Louisa quit her job that afternoon after her lunch with Jake. He had her driven to her hostel where she went to pack all of her things and went to stay with him at the hotel.They spent two days together before they flew to Jersey in his private jet. Louisa literally cried during the ride because it was the most iconic moment of her life.Once they arrived in the city, he rented a 3-bedroom house for her and furnished it to her taste. It became his second home because he didn’t want Louisa to live with him in his villa. He wasn’t ready to introduce her to Victoria just yet.He enrolled her in the best culinary school in the city and she thanked him all night after her first day in school. Jake felt fulfilled and he glowed with health.Athena’s case went to trial and he clinked champagne glasses with Louisa as he watched her sentencing on the news. All of her powerful friends had deserted her and she was looking like a shadow of herself a

 “You were wrong, boss. It wasn’t the Mendicis, it’s someone else,” Rex said smugly as he strolled into Jake’s office two weeks after the ship incident.He’d been running a covert investigation into the situation with the help of his Serbian crew.“Really? Then who was it then?”“Patrick Sawyer.”“Never heard of him.”“He was a member of The Association.”“Are you serious? How come the name doesn’t ring a bell?”“He wasn’t a top-tier member.”“I see. What’s his deal?”“He owns a chain of perfume stores across the country. He once dabbled into the shipping business back in the day but it didn’t work out for him.”“What has that got to do with me and mine? I don’t even know the guy. Why would he attack me?”“My sources say he h

It was New Year’s Eve and Jake was in the mood for a fresh start. He didn’t want to go into another year with the emotional baggage he’d been dragging around for a few weeks now.He decided to host a small dinner at his villa with Margot as his special guest. He’d thought she would turn down his invitation but was pleasantly surprised when she agreed to show up.When she did, his butler brought her to the dining room where he was waiting for her. She was dressed in a cyan silk dress and a fur stole was draped across her shoulders.She was covered in dazzling jewellery and looked like a character from the Great Gatsby movie. He could see the suspicion in her eyes as they greeted each other but he forced himself to act cheerful and oblivious.“Thank you for accepting my invitation,” he said warmly.“Why not? I’ve been locked up in my house like a prisoner since Vincent’s death. I’m not going

When it was finally time for Megumi to return to Japan, neither she nor Jake was ready to part ways with each other.He knew he’s promised himself never to get emotionally attached to another woman again, but somehow, this one had managed to slip through the cracks and now he didn’t want her to leave.“Why don’t you just stay here instead?” He asked her. “I’ll get you a great job in one of my establishments and pay you ten times whatever you were earning in Japan.”“That sounds very enticing but I can’t just leave my family in Japan and live here.”“Then we’ll bring them here to live with you.”She snorted. “You have a better chance of moving a mountain than achieving that. They’ll never leave their home. My father owns a thriving poultry farm that is his main source of income and my mother works in a government-owned school. Then there’s my younge

“This arrived for you today, boss,” said Orlando, handing Jake a small envelope.“From who?”“It doesn’t say. Probably that lady friend of yours who sent a photo the other time.”“I see,” he said and opened the envelope.There was a small white card inside with a few words written on it. The message was cryptic but Jake was certain that the sender wasn’t Stephanie.“Thank you, Orlando. I’ll take it up from here.”“Sure thing, boss,” he said and left Jake’s office.He reached for his office phone to make a call. He dialled a familiar phone number and patiently waited for his call to be answered.“Hello, friend. To what do I owe this honour?”“Your niece has just sent me a message and I’m wondering how she managed to do that. Who is helping her?”“First of all, she’s not my niece.