meeting Mr. Lynch, are you? Are you here with that stench of poverty on you, not even a decent gift to your name? How utterly disgraceful.""I..." Celena's voice faltered. Cheryl's taunts had snuffed out the last ember of her courage, leaving her feeling utterly defeated.She had had nothing, not even a presentable gift. Why would Mr. Lynch ever consider her for the project cooperation unless he had lost his mind?Cheryl stepped closer, lo