Upon their return, Derrick threw himself into the preparations for the demo, working around the clock to ensure that everything was flawless. He knew that Carlos’s decision could make or break his company’s future, and he wasn’t about to leave anything to chance.Finally, the day of the demo arrived, and Derrick found himself pacing nervously in the factory, his hands fidgeting at his sides. He glanced over at Tom, who gave him an encouraging nod, and then he turned his attention back to the door as it swung open, revealing Carlos and his team.“Mr. Rodriguez,” Derrick greeted, his voice steady despite his nerves. “Thank you for taking the time to come and see our facility.”Carlos’s expression was unreadable as he shook Derrick’s hand.“Let’s get straight to the point,” Carlos said, a hint of impatience in his tone. “I want to see this technology in action.”Derrick nodded, the confidence in his voice returning. “Of course. Right this way, please.”He led Carlos and his team to the h
Tom, Derrick's trusted lieutenant, approached his boss, his expression serious and thoughtful. "We should get going, sir," he said. "There's a lot of work to be done."Derrick nodded, his face still dark and enigmatic. "Yes, Tom. You're right. There's always work to be done."And with that, the two men left the room, their footsteps echoing down the empty hallway.As they headed home, a storm was brewing in the city. A storm of change.The car ride back to Derrick's penthouse was quiet, the city lights reflecting off the tinted windows like distant, flickering stars. Derrick was lost in his thoughts, his mind racing with plans and schemes.Tom, sitting in the passenger seat, knew better than to interrupt his boss. Derrick was a force of nature, a tornado of ambition and determination. Nothing would stand in his way.As the car pulled up to the building's entrance, Tom spoke."The city is talking, sir," he said, his voice low and ominous. "They know something is happening."Derrick had
As Derrick approached his spacious corner office, his assistant, Tom, greeted him with a warm smile. “Good morning, Mr. Anderson. Your first meeting is with Mr. Black at 9:00 a.m., followed by a teleconference with Ms. Carter at 11:00 a.m.”Derrick exchanged pleasantries with Tom as he made his way to his desk. The office was already abuzz with activity, the sound of keyboards tapping and the low murmur of conversation creating a harmonious symphony of work.“Good morning, Mr. Derrick!” one of his junior analysts, Sarah, called out as he passed by. “Any word on the meeting with Mr. Black?”Derrick turned to her with a friendly smile. “Nothing new, Sarah. Just the usual review of last quarter’s earnings report.” As the clock ticked closer to 9:00 a.m., Derrick settled into his chair, his thoughts shifting to the upcoming meeting. Mr. Black, the CEO of a major tech start-up, was a frequent client of W&B Consulting and a tough negotiator.“Mr. Derrick?” Tom’s voice jolted him out of his
As the conference came to a close, Derrick and Tom boarded a flight back to the U.S., the weight of their conversation with Carlos still fresh in their minds. The potential deal had given Derrick a newfound sense of optimism, but he knew the real test would be in the demonstration of his technology.Upon their return, Derrick threw himself into the preparations for the demo, working around the clock to ensure that everything was flawless. He knew that Carlos’s decision could make or break his company’s future, and he wasn’t about to leave anything to chance.Finally, the day of the demo arrived, and Derrick found himself pacing nervously in the factory, his hands fidgeting at his sides. He glanced over at Tom, who gave him an encouraging nod, and then he turned his attention back to the door as it swung open, revealing Carlos and his team.“Mr. Rodriguez,” Derrick greeted, his voice steady despite his nerves. “Thank you for taking the time to come and see our facility.”Carlos’s expre
In an instant, the bar exploded into chaos. Glass shattered as the Baxter man opened fire, patrons screaming and diving for cover. Julie ducked behind a pool table, her heart hammering in her chest as bullets whizzed past her head.She knew she couldn’t stay there. She had to make a move.Mustering all of her courage, she bolted from behind the pool table, firing back at the Baxter man.He dodged to the side, taking cover behind a row of stools.The bar erupted in a cacophony of gunfire and shouting, the air thick with the smell of gunpowder and fear.Julie kept moving, her eyes darting around the room as she searched for an escape route. She saw a door leading to the back alley and sprinted toward it.Behind her, the Baxter man emerged from cover, firing wildly in her direction.Julie dove through the door, hitting the ground hard as the bar emptied into the alley behind her.Outside, the alley was narrow and cramped, cluttered with dumpsters and crates. Julie scrambled to her feet,
Derrick considered the suggestion for a moment, his fingers drumming against the desk. “You’re right,” he said, his expression thoughtful. “Julie’s the perfect choice. She’s observant, she’s discreet, and she has no ties to the Baxters.”Derrick nodded, his mind already turning over the possibilities. “That’s right,” he said, his voice gaining conviction. “We can use the survey as a cover. Tell Julie to keep her ears open while she’s over there. If the Baxters have been snooping around, someone will have noticed something.”Tom raised an eyebrow, a hint of admiration in his gaze. “I like it,” he said. “Julie could be our secret weapon.”Derrick’s eyes gleamed with satisfaction as the plan took shape in his mind. “We’ll need to give Julie some backup,” he said, his voice thoughtful. “Someone to handle any tech issues or logistics while she’s on the ground. And someone who can handle themselves if things get messy.”Tom nodded, his gaze darkening as he considered the potential dangers.
