Free Web NovelChapter 226: The Team Gathers
The next day dawned with every major newspaper publishing the headlines related to his past and plastering his uncovered face on the front page.
A crowd of journalists and paparazzi had gathered outside Kincaid International trying to get a glimpse of Zyair and ask him the burning questions.
Even a few of his clients from Mirage had found their way outside Kincaid International just to get a glimpse of him. Some were very keenly giving juicy tidbits to paparazzi on how good he was in bed.
Zyair’s security team kept them at bay as Zyair and Skyla entered through their underground parking lot and exited the car. Kail was with them and remained behind them until they reached the elevator.
Skyla held his hand and occasionally pressed it, letting him know she was there for him but their faces were extremely ashen.
Her worried eyes wandered to him and all she could find in his was disappointment.
He didn’t say a word as he reached his office and buried himself in work, refusing to acknowledge the people who were stopping at nothing but to hurt him.
Zyair knew soon the fake masks of the people who surrounded him just for their benefit would fall and their true faces would be revealed just like the Media’s.
"Should I work from your office?" Skyla asked, seeing him bent over his desk.
"No, the company will need you. I am useless these days," he abruptly said, trying to hide the swirling cyclone of emotions in his eyes.
"You are not useless, Zyair. You are dealing with a lot, it’s understandable to rely on others in a time like this. We are here for you." Skyla moved closer and crushed him to her chest while her fingers slowly combed his hair.
He stayed quiet and it shattered Skyla even more to see how broken he seemed. She had to start preparing for the press conference she had decided to hold in a few days and she knew she would need Lawrence, Huria, Mawar and Erin’s help.
Skyla’s phone rang and she fished it out of her bag and checked the caller ID. It was Erdith. Skyla picked up.
"Hey! Skyla, how are you? I am so sorry for what happened, I just want to let you know that my company and I stand by you and Mr Zyair in this tough time. If you need anything just let me know and pass my regards to Mr Zyair."
A tingle of tension eased in Skyla as she stared at her man but was proud of Erdith.
"Thank you! So much, Erdith. We appreciate it."
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The morning newspaper brought unexpected news for Mithias Kincaid as he sat at his dining table having breakfast. He was in disbelief as he read the headlines.
"The CEO of Kincaid International used to be a call-boy; the naked truth of Zyair Kincaid."
The blood in his veins boiled over and his teeth gnashed so loudly against each other that one could believe they would fall out. Fisting his hand he brought it down on the table with a bang.
"What a fucking joke they had turned the company. It’s time he has to go," he growled to himself while folding the paper and getting up from the table, pushing his chair back.
"Get the car ready, we are heading over to Meena Mansion," he thundered to his chauffeur while straightening his wrinkle-free coat.
His greying hair were still thick and combed back smoothly. The man, although obnoxious in nature, had finesse and knew how to carry himself. There was nothing displaced about him or his surroundings.
He headed over to Meena Mansion, fuming and planning. He knew this was time to hit the iron as it was flaming red hot and displace Zyair to bring the company under his thumb. All his attempts to usurp it had gone futile so far, as his employees remained loyal to him.
But no one knew Zyair was nothing but a piece of trash risen from the slums. Now they did and Mithias was confident he could convince quite a few of them to betray Zyair and shake hands with him, the real heir to Kincaid International.
Reaching the mansion he barged inside as if he owned the place. Meena was about to leave for her boutique when Mithias walked in, taking off his branded sunglasses and holding a folded newspaper in his hand. Seeing her his face morphed into an angered one.
"What’s the meaning of this Meena? You people found a fucking man-whore to hand over the company to?" He spat at her while waving the newspaper, showing her the atrocious headlines.
Meena returned his gaze with her contemptuous one.
"Watch your tongue, Mithias. This is my son you are talking about while standing inside my home."
Mithias sardonically snorted, shaking his head at his sister-in-law.
"Your son? A fucking pornstar. You found no one else in this world besides him. The company has become a joke to you people that any riff-raff can handle it. I won’t let you and that weasel destroy my brother’s company."
Mithias knew following this development, the shares of the company were bound to fall. He would start buying and breaking off important members. Other companies and investors will withdraw their support and clients wouldn’t want to deal with someone with this kind of reputation.
"Watch it, Mithias or I would have to call the security and have you thrown outside for insulting my son. He is a million times the man you and others can ever wish to be. His past doesn’t define him, his actions do," she answered with hatred dancing raw in her eyes, she didn’t even sugarcoat her words. Her stance remained upright, she wouldn’t cower in front of this man.
"You have grown quite the horns. It will be my pleasure to cut them. All in due time, this won’t be the last of what you would be hearing from me."
Mithias threw one last cursory look towards the seething woman, his icy blue eyes were dark and cold just like Doran’s. He covered them with his sunglasses yet again before walking out of the Meena Mansion.
The elderly woman was furious, she knew how ruthless Mithias could be. He didn’t care who stood in his way, his ambitions bulldozed everyone just to attain what he desired.
And with Zyair in such a fragile state she didn’t have a positive feeling from this. Her heart had this unease creeping into it that she had to protect her son no matter what it took.
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Skyla had called Huria, Lawrence and Mawar for assistance. Lawrence had brought Mawar alone, her bubbly enthusiasm was missing today.
"Skyla, I am so sorry. I don’t even know what Mr Zyair must be going through," Mawar lamented.
"That’s why we have to help him and shut everyone up," Skyla answered as they held hands.
Zyair had gone home early. Skyla had requested him to take a break. Kail took him along. It was chaotic in the company and they were trying to deal with the repercussions.
They all sat down in Skyla’s office with Eris; the head of the tech and media team joined them.
They needed him for what Skyla wished to unfold. Before they began she solemnly addressed them.
"What we are about to do should remain between us. It might be one of the most difficult tasks we will have to manage but we owe this to him and I can’t do this alone. This should only remain between the five of us. So can I ask for your discretion and aid on this?"
Everyone agreed and promised their full support. Skyla laid out her plan and thus the quest to bring everyone who had harmed Zyair began.
