It was now Franklin’s turn to be surprised. “No way, Victor. You know him? He wears nothing but cheap garbage and he’s not good for anything besides a couple of pathetic little martial art tricks. Are you sure you have the right person?”Victor furrowed his brows as he tried to recall where he had heard the name from, but even after a while, nothing rang a bell. Shaking his head, he offered, “I forgot. I heard it from somewhere, that’s all I know.”“That’s more like it. How could someone as insignificant as him catch your attention?” Franklin chuckled.Victor’s interest was piqued when he noted Franklin’s offended state. “Is this Larson character that bad, Franklin? I’ve never seen you this riled up over a youngster.”“Humph!” Franklin felt his hackles rising again the more they talked about the man in question. He put on a show of rolling up his sleeves and getting into a fighting stance to extinguish the rage that was simmering within him. “He’s not just bad—he’s disrespectful, l
Seeing that Alexandra had no plans of stopping, Zayn cut her off. “Alright, we’re here. It’s time to go back to your hotel room.”The thought of parting ways did not sit well with Alexandra at all. She protested stubbornly, “What about you? You’re newly divorced. Where are you going to stay?”“I have plenty of options—I’m spoiled for choice.” Zayn smiled as he hailed a cab to leave.As Alexandra watched him go, she clenched her fists and scrunched up her nose as a demonstration of her determination, “Fine, don’t tell me. I’ll figure out your story one day.”Night 1998 was a niche bar. There were no more than ten people when Zayn entered and it felt exceptionally cheerless. There was not a single sexy dancer on stage, only a sentimental middle-aged man singing a sorrowful tune.The bar was a long-term loss. Anyone could see that it was doomed to go out of business. In spite of that, the bar was still operating after seven to eight years. It lost up to hundreds of thousands of dolla
After he had fallen asleep, the patrons of the bar had gotten up one by one to bow in front of Zayn, who was still sprawled across the couch in a deep sleep. Then, they sprang into action. One went to close the door, one put a blanket over Zayn, and one made a phone call, “Hello, Boss. I’m pleased to inform you that the Lord is back.”The bar was closed in less than ten minutes. The gleaming neon lights were dimmed and the middle-aged man who had been singing got off the stage. He was careful as he moved around as he was scared of waking Zayn up, even if it was seemingly impossible. Anyone who drank a Sapphire Phantom would be out cold for a while—they would not wake up even if you set up an entire display of fireworks next to them. All of them held the notion in their head, but they still ensured that they were gentle and deliberate as they moved along. It was a token of their for Zayn.Approximately half an hour later, a tall woman wearing a trench coat entered the bar. She had an
The pleasant imagery was shattered as if it were a mirror, before crumbling into fine dust. He watched as his grandfather fell to a coma, and how everyone suspected him as the miscreant behind it. No matter how much he tried to explain himself; no matter how much he struggled or begged, no one believed him. He kneeled before everyone, beaten up and bruised as they cursed at him as if he were an orphan. He was ultimately disowned by the Larson family, homeless and unwanted.He married into the Carter family to avoid Larsons’ ruthlessness. He became a married man who hid himself from the world as he prepared for a greater comeback.He thought of leaving Waltz City but Zidane would not agree to it. Zidane was aware of his capabilities. He would only be at peace if the Larsons continued to keep an eye on Zayn.It was fortunate that his grandfather regained his consciousness before his demise. He cleared Zayn’s name of its shame and even left all of his assets to Zayn.The scene transit
Zayn pulled up the roller shutter before leaving the bar. Warm sunlight cheerfully welcomed his arrival back into sentience.The woman watched him leave as she thought of going after him several times. However, she managed to hold herself back in the end. She knew what Zayn was like. Any attempt to convince him into changing his decision was futile—it would do nothing but annoy him even more. Sighing dejectedly, she called her men back to the bar.Having slept for 18 hours, Zayn was a new, refreshed man who was ready to take on the world. He was never the type to wallow in self-pity. Divorcing Faye was agonizing, but it took more than that to knock him down and keep him there forever.Now that he had gotten some sleep and recovered, it was time to continue on with life. There were way too many things waiting for Zayn. Leaving Night 1998, he went to work at Violet Vision straightaway. It was like everything had gone back on track, except that Faye was no longer here with him.One wa
“William’s a nice kid… He’s sensible and refined—he’s capable too. What matters is that his family background matches ours. He has a pretty decent personality. You’ll be happy if you marry him,” Rachel listed patiently.Alexandra snapped back in disdain, “Bullsh*t! Zayn said that William’s a scumbag. He’s a playboy. Who knows how many women he’s been toying with out of dodge? He just does a good job at hiding it, and all of you have no idea! If I marry him, my life will be a living hell. My life would be over”Victor and Rachel met each other’s eyes once more before the latter asked, “Alexandra, tell us; what does this Zayn character mean to you?”Alexandra rolled her eyes and bit back, “Please, mom. Stop pretending! Uncle Franklin must’ve told you guys everything!”“Ay, you brat. Franklin’s your uncle. How could you talk back to him like that?” Victor scowled.“He was the one being unreasonable. You guys didn’t see how aggressive he was that night. If Zayn didn’t come to my rescu
He was William’s father, Tony Brown, who was quite well known in the business sphere. He was worth over 300 billion dollars and was considered a symbol of wealth. Whether it was for his status, tactics or power, he was a force to be reckoned with.William was Tony’s only son, which meant that he was obligated to spoil him from birth. He had indulged and coddled him to the best of his abilities, so when his precious son had been beaten to the brink of death, it sparked an unbelievable surge of rage inside of him! He was furious when he heard the news, but now that he had seen the damage with his own two eyes, he had gone completely berserk!It made sense. Zayn’s kick was powerful, and the rock that was sent flying into William’s back was as big as a fist. The trauma was akin to a gunshot! William was lucky to have not died then and there.As he had just been operated on, William was currently wrapped up like a mummy. His pulse was weak, like a flickering candle in the wind—it could b
The Smiths were rather influential in Waltz City. The Browns would be benefiting immensely from the engagement. If the engagement failed, the Browns would suffer a huge loss. As a result, they had to proceed with the engagement ceremony no matter what.Tony thought it over for a moment before he said in a deep voice, “It's not an issue. Your marriage with Alexandra is final, and the engagement ceremony shall be fulfilled as planned. Moreover, you’re not severely injured, so you’ll be able to walk after recuperating for a while more. You’ll be able to partake in the ceremony by then. A simple ceremony for formalities will do.”William nodded in agreement. Next, the father and son brainstormed for an idea on how to get back at Zayn after the engagement ceremony. They wanted to annihilate Zayn, so much so that they wanted nothing more than to see him dead.Over on Nathan’s side, he was very anxious as well. He met up with Mr. Hyde again to catch up with him, but his true goal was to