Hours ago
After leaving the company, Scott headed to his favourite club, Chessire.
Patrons of Chessire are mostly from elite families and their approved circles.
Scott had barely settled in his assigned lounge when his minions gravitated to his side.
Scott might not be on the same scale as the likes of Daniel Cross, but he was still the heir of a known company.
Scott had bragged in their presence about handling the company soon.
Now that the old man was dead, they knew Scott was worth far more.
“Young master, now that you are the chairman, please don't forget us," a young man said as he moved closer to toast Scott.
“Yes, Chairman Lancaster. You can't forget us now, you know. We have always been loyal to you,” a lady said coquettishly, batting her eyelashes at him, even though she w
