Novels by Jahsmine

Tap, tap, tap! Three successive silent but audible knocks landed on Mr. Rex's gate just a few minutes past 8 in the morning. Usually, the postman would have dropped the mails in the mailbox neatly carved outside, so Silas couldn't understand why he decided to knock this time around.Who else would it be? Peasants wouldn't come knocking at their door at any time of the day, let alone early in the morning. The second set of knocks disrupted his thoughts, and he finally stood up and yawned on his way to the gate.Yuck! he blurted out. It was the cops, and most importantly, Walton. He couldn't even take a second glance at him; he felt sick instantly. By this time, the cops demanded that he lead the way, and he obliged. None of the rest of the family were awake yet.The leading sergeant asked for Mr. Rex, and Silas replied that he was still in bed. Mr. Rex woke up with a start, feeling dizzy, but Silas kept pressing that his immediate attention was needed in the living room, without darin

Then Walton,a generally kind hearted person bent on taking revenge,flashed a mischievous smile at lilian and she instantly got it. She knew something would be wrong but she still counted on her Family's riches-oh her Family?She looked at her mum but she avoided eye contact with her, her Father was doing the same. They all couldn't eat at the party,just a few crumbs and that was all. A sensation of guilt ran through them all. They all decided it was time to leave. Indeed it was but they were stopped by a courier boy. He explained he had a parcel for them that the Groom wished to give them. Lilian snatched it but Her Father instructed her not to open it until they arrived home. Barely getting home,Lilian tore the parcel open,and brought out what looked like some important document but it wasn't. She discovered the same word was written all over and over again. Silas went through the papers and confirmed it and so did Rhea. Lilian dumped the parcel on the floor asking the ma

The anger flared up as he got off from the property of the Rex family's villa, so much that he could hardly breathe properly.His mind was already settled now, and there was absolutely nobody who was going to change his decision now.He had decided that he was going to accept Grandpa Lawson's proposal and marry Rachael.Soon, he got to the road and boarded a cab that was heading to the Batesville group of companies.Staring at the street that laid before him, he didn't realize when they got to the Villa.Paying off the driver, he walked gradually over to the gates, his feet barely touching the ground, but when he got there, the security crossed him.“What are you doing here?” One of the security guards, who seemed to be their leader from the badge that he was wearing walked up towards him.“I'm here to see Rachel,” Walton replied, thinking that it was a normal procedure that everyone had to go through.But it turned out that he was mistaken.The eyes of the security officer made a qui

Lillian's words came to him from behind with a loud hiss. “The Patricia of the Rex family will be having his birthday tomorrow. And he wanted to see you do well to get that broken ass of yours off.” The initial frown on her face deepened.After the sudden pause, Walton nodded his head without turning around towards her.He nodded his head and sped off from the room. His next point of call was the bank, he needed to get some cash for his upkeep as soon as possible.He could already see the bank, which was not far from the vicinity, and he gradually made his way towards it. Nosing through the edging crowd that was littered in the place, he soon got to the receptionist's table, expecting the receptionist to recognize him from their previous encounter.But when her head was finally raised towards him. It turned out that he was mistaken. This was not the same receptionist who had attended to him ; they had been switched.The nose of the receptionist twitched with so much anger immediatel

“ Yes, you did, and I and my grandfather would forever be grateful to you.” Rachel replied, and Walton's lips coiled into a smile.“ At least I didn't have a full bad day. Now I am also wealthy and could live the life I have always wanted.” He said and Rachel chuckled.“ Let's go” she said and Walton followed behind her.It took just twenty minutes to get to the hospital where Rachel's grandfather was admitted and soon enough, they were in front of his ward.Walton couldn't go in because he was nervous. Lawson Bates had always been his role model since he was a teenager, and he always wished to be more wealthy than Lawson Bates, but what life had in store for him was different from what he had dreamed of.“ Don't tell me you're nervous” Rachel asked amusingly and Walton inhaled sharply.“ Who wouldn't? I would be meeting the world's richest man today, and you want me to be composed without getting nervous? He is my role model since I was a teenager, so meeting him today, is a blessing

Walton stood there as if he was electrocuted. The receptionist was just fired because of him, and he just couldn't help but feel grateful and at the same time confused.The elegant lady wasn't someone he knew from anywhere because she looked like someone from a luxurious family, so why then did she help him?Walton kept staring at the lady until she walked to the place where he sat down. She squatted in front of him and stretched her right hand forward for him to hold and stand up.At first, Walton was hesitant, but nevertheless, he placed his hand on hers, and she helped him up.She turned around looking for someone and when her eyes landed on the person, she left Walton to go meet him.“ I am sorry, Miss Rachel. I will find someone competent for the job” the man who seemed like the manager apologized.“ I would rather not see her anywhere close to this bank, or I will shut it down” Rachel said and turned around, walking away.Walton had no option other than to follow her out of the

