“If you’re staying at the resort tonight, what about work tomorrow?” without suspecting a thing, Darcy asked without looking up. She knew that Kaze had sought employment with Shangrila Group. Kaze replied, “It’s okay. Winnie will take care of things in Shangrila Group. It’s fine if I skip a day of work.” “That’s not the right attitude to work. Ms. Souffle is so kind to offer you a job. You should take the work seriously. The least you can do is ask for some time off.” Darcy lectured him. “Alright. I’ll take the day off.” Left with no alternatives, Kaze called Winnie to ask for leave. “My friend in junior high, Nancy, is a hotel manager at Mountain Dew Estate. I’ll sort out the reservations with her.” Darcy called to make reservations. “Book two rooms.” Agnes walked into the room. She stared at Kaze warily. Still feeling concerned, she called Sky over. “Sky, you should go with your sister to Mountain Dew Estate too.” Sky noticed Kaze glaring at him. It then da
The woman with Wendell turned out to be Deborah. She was attending the auction tomorrow on behalf of the Quints. Wendell’s flattery pleased Deborah. The Quints had put elites like the Vikroms, Logmans, and Joestars in the shade. Now, no one would call the Quints an upper-middle-class family. In fact, word had gotten out that the Quint family was now in the top 1% in Lilyrose. “That reminds me. Mr. Narian of the Lee family will be staying here too,” Wendell told Deborah. “I know.” Deborah did not seem surprised. Instead, she said beamingly, “I’m meeting him alone tonight. He’ll come to me when he gets here.” ‘The whore is already hooking up with Narian,’ Wendell thought to himself. He was jealous. Wendell went to the same college as Deborah. She was pretty wild during college. Wendell had once gotten together with the woman. Now that Deborah was banging Narian, he did not stand another chance. Worst of all, he had to facilitate the couple’s rendezvous.
Kaze knocked those who badmouthed Darcy down to the ground. “How dare you hit us, bastard! Do you know who we are?” “Where did the moron come from?” The lot yelled as blood ran down their noses and mouths. “You’re right. I am a moron. I’m Darcy’s moronic husband.” Kaze flicked his wrist and sneered. “I’ll hit you if you run your mouth again. Someone with the lack of mental capacity can’t be charged anyway.” The few people who were attacked had no tears to cry. “Come here, Kaze. Stay out of trouble.” Darcy was helpless. “Hang on. I missed one, babe.” He went to Deborah and slapped her in the face. Smack! Deborah could not dodge in time. A bright handprint emerged on her face. She put her hand over her face and shrieked angrily, “I can’t believe you’d hit me again, dummy!” Deborah and Samus had endured many beatings from Kaze. “You started it.” Kaze’s flat remark nearly drove Deborah to the edge. “Are you alright, Deborah?” Shocked, Wendell stayed f
“To think you call a two-billion-dollar transaction a tiny matter. Even the Sunrise Lees won’t brag to that extent.” Wendell smirked. “Tsk. He’s just a load of hot air.” “Man, he sure loves to brag. He should have at least found out about the final sale price before tooting his horn.” Those from other companies chattered among themselves. They looked at Kaze’s group contemptuously. The stares stung Darcy, and her cheeks burned with shame. “Well, you have just lost your general manager job with Mountain Dew Estate.” Kaze narrowed his eyes at Wendell. “Ha! Do you think you’re the owner of the place?” Wendell scoffed in disdain. Annoyed, he waved at the security guards. “Don’t just stand there. Kick that owner out, and I’ll reward you with double the wages.” His taunting amused many. Everybody saw Kaze as the clown. “Hold on.” Deborah jumped in and said with a smile, “No need to kick them out. They are my cousins, after all. Wendell, can do me this little fav
“Wendell, my family is an elite upper class. It won’t be long for us to be multibillionaires. “Know that your hard work will not go unnoticed,” Deborah said indifferently with crossed arms. “Alright. I will get to it right away.” Wendell stopped hesitating. The Orchid Chalet was furnished quaintly. It was a quiet area. The vibrant blooms and silvery moonlight set a rather romantic scene. Pleased with the place, Kaze looked forward to tonight. He pulled out his phone to call Mathias. “Fire Wendell, the general manager of Mountain Dew Estate. Put someone else on the job.” “My people will take over tomorrow, Kaze.“I got someone to look into the resort’s bank records, and Wendell made some questionable transactions during his tenure. He got off easy with just a termination.” Somehow, the insignificant guy managed to catch Kaze’s eye. Mathias believed Kaze could not stand the man and wanted him to suffer. “Alright.” Kaze hung up. He saw Darcy looking at him with
The rage left Darcy as Kaze lost himself while embracing her. Now, that was more like it. She was still attractive to him. Kaze said, “But I feel like something is missing. We can do it tomorrow. I have a surprise for you tomorrow.” “What is it?” Darcy asked curiously. Her eyes were hazy by then. “You’ll know tomorrow. Get some sleep now.” Kaze patted her shoulder and turned off the bedroom light. “Okay.” Darcy faintly nodded and snuggled up in his arms before closing her eyes. The drug was taking effect on her. She soon fell into a deep sleep. It would not be uneventful for long. “Thump, thump, thump…” There was a knock on the door. Despite multiple attempts at knocking, no one came to the door. The beep of a digital sensor ensued. Someone had opened the door with a key card. The bedroom door was opened. The three thugs waltzed their way into the place. Click! One hooligan turned on the lights and found Darcy sleeping in Kaze’s arms. His breath
