CHAPTER 1: LAW FRIER

A ripple of terror washed over the businessmen as they felt

an overwhelming aura looming over them.

A lady whom they know by the name of Law Frier, made her way

into the meeting hall with her four cousins — Harvey, Caden, Deniel, and Warren

— Rain, their butler, right behind them.

They walked confidently, postures perfect, chins held high.

Everyone couldn't keep their eyes off of them, but their gazes longer more on

her. Law.

She doesn't show any emotion. And the frightening presence

of strength they felt was coming from her.

Once they enter in the meeting hall, everyone in the hall

immediately stood, lowering their heads as a sign of respect, and one can see

the terror in their eyes.

"L-lady Law, we didn't expect the Friers' visit,"

one of the businessmen said, but she ignored him and made her way to the throne

situated on the stage in front of the long table around which the businessmen

gathered. She sat on her seat, and her cousins sat down beside her.

"The meeting shall start over," Caden ordered

coldly, and they did as they were told.

The Friers lent their ears in the duration of the meeting,

even throwing some suggestions and their opinions on the matter, but Law

impatiently tapped her fingers on the table, a telltale that she didn't like

what she was hearing.

"The Montenegro's commercial land on the Philippines is

the best spot to build our new branch," Mr. Walter spoke.

"We already told them about the benefits they'll get if

they agree, yet we haven't received a single reply, " Mr. Tsong-go pointed

out.

"Because the Mondragons are also after their

land," Mr. Marasigan stated.

"What!?" everyone chorused angrily. All hell broke

loose, and everyone pitched in their complaints, until all voices melded

together into one chaotic orchestra.

Law raised an eyebrow, trying not to roll her eyes. Harvey,

on the other hand, didn't take the noise all too well. He slammed his fist on

the table, causing the businessmen to stop their bickering abruptly.

They looked at the source of the sound, and their faces

paled as white as Harvey's fist.

*"Shut the fck up,"** Harvey seethed, emphasizing

each word slowly.

Harvey was a scary man, but Law was scarier.

Everyone turned to her and saw the continuous tapping of her

fingers. She was stoic as ever, her blank facial expression not betraying any

of her anger. But they felt the calm rage she emitted.

They squirmed in their chairs, drifting their eyes away from

her when her cold eyes landed on them.

"O-our Apologies Sir Harvey," they said in unison.

"The meeting shall continue," Harvey said coldly,

"but if any of you so much as raise your voices above a damn whisper, I'll

make sure none of you ever speak again."

Everyone gulped and nodded in reply.

Mr. Marasigan bravely spoke first. "As I was saying,

Mondragons are also after their land and the Montenegros can't decide

immediately because they are pressed between two powerful and influential

families."

All of them nodded in agreement.

"Then we should wait their reply," another

businessman supplied.

Law's eyes snapped to the person and stopped tapping her

fingers.

The man gulped, suddenly feeling cold.

"No," Law ordered. She stood from her seat and

looked at everyone's eyes.  "You're

all businessmen, which means all of you are good at dealing with business and

financial matters, you should all know that time is of the essence.

"It's my time, and they're wasting it. It's my money,

and they're doing nothing but sitting idly and cower when two powerful families

fight over their property." She walked around the table, making the men

flinch at her stare.

"All of you are part of a committee chosen by my very

own father to deal with matters concerning what you know best, that's why y'all

are here, yet none of you had shown me even the slightest bit of

competence." She licked her bottom lip in frustration.

"Which family are you from?" she asked as she

stopped behind the man who gave the idiotic suggestion.

"C-Custo-custodio, M-my La-lady." The hairs on the

back of his neck stood, and the skin on his arms prickled with goose flesh when

Law leaned to him, her mouth inches away from his ear.

She whispered, "You should watch what you're saying,

especially when I'm around."

His body shook fearfully, and he nodded, head bowed

solemnly.

Law stood straight, looking at everyone, and making them

immediately look away to avoid eye contact.

"We are no longer going to ask for the land." She

paused and made her way up, back to her throne. "Because we are going to

take it with or without their say."

Their eyes widen in shock, and they started to sweat despite

the whirring of the air conditioner ringing in their ears.

"Oh, don't look so surprised," Warren said

haughtily. "Y'all should know what a Frier is capable of." Smirking

amusedly, he stood up and put his hands in his coat pocket.

"Additionally, waiting is not what we do," Deniel

added. "We do not beg. We do not follow anyone's conditions, we make our

own."

Law's eyes were cold,

Law's eyes were cold, but behind her eyelids was an intense

fire, burning and pillaging everything that stood in its way. She glared at

them, challenging them to speak up, to disobey.

But No one was brave enough to disagree, however, not

because it wasn't true, but because they knew what the price to pay was when

they dared to defy the Friers.A

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