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
The sun, for some reason shone brighter than usual. It's rays beamed through the glass windows.Amanda could not help but be disturbed by the sun rays beaming on her shut eyes. In the end, she decided to wake up. For obvious reasons, Amanda felt more refreshed and jovial after waking up; and why wouldn't she? The day has come....the night awaits her. She's going on her first date, with of all people, her boss.Amanda went to her bathroom and took a nice hot morning shower. She could not help but hum a tune while she was taking her shower.It's a good thing she's currently living alone in her penthouse, so no one would know about her joyous mood.Getting out of the bathroom, Amanda heard her phone ring. She picked up her phone and answered it. "Hello?""Good morning Amanda! Hope you slept well last night." It was Derek on the other end."Morning Derek. I slept really well. Thanks. I hope you did too." replied Amanda."I did. So about tonight, where would you like to go for dinner?" a
Derek had Hector stop the car just outside the car dealership centre. He still didn't want people to know his real identity yet.It was fortunate that Derek was in casual jeans, a t-shirt, sports shoes and wearing a blue cap. It was a really good disguise in his mind.Derek went into the first showroom. The first impression he had was not a good one. No one bothered to greet him even though he was a customer there. Derek decided to ignore the lack of customer service and took a look around. Soon, he saw an electric car that caught his eye. An all electric Lotus Evija. A two seater black painted car with wing doors that face outwards and upwards, like Lamborghini doors.Initially, Derek was set on purchasing that car; but the lack of customer service was now bothering him. "Can I help you, Sir?" at last, a salesperson tended to him.'About time.' thought Derek as he turned around to address the salesperson who greeted him."No way! Derek Smith?" said the salesperson. "Hold on...I r
After walking along all the shops at BDT mall, Amanda decided to start her day at one of the high class spas. She has been working hard ever since being appointed as Derek's secretary. It is rare that she has time for herself to wind down; and she was going to fully utilise the time available to her.Her spa experience there was indeed one of a kind. The female masseuse was very skilled, applying lavender oil all over Amanda to help her relax and be comfortable. With the soothing background music playing, Amanda subconsciously fell asleep, while the masseuse skillfully massaged her body, relieving the stress from Amanda's body.Ninety minutes went by and Amanda's massage session was finished. She woke up, feeling more refreshed and she could feel her body being less tense. She finished off her spa experience with a nice jacuzzi session.After a wonderful spa visit, Amanda felt it was time to visit a salon. She had wanted to change her hairstyle for sometime and now was her chance to d
The setting sun provided a wonderful hue in the sky. The sky hue perfectly matched Amanda's dress and hair as Derek drove along the coastal highway en route to Quinton Hotel Townsville. It was too good an opportunity for Amanda to pass. She took out her phone and took a couple of selfies, including one that showed Derek's chiseled side profile. "I can't wait to see the pic you just took. As soon as we reach the hotel, you have to show me those pictures." said Derek excitedly. "Absolutely. I can't wait to show you." replied Amanda. Soon Derek's car stopped at the valet spot of Quinton Hotel Townsville. The valet staff, professional as expected of all Quinton Consortium staff, opened both doors and escorted Derek and Amanda out of the car. Derek then passed his keys to one of the valet staff for parking.Guests and passerbys that saw Derek's brand new Rimac Nevera were starstruck by the sheer sleekness and coolness exuded by the car. They didn't hesitate to take pictures of the car
"Security. Watch our backs while I make this call." Derek requested."Yes, Sir." the Security team replied and formed a line in front of Judith and Tyler. "Wait here for me, Amanda. I'll be back." said Derek."I'll be here." replied Amanda and gave Derek a kiss on his cheek."Hah! You think this group of security guards are supposed to scare me? You're just a fake and a loser. You will be exposed and the security here will drag YOUR sorry a** out!!" mocked Tyler.Two minutes later, Derek disconnected his call and returned to Amanda's side."Who did you call?" asked Amanda."I made a call to Owen. Watch on. The fun is about to start." said Derek, before turning his attention to Judith and Tyler."Listen closely you two. You have about....oh I don't know...another sixty seconds to take back what you said about me and my girlfriend here, apologise to both of us, and we'll all just go our separate ways, as though nothing ever happened." warned Derek.'Oh My God! Derek just called me his
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