Hollywood Zenith

" Hello? Mr Nelson?" Samuel said in a pleasant tone. He wanted to have a easy conversation before dropping the bombshell on the poor old man.

" Yes? Who is this? How do you get this number?" The man on the other end sounded irritated after all not many people had his personal cell. Read exclusive content at empire

" I am Samuel Rothschild, I am sure you have heard of me." Samuel properly introduced himself.

" Yes, I know. Why are you calling me? How do you get this number?"

" That can wait. I have been having a problem recently so I thought I let you know before I did something outrageous."

" Boy, you have some guts to call me out of the blue. I don't have time to listen to your nonsense. Forget this number and don't contact me again, this time I will not be lenient." Nelson was outraged. Was he someone who would tolerate such disrespect from a snotty brat?

Everyone in the world would either cower in fear or be polite with him, even his enemies didn't dare to talk to him so openly. He had no equals and he knew it which was why he was so irritated by Samuel's call. Who the hell leaked his personal cell?

" I thought it was the other way around."

" Brat! Are you talking down on me? I am in a important meeting. I don't have time to talk to some hotshot who is barely out of his diapers." Nelson practically shouted stunning people beside him.

It was close to midnight in Paris but in New York, the time was still around six in the evening. Nelson valued his time a lot because he knew that was the one thing he couldn't control. For him, every second counts and he wasn't going to waste them on some young punk.

" You don't have to yell at me old man, unlike you I am still young and healthy. If you don't want to talk to me it's fine. I was just giving you a warning about the upcoming war, or more like a massacre of everything you hold dear."

" Are you out of your mind? How dare you threaten me?!" Nelson was boiling at this point. He didn't know what gave Samuel the right to lecture him like this out of the blue. Honestly, he was very confused about the whole situation but his anger was clouding his judgement.

" Yes. Do you want me to apologize?" Samuel asked with a chuckle. By now, Richard was awake and was hearing their conversation, unfortunately he was only able to hear one side of it.

Samuel was holding his neck pressing it just enough for him to not make a sound. With a snap of his wrist he could send the piece of shit to hell but he didn't want him to get a easy way out. He was going to strip him of his false bravado and leave his suffering to his fate. Whether he survived or not was none of his concerns.

"...."

" Alright, I will give you an apology." Samuel said again, pushing the phone toward Richard and loosening his grip. With eyes that could kill, he stared at the little weasel scaring him so much that he actually shat his pants!

" Father...father...please forgive me...please save me...please." Richard was sobbing uncontrollably without any hesitation. He knew only his father could take him out of this dreadful situation.

" You...Richard...is that you? You bastard! What did you do to my son!?" Nelson's fury reached the limit. He didn't care about who saw him or what he said in front of others, he wanted to know what the hell was going on!

" I didn't do anything. I took mercy on him once but he again tried to play games with me tonight. Now I am wondering whether I should just finish him or give him another chance. I hate to see him take the easy way out." Samuel said in an icy tone which made Nelson realize that the young man was serious.

" Y-you wouldn't dare-"

" Why not? In your pursuit of power, you neglected one thing, your son. Do you know where I found him? In the underbelly of Paris hooked on god knows what, there are girls here probably his men kidnapped them from some place and even guards patrolling the whole place like it's some sort of palace. You chose to ignore his deeds and look where it got you?

All your money and power is nothing when you have no one to leave it to right?" By now, it was Samuel's turn to yell at him. He was pissed at the situation, how could any father let his son do such heinous acts? Wouldn't putting Richard out of his misery directly benefit his future victims?

" Please...don't....he is my only son. I beg you." The old man said with some difficulty. As the current head of the Rockefeller empire, he never had opportunity to apologize to anyone since he took his seat. But when faced with possibility of losing his son, he couldn't do anything but beg!

" Old man, listen to me very carefully. I know our families had been enemies but I want to give you an important advice. Your son has gotten himself into a mountain of trouble, sooner or later someone would come to collect his debt so I urge you to start looking into what he has been doing these past few years.

Lock him up or torture him to death, I don't really care but if he dare to hurt another soul. I promise you, I will destroy him and your whole house without a second thought. I don't people who get in my way especially smug bastards who don't know their place." Samuel paused and sighed.

He really wanted to do it but he knew he couldn't. He could feel desperation in Nelson's voice, if he really take Richard's life it would only lead to a full scale war which would directly impact thousands or even millions of families.

No matter how much he wanted to take revenge, his logical brain was telling him to let it go. People like Richard would face the consequences of their actions in the future.