Derek received a message on his phone. He took it out and saw a message from Owen.'Per your request, Young Quinton, everyone has been captured and are now at that abandoned construction site. I've sent Hector to pick you up at the Quinton Tower.'Derek texted back 'Understood Owen. I'll see you there.' Derek then sent his own to Desmond, informing Desmond the meeting location. By the time Desmond saw the message on his phone, he had already admitted Wayne to the hospital and settled the necessary paperwork. Upon seeing Derek's message, Desmond then went back into Derek's Mercedes and drove off.Amanda, having seen Jocelyn's message, went to Jocelyn's apartment, three levels below her penthouse, to keep Jocelyn and Kimberly company.Derek arrived at the abandoned construction site, where Owen was waiting. "Hi Owen. Thanks for your help." greeted Derek. "Is there anyone else we are waiting for, Young Quinton?" asked Owen."Yes. Desmond is on his way." replied Derek. Five minutes l
There is one week remaining before the Quinton Consortium throws the dinner party event at Townsville Convention Center to announce the winning bid to lead the rebuild of BDT mall and the build of Quinton Consortium's new beach resort off the coast of Townsville. The submission deadline had long passed, which means there are no more submissions to be entertained. It is the weekend in the Smith household; and everyone's morale was expectedly high. Everyone except, surprisingly, Charles.Even Madison noticed Charles's sour mood in the dining room as the family was having breakfast."What's wrong, Charles? You look like someone broke your favourite toy with that scrunched up face of yours." said Madison."Shut up, Maddy! I'm not in the mood for your jokes!" Charles barked back, stunning Madison for a moment."Charles!! Madison in just asking you a harmless question. No need to be so rude! Apologise to her!" Charles's father, Dave ordered.Charles didn't want to apologise initially; but
That same morning, Derek woke up bright and early in his room. He was going through his morning exercise routine; but was more sombre than usual.There was something Derek wanted to do on this particular weekend; and he wanted to get it done bright and early.Furthermore, later in the night, he had to execute his plan involving Desmond, Owen and his father Peter Quinton. So the morning was the best time to run this special errand.He joined his parents Peter and Lea in the dining room for breakfast as usual. Peter and Lea noticed the slight difference in his body language."Morning, son. Is something wrong?" asked Lea."Morning, mum. I'm ok. No need to worry." replied Derek. "You don't look as ok as before. Do you want to share it with us? Just to get it off your chest." asked Peter."Rest assured, dad. It's nothing that is detrimental to any of us. With that said, there is something I want to do this morning." replied Derek."What is it, son? Do you need our help?" asked Lea."Not e
Poisoned? That word struck a chord with the Quinton family. They found it too hard to believe.From Derek's point of view, he always thought his adopt parents Edward and Emma died of a sickness. How was it that they were poisoned?"You better have a thorough explanation for this!!!" Peter warned Dr Crestwell. "Start talking!!" Lea commanded."Derek, the day your parents...I mean adopt parents died, I did a mandatory autopsy to find out their cause of death." began Dr Crestwell. "When the autopsy was completed, I found quantitative amounts of what I thought were blood clots in their bloodstream. When I did further tests, I found out it was not clots. It was poison."Derek was getting more upset as Dr Crestwell continued his explanation. "I went to the Smith household, intending to report my findings to the whole family. Instead, Madam Louise ordered me to go to her study and report my findings to her alone.""I did what she requested. When she heard my reports, she was not saddened
It was a rare occasion. The Smith family had a whole weekend to themselves to spend as a family...minus the loser Derek.The whole family was happily shopping around in BDT mall. For the most part, they were looking for suits and dresses for the Quinton Consortium event happening in a week's time. As Madison walked along the shops in the mall, she noticed that NL Suits and JL boutique were closed for the day.She already knew, of course. Nick had informed her about his parents' wedding anniversary. Madison took a peek at the dresses placed at the display window of JL boutique. In her mind, as nice as they were, she was still happy about the yellow gold dress she bought previously. She was still looking at those dresses that she didn't notice Chloe and Juri approach from behind her and jump scare her."Hey Sis! What are you looking at?!?" asked Chloe.Madison thought she was going to have a heart attack. "OMG!! What the hell are you two doing scaring me like that!!" Madison retorte
In the Quinton Mansion, the entire Quinton family heard, recorded and downloaded the entire conversation between Madam Louise and Crestwell. There was still an element of shock running through their veins. They were still coming to terms with the maliciousness revealed by Madam Louise. From that conversation, they also know that they have bigger matters to worry about. For example, getting Madison out of that family house proved more difficult than initially anticipated. But they can only worry about Madison at a later time. After all, they still had spies watching the Smith family's every move.On this evening, they had a more pressing task at hand.It was time to put a long outstanding matter to rest....getting rid of Derek's ex-boss once and for all."Ok, son. Let's do a roll call before we set off." said Peter."Sure dad. Our new gang is already undercover in our ex-boss's office. According to them, he will be spending the whole night in the office with Linda." said Derek."So
