The prison gate key entered the lock. With a click, the cell gate opened.
"Charles Smith! You are now free to leave!"Escorted by the prison officers, Charles took the lond road to the main entrance of Townsville prison.At the main entrance, Charles changed into his civilian clothing. The handcuffs were taken off. Finally, the smell of freedom awaits him."Good luck out there." said the prison officer."Thanks." replied Charles.The main prison gates opened slowly. Charles could see the open road ahead of him. When the gates opened wide enough, Charles took his first steps out of the prison and back into the free world, or in this case, the city of Townsville.Taking a few steps forward, the prison gates then closed behind him. Charles looked around and spotted a Rolls Royce to his right."I don't think that is meant for me, right?" Charles mumbled to himself.Before Charles could analyse the situation, the driver of the Rolls Royce stepped out. Charles recognises the driver and walked towards him."I recognise you...you're Hector, aren't you?" asked Charles."Wait there, Mr Smith." replied Hector and Charles stopped in his tracks.Hector then proceeded to open the back passenger door."Get in." instructed Hector.Charles walked to the back passenger door to enter the Rolls Royce. Before he did, he noticed someone was already in the Rolls Royce. Someone he recognizes very well; and his eyes opened wide."Mr Quinton?"Hi Goodnovel readers out there! I hope you have enjoyed reading "Who's The Loser Now?". I also hope you enjoyed the free teaser of Charles Smith being released from prison and meeting Peter Quinton. To be honest, I thought of continuing the current book and just add more chapters into it; but I wanted this story to be about the main character Derek Quinton. I felt that if I added chapters into it, the focus would shift from Derek Quinton to Charles Smith, and then maybe another character in this book, thus dragging the novel too long. Also, I want as many characters in this book as possible to have their own spin-offs/stories. So with that, I decided to end "Who's The Loser Now?" the way it did. I'm inspired by the Marvel Cinematic Universe and the way Marvel films does their movies, hence the teaser. I'll be starting to work on the next book, centered around the character Charles Smith. Until then, thank you once again for reading "Who's The Loser, Now?". Please help to leav
Hi readers, In my previous author's note at the end of this book, I shared that I wanted to start the second book based on one of the characters, Charles Smith. However, after some deliberation, I have decided to add the second book from here. With that said, the sequel will still focus on the character of Charles Smith. That's all I can say for now. How will the story of Charles Smith be told here? Stay tuned and find out. Thank you for your support. PLease look forward to the sequel of "Who's the Loser now?" With Gratitude and Regards, JDHWS
Prologue “Son, there’s something I have yet to reveal to anyone. You are the first to know.” Peter Quinton said to Derek as they both walked to a private room in the Townsville Casino. “Dad, I’ve never been to the Townsville Casino before. What are we doing here?” asked Peter’s son, Derek Quinton, the heir to the Quinton Consortium. “You’ll find out soon enough, Young Master.” replied Hector, the driver for the Quinton Family. “Huh; and you said no one knows, dad.” Derek joked as they approached the private room. Upon opening the door, Hector ushered both father and son into the private room, which looked more like an office. There were a group of burly security men standing in a row, bowing to Peter as they entered into the office. “Have a seat, son.” Peter said as they both sat down on opposite sides of the table in the office. “Thanks, boys. You can leave the office now. Hector, wait for us in the car.” The security and Hector bowed and left the office, leaving Derek and Peter
The prison gate key entered the lock. With a click, the cell gate opened. "Charles Smith! You are now free to leave!" Escorted by the prison officers, Charles took the long road to the main entrance of Townsville prison. At the main entrance, Charles changed into his civilian clothing. The handcuffs were taken off. Finally, the smell of freedom awaits him. "Good luck out there." said the prison officer. "Thanks." replied Charles. The main prison gates opened slowly. Charles could see the open road ahead of him. When the gates opened wide enough, Charles took his first steps out of the prison and back into the free world, or in this case, the city of Townsville. Taking a few steps forward, the prison gates then closed behind him. Charles looked around and spotted a Rolls Royce to his right. "I don't think that is meant for me, right?" Charles mumbled to himself. Before Charles could analyse the situation, the dri
Charles sat up straight in his seat, eyes bulging wide, mouth gaped open. Understandably, he had a hard time believing what Peter Quinton just asked of him. "Me? Charles Smith? The Don of Townsville? Mr. Quinton, are you sure about this? I know nothing about what you do as the mafia leader. What business do I have even being in the mafia, let alone be the Don?" asked a shocked Charles. Peter expected the flurry of questions that Charles directed at him. He was actually smiling as Charles was rambling his questions away. "Charles, clearly you are mystified. Allow me to explain." said Derek."Like I mentioned earlier, I am already the new head of the Quinton Consortium. To maintain the reputation of the Quinton Consortium, my dad put in place a no criminal record policy, a policy that I have maintained to this day." "So... Alex Evans and his gang have no prior criminal record?" Charles asked curiously. "Surprisingly no. They have never been to prison. And they were smart to work for
Charles looked at Jim's security team and motioned them over. "Could you guys do Mr. Quinton a favour? Take this fat useless trash and throw him out of the building." Charles requested. Clap! Clap! Clap! Peter Quinton stood up from his chair and walked towards Charles, patting Charles's shoulder. "That's who I'm looking for to be my successor. I can safely assume... you've made your decision, yes?" Peter asked Charles. Charles took a breath to calm his nerves. Then he turned his attention to Peter. "Mr. Quinton, I have made my decision. I accept your offer to be your successor. To be the Don of Townsville." declared Charles. Derek and Charles then embraced tightly. Derek could not be happier to hear Charles's decision to be the new Don of Townsville. "Good. I'm glad to hear it. I can understand if it's a lot for you to take in one day. So you'll start tomorrow. By the way, how did you feel as you were whooping that fat b*****d's ass?" "To be honest, he was already getting on my
Beep! Beep! Beep!The alarm was blaring all around Charles's room in his new cabin. Charles slowly opened his eyes, sat up and gave himself a good stretch. Sitting on his bed, he took a few moments to gather his thoughts, in particular, a reality that he accepted just the night before. As of the night before, the old Charles Smith is gone. This was day one of the new Charles Smith. The Don of Townsville. Accepting this new reality, Charles got up from bed and took a cold shower, waking up his senses in his body.After his shower, Charles headed to his wardrobe to see what clothes were available in it."Hmmmm...there's a good mix of clothes here." Charles said to himself. He wasn't wrong. There was a mix of casual wear, office wear and formal wear with shoes to match. "Gee, I wonder....should I go all out to make a first impression...or do I take a page out of brother Derek's playbook and go for something casual?"
Everyone looked at Charles and had smiles on their faces. The Phoenix Mafia. What a fitting name. Peter could not by any prouder of Charles. "I have definitely picked the right man to take over my underground business. The Phoenix Mafia has my blessings and best wishes. Charles, may you lead this team of firebirds to new heights, while staying hidden in the shadows." said Peter. "Thank you, Mr. Quinton. I will be speaking to the team for today. I like to ingratiate myself in a good way for my first day." replied Charles. "Good. I'll take my leave then. I have lunch with my wife at the Quinton Hotel." Peter bid farewell to the Phoenix Mafia before taking his leave. "Jim, take a seat. Everyone else, go about your work." said Charles. "Yes, boss." replied the Phoenix Mafia before exiting the VIP room, except for Jim. "Have a seat, Jim. We got quite a bit to talk about." said Charles. "How may I help you, boss?" aske
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