Chapter 11

"Moonlit Flowers on Cliffside's Edge..." James muttered to himself.

That painting was his family's most important heirloom.

Before his grandfather died, he told James that their family could be wiped out, but that painting was the one thing they could not lose.

It remained in James's mind, even after ten years.

"Get ready. We act tonight."

"Understood." Henry nodded.

"Alright, you should leave. My wife's about to get off work. She doesn't want me to be around knaves and hooligans, and it's obvious from your appearance alone that you're not a good guy. If my wife saw you, I'd be in for another lecture."

Henry's expression fell.

He was just slightly darker-skinned. Why does that make him a hooligan? Why would that make him a bad guy?

"Don't just stand there, get lost." James sent a kick his way.

Henry turned and left.

James glanced at the time. Thea's work had ended. She would be coming out any moment.

He pushed his electric motorcycle along and made his way to the Callahans' Eternality Group. Before he could approach the entrance, however, he spotted a woman walking out of the building.

She was five foot ten, clad in formal business attire that consisted of a white button-down shirt, a black pencil skirt, and red heels.

Her chestnut-colored wavy hair framed her face, and the way she walked with a briefcase in her hand conveyed a powerful confidence about her.

"Thea!"

A man walked up to her at that moment, holding out a bouquet of flowers. "These are for you, Thea. Are you free tonight? I've booked a private room in The Drunken Fairy tonight. I'd love to take you out for dinner."

Brandon Frasier, of the Frasiers, one of The Great Four in

Group’s order list and her apparent friendship with Alex Yates, the chairman of Celestial Group, was exposed, the Callahan’s fame grew exponentially. Thea, too, became the

managed to put the

she was crowned Cansington’s

had a husband, James was virtually unknown. The heirs to wealthy families ignored his existence and continued pursuing

his electric motorcycle. She flashed a stunning smile, ignoring Brandon as she made her way toward him.

he booked a private room in The Drunken Fairy and wants me to have dinner with him.

invited you. You should go. Take me with you, too,

turned sour at the scene. He marched over to them. “James Caden? I’m Brandon Frasier,” he said coldly and held out a card. “I’ll

accept

you,” Thea said, an amused smile playing at her lips. “I think you should, though. You’d be able to reserve a table at The Drunken Fairy with

“I’ll take it, then.”

he accepted the

at James. “Six zeroes. Take the money and get

sorted right now.” James nodded. “Hop on,

sat on the motorcycle’s back seat and wrapped her arms around James’s waist. They then drove away under Brandon’s bewildered

had been holding onto the ground, glaring after James, now far in the distance. “You little-! This

home on the motorcycle. Once home, Thea sat on the

the one Brandon

drinks, your amenities, your clothes. What do you need money for? I’ll save the money for when we

happening, my dearest. Adding up all the money everyone’s given me to break up with you

“What money?”

came

hurriedly as she hid the

lie to me, you little

it really was nothing!”

“Mhm,

him a glare. "I'm talking to my daughter. This is none of your

"Okay."

the kitchen

food was finally ready. They all sat down

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