"Hey A******! Remember me?!?"Desmond kicked down the front door of his ex-boss's office and stepped in with Owen.Playing their roles to a tee, the security gang, who now work for the Quinton Consortium, stood in front of Desmond and Owen, blocking their way."Well well well...look who's back. You really need a good beat down don't you." mock the ex-boss. "Don't be so sure about that....and I see that your sl** is here with you." replied Desmond, enraging Linda."Who are you calling a sl**! You broke trash!" Linda shouted."I'm calling you a sl**! You played with Wayne's heart for three whole years! Three years! Even street wh**** have a conscious! Unlike you!" Desmond shouted back."Easy, Desmond." said Owen, his hand holding Desmond's shoulder. "We're not here to trade barbs. We here to right a major wrong.""I know you. You're the VIP visitor that day I fired that trash loser Derek." said the ex-boss. Trash? Loser?Owen was getting more and more offended."You know, I ought to t
"Well...that's one problem solved. We still have another one." said Derek, looking towards Linda.All this time, Linda stood in a corner in complete shock. She could not move, as though she was paralysed. All this information was too much for her to digest. Soon, Linda dropped to her hands and knees."Son, now you own your previous company. What do you want to do with her?" asked Peter. "I don't know, dad. I think that is for this company's new CEO to decide." replied Derek, before looking towards Wayne. "What say you, Wayne?""CEO? Me? Brother Derek...that's too much. I'm not worthy." said Wayne, in shock of Derek's surprise announcement. "Wayne. Bro." said Desmond as he placed his hand on Wayne's shoulder. "I didn't think I was worthy to be Head of Security for Quinton Consortium. Brother Derek saw something in me to assign me that role.""Wayne, if my boss sees something in Desmond to make him Head of Security, he certainly sees something in you to be CEO." said Kimberly. Wayne
Hi Readers, After nearly a year, Who's the Loser Now is finally complete. I hope you enjoyed reading the original and the sequel as much as I have creating the storylines. Man, this was a long journey. There were so many ways to close this series; but I didn't want to get distracted. So, I decided to end it the series in this manner. I will be taking a short break to celebrate the new year. After which, I will start work on a new novel. So, until then, thank you all so much for your support on Who's the Loser Now. Keep the likes, comments and ratings coming to help promote this novel. Your feedback, as always, is much appreciated. It has been a wonderful journey and this one ends here. Stay tuned for the next journey. Altogether, everyone! (With the characters in the background) Happy New Year!! Love, JDHWS
The cameras were flashing as journalists and reporters gathered at the eagerly anticipated launch of the new mall in Townsville, specifically located near the Townsville Hillside Condo. Standing in front of the main entrance, Desmond and Jocelyn faced the crowd. Desmond then took the mic to address the crowd, "After months of construction, through reported ups and downs, we are happy to announce, on behalf of the Quinton Consortium, the officially opening of Townsville Hillside Mall." said Desmond. He then took his side next to Jocelyn and proceeded to perform the cutting of the ribbon, signalling that the Townsville Hillside Mall was officially opened. Applause rang all around the front as Desmond and Jocelyn opened the front entrance doors, welcoming the crowd into the mall. In another corner of Townsville, Wayne and Kimberly were also dressed sharply; but for a different reason. Joining them were Roland and Elaine Russo, as all four of them stood in front of the main entrance t
"Brother Derek, are you sure about this?" asked Charles as he looked at himself in the mirror. He was wearing a tuxedo; but not any ordinary tuxedo. Derek had Charles wear his diamond encrusted tuxedo, the most expensive tuxedo he bought from Nick Lopez when he first found out he was a Quinton. "I'm sure about it, Charles. I know I bought it for me initially; but in all honesty, you wearing this tux means so much more." Derek reassured Charles. "Man, I'm nervous. Brother, how did you even go through your wedding with Ms. Amanda?" asked Charles exasperately. "Desmond told me to take a deep breath to calm my nerves. It could work for you, too." replied Derek. Charles decided to take Derek's advice and took two deep breaths. Surprisingly, he felt much calmer. Then he and Derek heard a knock on the door. In walked Mason, "Brother, are you ready?" asked Mason. "As ready as I'll ever be." replied Charles. All three of them then walked upstairs... to the top deck of Charles's superyach