As the conference came to a close, Derrick and Tom boarded a flight back to the U.S., the weight of their conversation with Carlos still fresh in their minds. The potential deal had given Derrick a newfound sense of optimism, but he knew the real test would be in the demonstration of his technology.Upon their return, Derrick threw himself into the preparations for the demo, working around the clock to ensure that everything was flawless. He knew that Carlos’s decision could make or break his company’s future, and he wasn’t about to leave anything to chance.Finally, the day of the demo arrived, and Derrick found himself pacing nervously in the factory, his hands fidgeting at his sides. He glanced over at Tom, who gave him an encouraging nod, and then he turned his attention back to the door as it swung open, revealing Carlos and his team.“Mr. Rodriguez,” Derrick greeted, his voice steady despite his nerves. “Thank you for taking the time to come and see our facility.”Carlos’s expre
The bunker was a formidable sight, its entrance hidden within the rocky slope of the hill. Derrick approached with caution, keeping a sharp ear out for any signs of movement or danger.As Derrick drew closer to the entrance, he saw that the metal door was slightly ajar, revealing a sliver of darkness beyond. The rust on the hinges betrayed the bunker's age, and a musty scent permeated the air.He took a deep breath, steeling himself for what was to come. With Lucky trailing cautiously behind, he slipped through the crack in the door, his gun leading the way.Inside, he found himself in a narrow, dimly lit corridor, the walls made of thick concrete. The air was stale, and every sound seemed to echo through the silence.Derrick, now with Lucky as his faithful companion, began to make the necessary arrangements for his upcoming trip. He'd come a long way from his earlier quest to bring down the Baxter family, but this new development presented a different set of challenges.With the conf
With Karen's prompt departure, Derrick found himself in solitude, his mind grappling with the challenges ahead. The Baxter family was relentless in their pursuit of dominance, and his own legacy was at stake."This cannot be the end," he muttered under his breath, a fierce determination igniting in his eyes. "I will not let them win."He rose from his seat, pacing the length of his office, his footsteps a rhythmic beat that seemed to echo the urgency of their situation. The walls felt like they were closing in, a suffocating sensation that fueled his defiance.With each stride, Derrick's mind worked feverishly, formulating a revised strategy that would account for the missing pieces of their original plan. He could not allow a single misstep to threaten the delicate balance of their scheme, and the absence of White presented an unparalleled obstacle."Think," he said to himself, his tone commanding. "What would White do? Where would he go?"A faint glimmer of insight pierced the dark
Fitst Lady
Chapter 85 is getting interesting, it got me hooked. Nice one writter...
Orikoha Blessing
I love everything so far, I'm more in love with Derrick....
Orikoha Blessing
chapter 10 is quite captivating ...
Red Phoenix.
Nice story with a unique plot, please more updates author.
Abuh Unenojo
I am patiently waiting for when he would exert his revenge. He didn't deserve what they did to him. He should not let them off the hook. What an amazing story you have here.
Dreamer
Quiet interesting. The character development captivated me right from the start. Keep up the good work author.
Delight Jackson
Author, update more than one chapter a day
Delight Jackson
Nice. Derrick deserves someone better than Anna. I wish he takes revenge on them.
Blue sky
Very interesting I love how he make them regret