"Dad?" Weylin slowly opened the door, entering his father's office.  "Hm," Blake hummed, going through the last file. "So you are here. Take a seat." Taking a seat, the young master gazed at his father, feeling uneasy. He expected that his father would scold him or give him some punishment for sneaking out. But all he was witnessing was a calm Blake Turner.  "So…" Blake Turner closed the cover of the file he was checking before he gently put it on the table. "I want you to merge your business with mine." "What?" Weylin's forehead wrinkled into a frown. "I am sorry, dad. I can't. I already told you that I don't wanna inherit your business. It also indicates that I don't wanna merge my b

Leaving the room, Shadow was walking ahead of Weylin Turner. On the other hand, Weylin was deeply immersed in his thoughts.  No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't join the dots to make out how his father was related to The Rainbow Fairy Home.  "Young master, I am taking my leave," Shadow uttered, stopping in her tracks. Her words pulled him out of his thoughts.  "Huh?" Weylin stopped, looking at her. "Well, can you help me with something?" "What is it?" The assassin asked, feeling a bit confused.  "Do you know how dad is related to The Rainbow Fairy Home?" Weylin asked in a low tone, confusion evident in his eyes. 

The Diamond Casino, one of the most famous casinos of England, was decorated with bright lights and lavishly looking interiors, making it look like it truly deserved its name. Today the leader of The Black Panther was supposed to have a gambling match with the leader of The Devils at that particular casino. People in black suits surrounded the casino, from both inside and outside. Half part of the casino was blocked, keeping a no-entry board to keep the normal gamblers and VIPs away from the area. Since Diamond Casino was one of the famous casinos, Blake Turner couldn't stop its activities just because they were supposed to have a gambling match. So in the evening, Blake Turner's bodyguards completely blocked half of the casino, especially the VIP lot while other bodyguards still guarded the entire casino. There was gossiping and chattering all over the casino regarding the changing environment of the casino that day. "Did you see the change in the air?" "Of course, you idio

"Young Master!" Shadow exclaimed as she was pulled inside the room suddenly. "What are you doing?!" "It's all because of you!" Weylin screamed, throwing the vase against the opposite wall. "Why do you have to win? Now I have to merge my business with him!"  "Y-young m-maste-" "I hate everything related to arms dealing," Weylin huffed, glaring at the assassin. "I planned to stay away from dad's business but now I cannot just avoid it. It's all because of you!"  "Please calm down first!" Shadow tried to speak, unable to control the situation.   Till date, she handled everything in her own way. But never ever she had to face such a situatio

Blake Turner was pacing up and down, looking as worried as ever. Before going upstairs, Shadow glanced at him, signalling him not to worry about them. But looking into the situation, he couldn't keep his mind at peace.  It has been such a long time and neither Shadow nor Weylin are showing up. Blake thought, clenching his fists. Should I just go and check on the situation?  Making up to check on the situation, Blake Turner was about to turn towards the door when the door suddenly opened.  "Weylin?" Blake was taken aback. He didn't expect his son to visit him first. "Are you alright?" He asked worriedly. "Da

"What?!"  Weylin Turner exclaimed, unable to process those words. For a moment he felt like his entire world, his dreams and everything crumbled in front of him. He always dreamt of marrying his lady love. He was ready to sacrifice everything but his love life. The moment he realised that his marriage was fixed with someone he didn't even know made him feel like everything was snatched away in front of his eyes and he couldn't even do anything to stop it. But being a mighty mafia leader, he couldn't just break down in front of everyone.  "Dad?" Weylin's voice almost became inaudible.  "Yes?" Blake's gaze somehow seemed cold, rather helpless.  "We need to talk," the young master mumbled, looking a