The prison gate key entered the lock. With a click, the warden opened the cell gate, with mixed emotions. "Madam Louise... it's time." In her cell, Madam Louise looked around the jail cell she had been living in, serving her time for her past wrongs. She thought about the time she spent in the cell, forming a close friendship with the warden, being released early to help Team Quinton and the Phoenix Mafia, eventually being a key player in the fight against Pamela. It was a sad day to leave her family after the fight ended; but heading back to prison was necessary. Thanks to Lea Quinton, however, she did not have to stay in prison any longer. She received a pardon from the Mayor of Townsville; and now, she can leave the Townsville prison freely. She slowly stood up and walked towards the cell door, where she noticed her warden friend had a tear in his eye. Smiling slightly, she wiped the tear away from his eye. "No need to weep for me, young man. We will meet again, outside of t
With the mask worn on his face; and the briefcase full of cash repacked into a duffel bag found in the control room, Charles slung the bag over his shoulder, ready to move out of Pamela's HQ. Before heading out, Charles made sure to surround himself in a nanoshield sphere to avoid any sudden sneak attacks. After which, Charles used his upgraded suit to do a thorough scan, looking to devise an alternate way out of Pamela's HQ. 'Hmmm... it looks like I'm going to have to blast my way out of here. Time to check out what weapons are at my disposal.' Charles thought to himself. Scanning the system in his suit through his mask, Charles was surprised to find various forms of weaponry to pave his way out. "Well then, let's get started." Charles said to himself. However, as we was about to step out of Pamela's control room, an alarm sounded inside of the control room. Red emergency lights were flickering in the control room. Charles turned his direction to one of the screens in the control
"Gerard! Andrea! You certainly have some guts showing your faces here after you betrayed me!" Pamela sneered at the couple. "Lady Boss... wait! We did not betray you." Gerard defended himself. "That's right, Lady Boss! The hostages... they escaped!!" shouted Andrea. "WHAT?!?!?" Pamela shouted angrily. She then turned her attention to Charles, who was standing there, perplexed. "Charles!! You were at the dungeon earlier. You said you saw your team in their cells. Is that true?!?" Pamela asked authoritatively. "Absolutely, Lady Boss. I personally locked up the dungeon after making sure that loser Derek was in his cell." replied Charles. "He's lying, Lady Boss. Charles must still be working with his friends. Somehow, they managed to get their suits from the lab and escape from this place." Gerard said accusingly, pointing at Charles at the same time. "Hold on there, Gerard. Up until just now, when Lady Boss showed me her lab, I did not even know that existed." Charles defended hims
"You tell me, Charles. How did you and that loser escape in the first place?" Pamela asked suspiciously. Charles was calm in his answer, "Well, I found a couple of metal pins in my cell and I used it to pick my cell lock." Charles began. "Once I got free, that's where I hatched my plan. I picked the lock of Derek's cell. I had to convince him that he and I were on the same team in taking you out. So, while the rest were in their cells, which, by the way, they still are, Derek and I made our way out of the dungeon." explained Charles. "Well, you certainly have some talent, unlike that loser. Still, Gerard and Andrea not reporting back is concerning for me." replied Pamela. As she looked at the monitors of the control room, she noticed something peculiar, then she started frowning. "What's wrong, Lady Boss?" asked Charles. "Take a look at that." said Pamela, pointing Charles's attention to one of the monitors surveying the lab. "What about it, Lady Boss?" asked Charles curiously. "C
Before Charles could answer, they heard footsteps approaching the dungeon. Derek passed Gerard's dungeon keys to Charles before he cloaked himself again. In order to play along with Pamela's ploy, Charles quickly opened the dungeon door, placed Victoria gently inside before locking the door again. The footsteps grew audibly closer towards the dungeon door. Charles turned his attention towards the sound of those footsteps and walked in that direction, taking caution to who he might run into. As he turned around the corner, he found out who those footsteps belong to. "Oh my gosh, Esther. What are you doing here?" Charles exclaimed softly as he embraced his girlfriend. "Wait, you shouldn't be here. Didn't Mr. Quinton give you and the rest the order to head to the safehouse?" asked Charles. "I had to come here. I was not going to let that b***h Pamela take you." replied Esther emotionally. Just then, Derek decloaked himself and met up with Charles and Esther. "Esther, so it was you. G
"Ok, Charles, the feed is on." said Pamela. "Take your position, on Derek's right side." "Understood, Lady Boss." replied Charles. Seconds later, everyone, including the people in the Phoenix Bunker, the safehouse and the combined invasion and rescue team saw the live feed on their screens. "Your eyes do not deceive you, Peter. Charles has betrayed you. He has decided to join a real mafia and I will nurture him properly, so he can be a real Don." began Pamela. "As you can see, I have your son as hostage. If you ever want to see Derek again, in one piece and alive, firstly, call off your attack dogs. Secondly, you will, and I mean WILL, surrender your precious Quinton Consortium to me. Oh, before I forget, that includes your so-called Phoenix Mafia as well." "And just in case you think I'm not being serious... " Pamela then did something no one expected. She pressed a button on her control panel; and in the next moment, Ivy's suit emerged from a corner of her control room. 'What th