Amy was alone in her room. She was resting her back on the backrest of the bed and had her laptop before her. Irvin had told her to be calm and strategic if she wants to take back everything that Martha had stolen from her.Martha was her stepsister but the greatest thorn in her flesh. Amy was busy searching for online works that she can engage in cause considering the fact that Martha was the most powerful woman in NorthHill who also has the support of the most powerful man in NorthHill, it will be impossible for her to get accepted by any company.She had heard of how people make six figure and even seven figures doing online works. While she was busy searching the internet for which particular online work fits her gift and her potential. Something she will enjoy doing and at the same time, make money from it, she heard a knock on her door. Could that be Irvin? If Irvin was to come here, she was supposed to tell her. Amy pushed her laptop to a side and got dressed properly as she w

Broderick couldn't believe his ears, the CEO of Meedaq's group said she was too busy to meet with him? What an insult! Did everyone suddenly forgot that he was the most powerful man in NorthHill?Broderick felt threatened and asked Brett who was still on the phone despite the sudden long silence of his boss, "what time does their company close?" "5PM every Monday to Fridays, sir, "Brett responded. "Okay." Broderick said and hung the call up. He immediately placed a call across to his head of guard, once he answered, he commanded," arrange the cars, we are heading to Meedaq's group""Got it boss."Broderick stood from his seat immediately and walked out of his office, while he was heading out, Martha saw him and approached him, "Hubby, where are you heading to?" "I need to meet with the CEO of Meedaq's group," Broderick paused and said calmly. "Oh! Why is that?" Martha asked. She didn't know whom the CEO of Meedaq's group was precisely but she know she was a woman so she was still

Broderick paused and looked at her in surprise," you deny my apology?" "I did." Joan responded. Broderick smirked, the fuck is wrong with these Muslim women? "What else do you want? Money?" Broderick asked. "Actually my boss is richer than you," Joan said and brought out a carefully drafted letter out of a file then stretched it to Broderick. Broderick's men were stunned that there was a woman in NorthHill who dare to speak to Broderick this way. "Boss, shall we deal with her?" One of Broderick's men asked him. Broderick felt his ego bruised with what Joan said but he didn't react, he collected the letter and when he was about to tear it open, Joan spoke, "Don't." "So why did you give me?" "My boss wants you to give this letter to the woman who made you loose your memory," Joan said. Broderick dragged her table and flipped it over, making everything in it crash. He was so angry," what the fuck did you and your boss meant by the woman that made me lose my memory? Did you thin

Broderick and his men drove inside B Hotel. Once the door of the car opened, he stepped down and saw hundreds of others cars parked in the mansion. Today, the Alessandro's family home and abroad had come together for their clan's urgent meeting and B Hotel hall was used as their meeting point. Broderick stepped inside the hall and saw a large number of people seated. He couldn't even recognize many of them since many of the older ones prefer to give birth to their children in other developed countries so they can get the citizenship of those developed countries. Broderick had never seen any reason to travel abroad, he rather wants NorthHill to rise from a developing country to a developed country. He was fully patriotic unlike many who were here today. Broderick noticed that many had a malicious look on their face. Weren't they supposed to be cheerful and greet him? Broderick went to seat amidst one of the seats while he awaits the presence of the Clan master.The eldest of a clan i

Amy's heart constricted in fear at the sudden pull but her mind calmed on seeing Broderick Alessandro. "Broderick!" She called surprisingly and relaxed. "Why did you stop being scared? Did you think think I can not hurt you?" Broderick asked seeing that her fearful face was now calm but Amy smiled. "You can't hurt me," Amy responded calmly. "It's not because you are not capable too. It's because you won't." "Don't underestimate what I can do," Broderick said with a hard gaze. "Why are you angry?" Amy asked. They were both standing before eachother. "I'm not angry at you, I'm angry at myself cause I'm not happy." He responded and loosened his grip on her hand slowly. "You aren't happy? Why? Who made you sad?" "Actually, ever since I lost my memory, I have been sad. Did you know what it means when you wished so bad to recollect at least one event that had happened in the past but you just couldn't. I'm living my life based on what someone told me happened in my past." Broderick

