“What is going on here?” Jason asked when he got to Kalamaro mansion and he met the normally calm Mrs Sloane waiting for him outside, wringing her hands as she paced. She rushed forward as Jason came out of his car and handed the key to one of the men to park the car in its rightful position.“Oh, it is a good thing that you are back, sir. You are welcome” her wedges plopping on the asphalt, she halted at a respectable distance away from Jason, worry evident on her face.“What is the issue?” he asked again.“It is that new maid, the one you introduced, sir”“Why is everyone talking about that girl today?” Jason said in anger “Are you tired of your job now, Mrs Sloane?” his anger cut sharp like a jagged edge towards the middle-aged woman and she swallowed before continuing what she had to say. Mrs Sloane had always seen an amiable look on the new lord of Kalamaro and a smile from time to time. She wondered who angered him so and prayed that she was not about to lose her well-paying jo

Mateo banged the front door on his way out so hard that the sound resounded throughout the building.They were in the Eastwood residence of the Fitzgerald, where Matteo's men brought her after beating up the unfortunate maid. He had pampered her a lot as she complained over and over again about how she was mistreated in Jason’s residence. How she was made to do the work that was meant for a lowly maid. He hired a top-notch masseuse to help massage her callused hands, pampered her with the best of clothing and even hired a personal shopper for her to handle all her purchases as she had complained of not having the strength to go shopping. Whatever she demanded, she got with just a snap of her fingers.Matteo felt he at least had to oblige her for the fact that her wedding had been ruined. Their wedding, actually but it had not mattered much to him. He only did it to pacify her and because he could afford it. Plus the bonus of how it could help him gain more acceptance from his father.

Matteo couldn’t believe his ears when his manager stumbled up the driveway of the Eastwood palatial estate. After sending Sonia on her way to a shopping spree as a reward for how he spoke to her the last time, he thought he was about to have a peaceful afternoon to himself.Sonia’s nagging was getting on his nerves, his father was blaming him for every little thing and accusing him of being the reason why their family name would be smudged.Ever since the wedding fiasco, his father, known for his short temper, had become even more so. He found faults with him and told him he better hope that everything died down or he would be disowned.Matteo did not want to believe it was possible but it seemed to him like his father, the mighty Patriarch of Fitzgerald’s family was afraid of something. Matteo was pissed that he had no idea of what it was, his father refused to tell him also but he didn’t stop sending barbed comments his way from time to time.On the other hand was Sonia, the once sw

Filled with indignation, Matteo got in his car with the anticipation of how he was going to bash someone quickening his blood. Nothing gave him as much joy as having someone reduced to rubble in his presence after all.Who was the idiot who dared piss off the Fitzgeralds? He wondered. He couldn’t think of anyone who would be dense enough in the whole of Dengal to take him on so it was only logical that the intruder had come from outside town. Still, whoever it was had made a huge mistake and he was about to pay dearly for his stupidity.Motorists were leaving the road and parking aside as they recognised Matteo’s sports car whizzed by followed by the unmarked cars of his bodyguards. Everyone knew that when the young Fitzgerald master was going driving at such a speed with more than one jeep containing his bodyguards; it could only mean one thing. Somebody was about to be crushed!They wondered who was so unfortunate to attract the fury of the young master and most of them were so happ

“The young master would be fine. He only had a mild concussion. I will prescribe some medication for him to take and he would be fine”The head doctor of Light and Life Hospital, the most prestigious hospital owned by one of Fitzgerald’s subordinates said as he looked at his chart and then nodded at Jose. He looked back at Matteo and wondered why the young master was not saying anything especially since he was sure that he was still awake.Who could understand the ways of the idly rich? The man thought to himself, wise enough not to let his displeasure show at the way the hospital management called him away from a life-threatening surgery he was about to do just so he could attend to someone who only had a concussion.“Are you sure?” Jose asked, his eyes on Matteo as he wondered if that vicious lady had done any permanent damage to the young master’s health. Though the nurses revived him instantly before the doctor could get there, he had been suspiciously quiet. Did the blow rattle