Narian would never marry Deborah. He was just looking for some fun. It would be silly of him to refuse a woman who had thrown herself at him. Besides, Deborah was average-looking, but she was Darcy’s cousin. At least, Deborah could scratch his itch for a little while. “Mr. Narian, this is where Ms. Quint is staying—” The intense noise from the chalet interrupted the attendant. The young, female attendant blushed embarrassedly. That was pretty rude and inconsiderate. As the chalet was built with a wood structure, it lacked the soundproofing capabilities of hotel rooms.The attendant glanced at Narian. His face was sour. Narian wondered if Deborah called him over to hear the awful noise. “Mr. Lee, should I call Ms. Quint out?” the female attendant asked with unrest. Narian grimaced and walked away without a peep. The animalistic noise continued in the chalet into the night. That night, the guests in the nearby chalets could not sleep a wink. Deborah woke up i
The three thugs’ target was supposed to be Darcy. However, she was unharmed. The three thugs somehow showed up in Deborah’s room instead. Deborah suspected it had something to do with Kaze. “Duh. There was quite a lot of banging happening at your chalet last night.” Confused, Darcy had no idea what Kaze was talking about. She was too deep in her sleep to notice anything. “So it was you, bastard! You ruined me! I want to kill you!” Deborah shrieked and jumped on Kaze. Kaze held Darcy and dodged the assault while uttering with glee, “Don’t frame the innocent. I’m not the only one aware of last night. Everybody in Mountain Dew Estate knows about it.” Deborah’s eyes widened. She then realized the passing senior executives of various companies were giving her funny looks. “You could’ve been a little civil, Deborah. The noise from your chalet went on all night long, and we couldn’t sleep at all.” “Yeah. You can have your fun, but just pay attention to the sound pollution
Morris was in his study, wiping a plaque of commandments that was covered in dust. Due to his commitment to the Viper’s Den, he had neglected his family for years and left his son in his wife’s care. Morris regretted doing so. Unaware of the impending danger, Clemont enjoyed drinks with his friends. They were having fun, playing drinking games. Losing the game, Clemont downed a glass of liquor. Things could get far and exciting in a game. It was then that the door swung open. Clemont’s driver entered the room. “Young Master Siegfried, the master is waiting for you at home,” the driver said, noting the complexity of the situation. The only thing on his mind was to take Clemont away. Tipsy from the drinks, Clemont waved his arm. “Let him wait. What’s the rush to get home?” Clemont’s friends were shocked. Nothing scared Clemont like his father. However, Clemont toughened up for once. “Young Master Siegfried, why don’t you call it a night?” “Yeah. I’m sur
“What’s that supposed to mean? When have I ever made a mistake?” Morris heard nothing of that sort. It could only mean that his people had done nothing wrong. However, Edmund could not possibly get aggressive on the phone. Something must have happened, and he simply had no idea. Morris felt unsettled like something big was about to happen. “You seem to be lax when managing your people. You don’t seem to know what goes on around your house.“Is your age getting to you? Is that why you can’t handle most of the work? If you can’t get your own house in order, how will you ever manage the Viper’s Den Westeros Branch?” Edmund called to say his piece. It was his way to make Morris step down. Though it was likely that Morris would resign, Edmund could at least make things unpleasant for him. “What’s that supposed to mean?” Morris was completely in the dark, but Edmund must hold some secret to act so cocky. Despite his troubled feelings, Morris kept his cool and calmly aske
Since it was a rare opportunity, Edmund had to settle the score with them properly. He knew opportunities like this were hard to come by so he had to seize them well. “I understand. I will take care of the guest,” Rosie said. She was glad that her information was useful to her boss. After Edmund hung up the phone, Rosie then looked at the unconscious Kaze. “You are indeed more useful than I thought. Hardly anyone has ever managed to impress Edmund.” She did not feel sorry for Kaze, believing that everything happened as it was meant to. She knew that to climb higher, she had to please her superior. With the Wittersons on the rise, now was the perfect time for her to pledge her loyalty to Edmund. When the Wittersons truly took over the Westeros Branch, she would become one of the most powerful people in the city, second only to them. She was looking forward to that day. Since Kaze was fast asleep and no arrangements could be made, Rosie went out to call her men and
“If you are not here to have fun, then why did you come to Westeros?” Rosie asked. Kaze looked like he had one glass too many and could barely keep himself awake. When he looked up at Rosie, he felt lightheaded and could not keep his balance. “I am here to c-complete my mission.” Kaze could not even speak clearly, seemingly already drunk. Rosie let out a breath of relief. She then took his glass away. Kaze fell onto the couch lazily and adjusted himself into a comfortable position. He even had a hiccup. Rosie did not mind Kaze passing out in front of her. She got up and then squatted in front of him. “What is your mission here in Westeros?” She did not expect to fish out useful information from Kaze, but now she could bring this information to Edmund and exchange it for a reward. “I am here to solve the problem. Something happened here in the Viper’s Den and I am here to find out more. After that, someone else will take over,” Kaze muttered as he closed his eyes.
