Josh hoped that by giving this explanation to Amelia, he could finally put her questions to rest. He hoped that the more he revealed, the more convinced she would be that there was nothing more to uncover. If Amelia accepted his claim of being a Ramirez at face value, she might finally stop pressing for more details, believing that he was a Ramirez and there was nothing more to learn about him. Amelia studied Josh closely, her gaze intent and thoughtful. As he finished speaking, her expression gradually shifted from curiosity to acceptance. She seemed to examine his words carefully, searching for any hint of deceit but she found none. With a nod, she signaled her acceptance of his explanation, indicating that she was satisfied with his answer and would no longer pursue the matter further.She had to be satisfied with the answer, as his claim of being Emiliano Ramirez’s grandson made sense to her and explained the source of his apparent wealth. “Alright.” She said as she glanced at hi
Josh walked over to the bar, which was in the middle of the venue. The bar was well kept and stoked, with an array of premium spirits and elegant glassware. The atmosphere around the bar was relaxed, with a few guests enjoying their drinks and engaging in quiet conversations.Getting to the bar, Josh took a seat on a plush bar stool and signaled to the bartender. The bartender, a well-dressed man with a well kept mustache and professional demeanor, approached with a friendly smile. “What can I get for you, sir?”Josh, unsure of what to order due to his limited experience with high end drinks, replied, “Uhm… Surprise me.”The bartender nodded in understanding. “Certainly,” he said. The waiter started crafting the cocktail for him as he waited.At that same time, as Josh was seated down, waiting for his drink to be made, he noticed a figure approaching where he was seated. It was a woman, dressed in a striking red gown. She took a seat on the bar stool next to him. The woman looked ele
Although Josh appeared to be completely unfazed by the men, in truth he was intimidated by them, noticing that they were all staring at him weirdly, and they probably had bad intentions too. To make matters worse one of them moved towards the door and closed it.Josh's eyes darted between the four men, scanning them. “What's going on?” Josh asked, confused as to what was happening? What did these men want from him? He didn't understand. He didn't remember upsetting any of these four guys as he had never run into them before. And they were probably goons sent by someone, however, he didn't remember upsetting anyone before. “Can… I help you?” He asked, as he noticed that one of them was taking a step towards him, looking at him menacingly.Without a word, the men surrounded Josh, giving him no room to escape. One of them, the burly one with the scar, abruptly grabbed Josh by the collar and shoved him against the cold tiled wall. Josh’s heart raced, and he tried to push back, but the ma
Chris Walton had no idea that he was dealing with the grandson of Giovanni De La Cruz. Had he known, he would have thought twice before crossing him. But Walton, blinded by his own arrogance and by his considerable power and influence. He was unaware of the seriousness of his misstep. His belief in his own untouchability led him to underestimate Josh, disrespecting him in ways he wouldn’t have dared if he had been aware of Josh’s formidable lineage. Walton’s arrogance came from his perception that he had ascended to a level of power where few could challenge him, and this delusion of invulnerability fueled his disrespect.“Consider this a reminder of what happens when you cross me,” Walton continued, his words dripping with icy malice. He let the threat hang in the air, his gaze fixed on Josh with cruel satisfaction. “Now, let’s see if this experience teaches you the lesson you clearly need. It’s time for you to learn your place.” With that he walked out of the restroom, signaling for
Amelia frowned, her face flushed with a mix of offense and hurt, she couldn't believe Josh would think so low of her. Why would he think she would ever do something like that? “Of course not!” she snapped. “I would never compromise my dignity like that. Just because we're in a tight spot doesn’t mean I’ll betray my principles.” She replied, making it clear, however the stress of their situation was still evident. Amelia sighed to calm herself down. And then she continued. “Walton, that bastard proposed that he’d only invest if I entered into a personal relationship with him. He’s using our desperate situation to manipulate us into a deal we can’t afford to refuse.”Josh's eyes narrowed, a mix of anger and concern crossing his face. “That’s a terrible situation. I’m sorry you’re going through this… anyway I can help?” He asked. “Yeah, I hope you don't mind.” Amelia replied, feeling embarrassed for having to ask help from him, although they were friends or close to being friends, she d
Josh was slightly taken aback realizing that the famous actress was trying to start up up a conversation with him. He really didn't expect her to speak to him or even notice him at all. Not that he considered himself ugly or anything, it was just that he was used to being looked down on for being poor. And he wasn't poor anymore, however he didn't expect people to all of a sudden treat him differently.Josh usually was ignored and looked down upon, because people would assume he wasn’t worth their time. However, dressed in a $20,000 suit and looking far more refined than he used to, it made sense that he might catch someone’s eye now. Josh managed a polite smile as he replied, “Sure, go ahead.”He couldn't believe how nice she was actually was. Josh had always assumed that, as an actress, Bianca held herself in higher regard than others and wouldn't waste her time on people she deemed less significant. The fact that she was engaging with him now was surprising, given her high profile
Josh gritted his teeth, frustration evident in his clenched jaw. The secrecy and cryptic nature of the call were infuriating. Whoever this was, they were clearly toying with him, enjoying the power of their hidden identity. The deliberate vagueness and the unsettling calm in the caller's voice only fueled Josh's annoyance. He was determined to find out who was behind this.Before Josh could respond, the call with the mysterious person ended abruptly, leaving him even more exasperated and more annoyed. He glared at his phone, groaning as he felt the frustration bubble up inside him. Clearly the person behind the call was doing all of this on purpose, and it was annoying. Josh couldn't understand why couldn't they just tell him or just let him know the truth they claimed they had. What really happened to his mom, he needed to know? But perhaps his mom really died in a car crash as he was told and there was nothing suspicious about it, and this mysterious person who was clearly enjoyin
As he reentered the venue, Josh decided to not think much about the mysterious caller, or about Chris Walton. He found himself trying to focus on the present. The pulsating pain was a constant, but so was his desire for revenge. He was determined to make Chris Walton regret ever crossing him, but he needed to keep his composure and look for the right opportunity. For now, he would have to navigate through the night with a balance of patience and resolve.Returning to the bar, Josh felt a mix of relief and anticipation. The evening had taken an unexpected turn with the phone call and another clue sent to him by the mysterious person in the envelope, but he didn't want to think about that for now. He was eager to return to the pleasant company of Bianca. he felt a genuine connection with her, something he hadn't expected.The brief but enjoyable conversation they’d had before the interruption had been a welcome distraction, and he found himself looking forward to continuing their chat.