He turned off the car's engine and alighted the car. He raised his head to check out the name of the shopping mall.“ShopGood.” He muttered to himself. Beside the name were initials, which made Maxwell know that he owned the shopping mall.Mr. Jude had told him about a hathe ck of the identity of their various assets all over the world.An initials of “S.D” was always added beneath the name of the asset, which stood for SkyDrive.Maxwell sighed; he walked into the mall but was met by some uproar. A young girl of almost his age stood by the counter, with a pot-bellied man raining insults on her. The girl was no doubt the center of attraction, and Maxwell wondered why the man could be so harsh to rain insults on such a girl.As he approached the inside of the mall, he began to understand what was going on.“Where could you have seen such an amount of money? You are just a pauper living by the streets, I am sure you stole this money from someone.” The pot-bellied man shouted, and everyon

Maxwell was a bit stunned by the men's chorus greetings, but still, he maintained his composure and walked gracefully into the study, as Mr Jude had taught him beforehand.“You may rise.” He said, after some seconds of nervousness. Thankfully, Mr Jude had taught him all of these before the meeting.The men all raised their heads and took their seats. Maxwell also took his seat on the high floor.Mr Jude cleared his throat and stood up from where he was seated.“Fellow Directors, I am happy to inform you that all conditions have been met, and his lord, Maxwell Arnold, has taken over as the chief executive owner of the SkyDrive group of companies.” Mr Jude said, and there was a rumble of applause in the entire study.Maxwell had never felt so honored before, a smile was boldly written on his lips. It somehow felt fun as the men addressed him as “my Lord.”“My Lord, these are the top directors of our companies, each one of them holding a very important position in their respective compan

Mr. Jude couldn't help the joy that rushed down his spine; alas, he had finally fulfilled Mr. Smith's dying wish.“Thank you, Maxwell.” He said warmly. He grabbed a pen from the stationary cup and passed it to him.Without wasting much time, he signed the papers, making him the latest multi-billionaire in town.Suddenly, Mr Jude sprang up from his seat, went on his knees, and bowed slightly before Maxwell.“Greetings, my Lord.” He muttered, racing up his two hands as a means of honor and reverence. Maxwell was dumbfounded, he rushed to his feet and helped Mr Jude up.“No, please. You are like a father to me; you already fill that empty spot in my life; you shouldn't bow before me.” Maxwell said as he pulled Mr Jude up gently.“But still, you are my master.” Mr Jude insisted while Maxwell sighed.“Father, don't do that please,” Maxwell muttered, his voice full of love and emotions that Mr Jude's heart skipped a beat. Ever since his whole family was involved in a brutal accident, with

“Is this some kind of a joke?” Maxwell spat out in shock, he tightened his grip around the knife he held and focused his gaze directly at the old man's eyeballs.“No, it's not. It's just the truth.” The old man replied. He grabbed some napkins and wiped them off his mouth.Maxwell could feel himself getting uneasy, he began to sweat profusely despite the cool air conditioner which blew cold air into the living room.“Are you sure you’ve not gotten the wrong person?” He asked in concern, while the old man gave him a wide smile.“C’mon, aren't you Maxwell? Maxwell Arnold?” The old man asked, causing further confusion in Maxwell's mind.“How on earth did he know my name?” He muttered to himself as he took in a deep breath.The old man noticed Maxwell's confusion and decided to tell him about everything.“Listen, son, there is something you don't know, and I will gladly tell you about it now.” He paused to gulp down his juice.The minor breaks in between his speech made Maxwell a bit agit

“Are you kidding me?” Maxwell asked in surprise, while Robert still struggled to catch his breath.“No, I am not. How come you didn't tell me that you are from a wealthy family?” Robert asked, leaving Maxwell in a dazed state.“Wealthy family? What's happening?” Maxwell screamed. He could feel himself going crazy any time soon.“Someone paid for your bail, you are free now,” Robert answered Maxwell's question, but it only stirred up more questions in Maxwell's mind.“Who was that person? And why would he pay for my bail? What exactly is going on?” Maxwell thought within himself. There was no use asking Robert; he seemed exactly as confused as he was.After about three minutes, Maxwell had calmed down and was led outside by Robert.He was shocked to see three luxurious helicopters standing beautifully in the compound of the police station. He was sure each copter would be worth nothing less than a billion dollars. His mouth opened wide when the sergeant bowed before him and called him

Maxwell was still in a dazed state when one of the officers placed a handcuff on his hands. He was arraigned into the police van, and one of the officers took over his car.“How did you have that in your car?” The officer who had checked his documents earlier asked him. He was the one guarding Maxwell in the van's trunk.Maxwell looked at the officer's identity card, Robert Lawson was boldly written on it.“Robert, right?” Maxwell asked while the officer nodded.“Robert, will you believe me if I tell you that I know nothing about the incident?” Maxwell said, and Robert sighed.“So are you saying that you were framed?” Robert asked him, his eyes glued to Maxwell's.“I can't say for sure, but that's the most likely possibility.” He said in response to Robert's question.“I can relate with you. I have handled lots of cases in which the offender was most likely framed by someone else.” Robert paused and examined Maxwell's expression.“Do you, by chance, have anyone in mind who could have