Rosie’s charm and beauty were reasons why she was able to run the club smoothly. No matter what happened, she possessed the capabilities to solve it without exacerbating it. All those aspects made Edmund choose her. A qualified employee trusted to run a business did not need to be a genius. One only needed to carefully operate the business and not cause trouble for the employer. That alone would be enough. “There’s indeed someone powerful who gave me a chance but I want to use my own strength to win their recognition.” Rosie was well aware that due to her beauty, many often looked down and underestimated her. She had to stay sharp and clear-headed to avoid unnecessary trouble. “That might be a little difficult but I believe you got what it takes,” Kaze said with a serious tone as if he knew Rosie well. “Thank you for your kind words. I hope everything turns out as expected.” She did not have to worry about that because Edmund fully trusted her and put her in charge of m
Clemont let out a breath of relief when he saw that his friends were not saying anything more. He brought them somewhere else to party. He spent a lot in a single night but he finally gained the respect that he longed for. Back at the club, after Clemont and his friends left, the corridor to the VIP section finally quieted down. The waiters cleaned up the place and then returned to their work. Kaze stayed back and looked at Rosie, waiting for her response. “Thank you for today. I would be hurt if not for you,” she said, expressing her gratitude. She was surprised that Kaze intervened but she was truly grateful for his help. “It’s nothing.” Kaze waved his hand nonchalantly and then wanted to return to his own room. “Why don’t I take care of the bill for you tonight? Consider it as a token of gratitude since you saved me from getting hurt,” Rosie said. Her interest in Kaze was piqued, wondering who he really was. She knew he was from Butterworth and had heard that
Clemont was born with a silver spoon and raised like a prince as he was the youngest in the family. He knew his father’s current situation, which explained why he behaved arrogantly. He thought his actions could help his father but little did he know, they were causing a huge trouble. Kaze made it verbal but the spoiled brat did not appreciate the warning and simply felt annoyed. “What do I mean? I guess you have to ask your father about it.” Kaze looked at Clemont coldly. There was no way a useless trust-fund baby could achieve anything great under the protection of his family. Every action that Clemont took was causing damage to his family. Kaze initially intended to use the Siegfrieds to his advantage, which explained why he did not act immediately. Now that Clemont had come under his radar, Kaze ought to use the chance. He managed to showcase his strength to Rosie earlier and what he said to Clemont would surely raise more suspicion in her. Kaze must come up wit
Rosie was shocked. She almost got kicked by some spoiled brat. She was not happy about it. She revered Clemont’s background and had been tolerant with the brat but he stepped over the line when he decided to be physical. Rosie looked up to Kaze who was hugging her. He was just outside the crowd and decided to step in when he heard the commotion. She did not expect him to save her. It was a surprise but it allowed her to see his capabilities. The man from Butterworth had been hiding his abilities from everyone all along. Rosie smiled at him before getting back up on her feet. “Thank you for your help,” she said softly. “It’s nothing. It’s the right thing to do,” Kaze said. Kaze was the type of person who could never stand seeing the weak being bullied. “Who the hell are you? What do you think you are doing?” Clemont bellowed. He was outraged and needed to vent his emotions. Since Kaze had intervened, it gave Clemont a chance to lash out at him. “Stop causing a
“I told you this is my club! They have to listen to me! Now open the damn door!” Clemont was furious after being questioned. He started to kick the door like a madman. The waiters were worried but they dared not do anything. “Young Master Siegfried, there are guests inside! VIP guests!” the waiter added. He dared not reveal the identity of the guest inside. Zidane informed all employees earlier that no one shall reveal the VIP guest’s identity or even mention that the suite was booked by Edmund. It was to keep things low. Therefore, the waiter dared not speak any of it even to Clemont. Unfortunately, Clemont stubbornly believed the waiter was lying to him. “What guests?! You’re lying to me! You said there were guests inside but even after I kicked the door, there was no answer! Open it up. Don’t be stupid!” he shouted. He cared not about the others when he shouted. He was impulsive at nature. “Young Master Siegfried, there are guests inside. You can’t do this,” the