*Jake POV*One more glance at the president, a quick scan in the office and there it is. My heart starts racing and the sense of calmness and extreme alertness washes over me like euphoria. Picking up the sharp metallic portrait from his desk, I grab the president by his elbow and usher him towards the door. “Jake?”I don’t quite understand why he seems confused by my actions but there is a threat here, I am certain of it. I have just turned the door knob without giving him any explanation when a voice I have only heard once but will never forget, speaks. “We mean no harm, Mr Anderson.”Mr Smith and another grey haired man around his age, stand at the far end of the office. There must be a secret door in here or some illusion of sort because I did not see them in here earlier and I did thoroughly scan the room “What was it that gave us away?” the other man asks, curiously. I look at the president, searching him for any clues of weather I should let my gut down or not. He nods, b

*Jake POV*I am about to start the engine when Tanya screams in horror, startled by something moving in the backseat. I curse inside when Len emerges and looks at me with a porker face. This guy is probably the creepiest person I have ever met. “How did you know that we were there?” his voice is strained and agitated. I can’t believe this! This psycho broke into the car just to ask me this. “The raw indentation on the president’s neck was probably caused by a sharp blade pressed against the skin. The blood stained tissues in the bin, most likely from wiping the blood from the small incision on the left side. The man is not suicidal and could not have done that to himself. He took the long unnatural way to his desk after letting me in as if avoiding something.” That’s what I found amiss when I walked into that office. “Huh!”That is all he says before getting off and I can’t help but let out a sigh of relief. “W..who was that?”Tanya is clearly still shaken and I don’t blame her

*George POV*Black suit, shirt and shoes, I look like a million bucks as I hold my devastated mother like a good son.Grandfathers massive portrait is displayed on the screen with hundreds of really expensive flowers around his open glass casket. Add the black and gold deco, catering, the whole memorial service costed millions. It’s okay, though. The profits of all this splendour is much more. All these people are supposedly here to mourn grandfather but there is no such a thing in the world of riches. One will each say a few calculated words but the real reasons they are all here is to make more money. “I know that the two of you did not always see eye to eye, but he loved you dearly.”“I know, Mother and I loved him dearly too,” I respond with a hoarse voice. I am really good at this faking being hurt thing. Deep inside I am over the moon that the old man finally kicked the bucket. The asshole was becoming a real pain with all the Jake praising and his threats to cut me off his we

*Jake POV*“Let me guess, your day off is over,” Tanya asks with a disappointment tone as I go open the door.I can’t hide my relief when her mother and sister walk in. Whew! I don’t get to be a liar today. “Jake, you look so relieved. Do you love us that much?” Mia teases before kissing my cheek and moving on to embrace her younger sister. I don’t bother responding to her but focus all my charms on my childhood crush. Growing up, I was crazy about this woman but now I absolutely adore her. Her kindness, the way she has always related to me even when I was nobody, makes her the most down to earth celebrity I have ever met. “The gorgeous, Mercy Drew. It’s always a pleasure to see you.”“That’s my mother, you idiot!” Tanya is not impressed with me.I plant a kiss on the old lady’s cheeks while they laugh at my sulking girlfriend.“I am afraid you got yourself a jealous drama queen, Son,” Mrs Drew says with a serious tone. “Mom!”I pull Tanya in my arms, already feeling bad for th

*Jake POV*We finally get out of the car to have what will be our lunch. I catch a glimpse of someone and I can’t help but be amused. Len thought and even believed that leaving me to fend for myself was cutting off his attachments and maybe protecting me, but he was wrong. Now that I know a bit more about him and Tom, I am starting to wonder how much they crept in the corners when I was growing up. “I could swear I saw your creepy godfather.”I grin at how observant Tanya has become. “You go ahead, I will find you inside.”“Your usual?” My gorgeous saviour asks.I plant a kiss on her lips, my heart full. It really warms my heart how much attention she pays on my preferences. “My Babe knows me.” “Get a room!” Mia complains but we are used to her. “Get a man.” I hear Tanya respond as I walk away from them and around the corner. This man actually stands like a statue as if I can mistaken him for one. “Hi, Len.”“Jake.”I laugh at his poker face. “How are you?”“You are going to be