All Chapters of The Tycoon's Wild Card: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Percy’s POV:“Fuck, I’m late.” Every trace of sleep vanished from my eyes as I checked the alarm clock on the bed stand beside the bed.I junped off the bed and dashed into the bathroom. I’d been so exhausted by the time I returned to my hotel room last night.I’d spent the whole of yesterday touring the city of New York and meeting with potential investors for the business I was about to set up in the city.For the most part, it had gone well. Most didn’t want to hear much of what I had to say immediately after they heard I was related to the Robert Henderson. Most of them started to act as though they were talking to God himself.Apparently my father was a big deal in the country and almost everybody wanted to look good in his eyes. However, everybody was bound to have an enemy… or two. In my father’s case, they were just as many as his admirers.One of great note was a woman, Rachel Esteavo. The woman, despite her age and small stature, was incredibly intimidating and had me on the

Trish’s POV:After that spectacle, the rest of the night moved quite slowly. People broke off into smaller groups to discuss and the paparazzi were everywhere, taking photos with those blinding camera flashes of theirs.From where I stood at the corner of the hall, I could see Robert discussing with some powerful business men, his two sons at each of his side. Declan looked like he wanted to impress everybody, while still maintaining that arrogance of his.Everything we shared might’ve been fake, to a point, but I knew Declan like the back of my hand. I could see him struggling to contain his outrage. The way his eyes so oftened moved to his brother was proof enough that he was angry, and he was trying hard, maybe a little to hard, to show everybody that he was unaffected by his father’s announcement.Percival on the other hand looked like he wanted to be somewhere else. He barely said anything and looked bored throught the various meeting with different people and I knew for sure tha

Trish’s POV:Recognition lit Percy’s face at the mention of my name, and what I was to his brother, Declan.“You’re Leonard Hooke’s daughter then?” He asked cautiously, and when I made no movement or give any answer, he added: “It’s your father’s company Declan took?”“Yes.” I answered curtly and he smiled, a smile that was beautiful, but one I hated at the moment, as it reminded me of how foolish I’d been.Just as I was about to open my mouth to speak, he interrupted me.“How did he manage to do that, I’ve always been curious.” Percy said, taking another drag of his cigarette.“That’s not what I’m here to talk about.” I said, a note of finality in my tone, but Percy wasn’t having any of that.He shook his head.“Tell me, or I won’t listen to anything you have to say.” He said and then released the smoke of the cigarette in my direction.Despite the fact that I hadn’t touched a cigarette in a long time, I found myself closing my eyes and inhaling as the smell washed over me. When I op

Percy’s POV:The moment I stepped back into the hall, I was surrounded by an absurd amount of people, and the flashes from multiple cameras rendered me unable to see for a good minute or two.The voices of the people surrounding me were a jumble of words I could not really make out, but among them I could hear the occasional:“Are you really Robert Henderson’s son?”“Did he really send you to Rome to study?”“How did you manage to turn an automobile company into a fashion brand?”“Are you married?”“Who is your mother?”The last question struck something deep inside me, and for a moment I could not breathe. I felt very suffocated and without thinking, I pushed forward, barging and shoving people till I was outside, away from the paparazzi and into the cool night air.I took in deep, steadying breaths and when I managed to get myself under control, I looked to the sky. The moon was out in it’s full glory and it looked really beautiful.To me, my mother had been nothing but a stranger.

Trish's POV:The drive back to my place was awfully silent for the most part. I tried my best to keep my eyes on the road but I’d find myself looking to my right every now and then, checking to see if Percy still sat there.The sight of him there was a solid reminder, a proof of what that monster had done to me and just how lucky I’d been to have Percy show up at the moment he did.Thankfully, Percy was on the last cigarette in his pack and as he flicked the stick out the window, I let out a sigh.“How did you know what Declan was doing to me?” I asked, making sure my voice was steady, calm, despite the fact that I hadn’t recovered fully from what had happened. I had to grip the steering wheel tight till my knuckles turned white, to keep my hands from shaking.“I didn’t.” Came Percy’s response and I looked at him to find that he had his head resting on the window of the car, eyes closed.Despite myself, and the state he was in, there was something about him looking bloodied and ruffle