Michael stood upright and wait until the face of the female figure became clearer, seeing that it was Amy, he wondered what she was doing at the hotel. Was she working here or...? Amy walked towards him and smirked, "Congratulations." "Amy!" He called as if he was seeing a ghost. Not like he didn't know he will meet her at NorthHill, it was just that he wasn't expecting to meet her here. "Don't act like you are surprised to see me," Amy said. Michael smiled, "nice to see you again, Amy." Amy then walked away from him while Michael simply watched. He wondered why she looked so confident before him? He was the most powerful man in NorthHill now yet she looked fearless. Later in the evening, Amy was holding her phone and was smiling, more like she was blushing. She loved what she was seeing. Joan noticed the expression on her face and commented," you look exceptionally happy." Amy looked at her and nodded then continued what she was doing. Joan came to her side suddenly and tried

Michael was immediately attended to and seeing how he had blood all over his mouth, the chief of the police who had come asked him," Mr. Michael, who did this to you?""This Bastard of course," he pointed to Broderick. The cheif of police immediately ordered his men to go ahead and arrest Broderick while he placed a call across to the ambulance team to immediately come and help Michael. "No," Amy tried to stop the police from arresting Broderick but they wouldn't listen. "Please respect yourself, miss," one of the cops said with a stern look because Amy had stood before Broderick, guarding them from reaching him. Broderick stepped away from her back and walked to them, his two hands was immediately shoved to the back and he was handcuffed then taken away. Tears rushed down Amy's face. So a time will come when Broderick can get arrested by the cops? It's true that people only respect you cause of the value you offer and not because of who you are. If Broderick was still the most po

"Amy of course." Callan responded to the skinny woman."The fuck is your ex wife doing here? I thought she has given birth to six kids for another man and had moved on with her life?" Joan Ansel asked angrily."Are you trying to be a nuisance, Joan? You seduced and deceived me in the past into keeping an affair with you eventhough you know that I am a married man. Did you think I ever loved you? No, I did not. So stop acting like you are important to me," Callan said to Joan."What! You are speaking to me this way just because of this trash!" Joan Ansel pointed to Amy."If you dare to call me trash again, I will teach you a lesson," Amy intercepted."Amy Owen, you are a fucking trash!" Joan Ansel said.Amy walked over to her and threw a resounding slap to her cheek. Joan Ansel couldn't believe it."Callan, are you going to watch her slap me?" Joan asked."I've had enough of your nagging. Now get out of my house," Callan commanded."What!" Joan Ansel was shocked.Callan called on the h

When Broderick and Amy got inside his car, Amy asked him,"how did you escape the prison?" "A powerful man is not just someone who is the richest person, a powerful man is the most mysterious man. Michael thinks he's powerful cause he owns my company, that's not how power works. You need to will power by reason of your influence. Being a powerful man is not even a position that can be inherited, power is not a throne, it's a force," Broderick said. Although Amy didn't understand everything that Broderick said now but she thought that it will make sense in the future. "You kissed me?" "I do and I don't feel guilty about it." "Yet you have a wife?""I don't love her," Broderick finally said what Amy had been willing to hear. Amy felt happy hearing that. So eventhough Broderick lost his memory, he still doesn't love Martha. That's so sweet, Amy thought. Amy felt releived seeing that Broderick was now out. Joan placed a call across to her and said," I can see that you have entered B

"Amy, please respond," Broderick requested when he saw that she was quiet, it was only then that Amy realized that she didn't utter the word 'yes' out. She said it in her mind. She fluttered her eyes opened and said, "I wish we are truly together, we can have sex all we want without feeling guilty." Amy had tears on her face when she thought of so many obstacles that surrounds them."Don't worry about those ones, just keep your heart with me and let's have fun," Broderick cleaned the tears on her face. Amy held his long dick and could feel the veins that had popped out of his hard dick. "I know you told me not to mention your wife but I want to ask, since you don't love your wife, why don't you divorce her?" "I can do that for you," Broderick responded. "What if she did not sign the divorce papers?" Amy asked. Broderick thought in silence and said, "about her kids ..." Broderick wondered how unfair it would be to divorce a woman who already has six kids for him? "Those kids are