Throughout the weekend, Roy didn’t hear from Bryan, nor was his text replied to. Although it was uneventful, he couldn’t still brush off the feeling of being watched and on Sunday night, he chose to sit up with Kyle while Hailey slept.Sweating from anxiety, he resumed back at Anderson Inc, his mind in a mess and finally, during lunch break, he went to Bryan’s office.“I’d like to see Mr. Anderson.” He murmured as he stopped at Stella’s desk at the reception. They all knew that without a prior invitation from the CEO, the penthouse was a restricted area. It surprised him a little that the password hasn’t“I’m sorry, Mr. Anderson isn’t meeting anyone right now…” she paused midsentence when she clicked gazes with him, “Oh, it’s you.”Smiling awkwardly he nodded.“I’ll ring him right away.”After a brief conversation on the intercom, Roy finally walked past the long hallway until he reached the double doors leading into Bryan’s office.The office was quiet and the man sitting on a leathe
After getting off work at night, Roy stepped out of the building, perturbed that Kristine wasn’t at work either as she’d left early for a date with Liam. Suddenly, a man and a woman came to stand by his side. “Who are you?” Roy had been waiting for Carpalia here because of Cassandra Andorra’s threat, he didn’t dare to take a taxi by himself with a heavy heart. He was also angry that Bryan didn’t care it was related to the safety of his life.“Mr. Jordan, Hello.” the lean muscular man offered his hand, which Roy hesitantly took, “My name is Andrew Salvatore and this is my younger sister, Anna Salvatore. We were appointed by the CEO, Mr. Anderson to protect you. Whenever you go out in the future, we must be by your side.” Roy was taken aback. Were they truly sent by Bryan Anderson? The corners of his mouth curled up as a red rosy flush stained his cheeks. Since Bryan had given only a light ‘hmm’ today, he didn’t expect him to hire bodyguards for him. Both brother and sister look ve
Roy narrowed his eyes, “What do you mean?” Bryan had a distant look in his eyes as he began explaining. That day when Bryan had taken Roy to meet his family and his father called him for a conversation. They have a huge argument. His father whirled on him as soon as he walked into the study, a thunderous expression on his face, “What is he doing here?” “He is my mate, father.” He said with a derisive smirk, “and also my birthday gift to you.” “Do you want him dead?” he thundered and Bryan crossed his arms over his chest. “Stop the threats father, we both know you won’t do anything to Roy Jordan.” The veins on his face popped out and he stormed over to his desk, fetching pictures from his drawers. He threw them at his face. Narrowing his eyes, Bryan leaned over and picked up the pictures. His eyes widened as he took in the images. “You…You killed Andy?” he stumbled through his sentence. “I wouldn’t hesitate to do the same to that little thing in my foyer.” Anger lanced throu
"Bang!" Whose jaw fell to the ground? "Boom!" The documents in his hand also slipped. All high-level executives are in a state of shock. When he said the things he did, the voice of the CEO was not low. They couldn’t even pretend that they didn’t hear it. When he heard Bryan’s words, blood rushed to Roy’s face making it hot and scarlet. Why would Bryan do this? Roy groaned internally. The high-level executives only knew the relationship between Cassandra and Bryan. Why was he trying to put him in trouble with his father? He couldn’t fight a wolf. The people around him were peering at him like he was under investigation, which made him feel uncomfortable, so he lowered his head and left in a hurry. There was a brief silence at the elevator door, and the senior executives stooped to pick up the documents they had dropped on the floor, not daring to speak. Bryan thinned his lips and entered the elevator with a cold face, and the other high-level executives followed immediately.
The man was older and very plain-looking, with slightly thick eyebrows. Dressed in old jeans that sat snug on his hips and an old shirt, he looked like a police man that wasn’t on duty. Roy was sitting very close to them but shielded by potted plants so they couldn’t see him. he liked it, choosing to remain hidden. Why was Liam with this older man? Leaning over to get a sharper hearing of their words, Roy brought up a magazine he saw on the table and covered his face. “Are you telling me Charlie Jordan and Anne Jordan didn’t just abandon their child at the orphanage?” he heard Liam’s voice whisper harshly to the man. “I already told you that those aren’t your brother’s parents’ real names.” the man replied, snapping his fingers to call the attention of a server, “Black coffee please.” Roy felt like his head was swimming. Liam was investigating his parents…without telling him? No wonder he was always on his phone and secretive for the past few months. The thought made his stomach
The thought made him lightheaded. It was already dark outside, and he realized that he’d spent hours in the coffee after Liam had gone to mull over the things he’d heard. He needed to go home. He was sure his guards would be searching hell and heaven for him. Dialing their numbers, he rattled off his location to them after assuring them that he was fine and walked out to wait for them. After standing outside the coffee shop for a while, he looked behind his shoulder and felt that there was someone following him. he couldn’t tell if it was an illusion, or it was real or maybe he was just being paranoid. He frowned and walked over to the well-lit parking lot to wait for the bodyguards to bring the car. Suddenly a Ford swung into the parking lot, slowing to a stop beside him and Angelo stepped down from it. The hair at the back of his neck prickled with tension. What was he doing here and why was he standing so close to him? “Hey…Angelo,” he said nervously to quell the tension. Th
Having arrived from the meeting with Cain hours ago, Bryan sat crossed leg in his office, plotting out his next actions when he got a call.It was from the bodyguards he’d gotten for Roy.“Hello Sir,” the bodyguard’s voice sounded shaky and alarm bells rang in Bryan’s psyche. “We can’t seem to find Mr. Jordan.”“What do you mean?” he thundered, leaping off his chair, “I hired to protect him at all times.”“Yes sir, we have no excuse other than he left the office very early, and later he called us to come to pick him up at a coffee shop….” They trailed off when Bryan ended the call.He tried Roy’s number just for its sake, already aware that the phone would be dead.There was no way to track his location since his phone wasn’t on.Dread slithered down his spine as a single thought came to his head. Only one person could abduct Roy so shortly.His father.He quickly called his assistant to prepare the private Jet. “We’re heading to Ortiz.”Back at the gambling house.Instantly Roy got a
After Roy left, Cain tore off the sheet that he’d been lying on and threw it on the ground like trash, then lay down on himself, curled up like this, and fell asleep. When Roy walked downstairs, he reached for his phone, but unfortunately, the battery was dead. He felt dead as he hailed a taxi to take him to the coffee shop. He knew by now that Bryan would be notified that he was missing. He sighed, cursing Angelo in his heart, and then got into the taxi. The driver was a female driver, who passed him a pack of napkins, "Wipe off your tears." He knew in Cain’s eyes he was just a toy. Roy thanked her, took it, and rubbed it against his cheeks. The taxi stopped at the entrance of the coffee, and when he saw the car the bodyguards always drove out at a glance, his shoulders sagged in relief. After paying for the taxi, he opened the door and walked down, heading towards the guards. Anna, the female guard hurried towards him once she saw him, “SIR! Mr. Anderson was dead worried abo