"Where?" Jason asked him. "Remember that day that I came to see you from school," Caleb began, and Jason nodded. "I saw Alex talking to this man, and I know this because my suspicions were already heightened at that time," he said. "Are you sure about this?" Jason asked."I just want you to keep an open mind and not be too trusting of this man that you say is your ally," Caleb said. He still did not want to believe that Alex was behind it all. Besides, the man was always at his side, and there was possibly no way that he could be the one taking those pictures. Except he had someone working for him. "Even though we want to blame Alex for this, we need tangible evidence that will show that he is indeed responsible for it all," Jason said. "That means we just have to keep a close eye on him," Caleb said, and Jason nodded. Just then, Caleb's baby sister flung open the door."Abby!" Caleb called. "What did I tell you about knocking?" He asked her. "Well, if you agreed to stay on cam

Fred concluded the employees meeting very quickly, to their surprise. They were not done with the agenda yet, but he decided that they should call it off. They were slacking on a lot of things in the company recently, and it was safe to say that they were relying on past glory, which was a very dangerous move. Mr. Abbott had been taking notice of it, and he had been putting in extra effort to salvage the situation that was already heavily damaged. Fred was plain lazy. It was not that he was a student like Jason was, but he came to the office late, missed meetings, and was a party animal. He gave excuses for why things were not properly handled. Once, Mr. Abbott visited him in his apartment and found out that he was doing drugs. His recklessness was off the radar. It was unbelievable that the young man was even his son.He did not expect less. His mother was just a fling that he had when he started his company and touched money for the first time. He felt indispensable and thoug

Mr. Abbott looked through the books again and saw that the numbers were indeed not adding up, even though they were amounts that he could easily replace from his pocket. He would not be able to replace it forever with his funding. He had learned in his years of doing business that little drops of water made a mighty ocean. Thus, he was quick to address any issue of concern.  In this case, he did not know who to suspect. There were no traces of any documents.  It was an offshore account, and it was difficult to trace it from their end. He wished that there was something that he could do. He was scared that everything he had worked for would once again go into shambles, like the first time. 

"What happened?" Beverly asked with worry in her voice. She saw how Jason's countenance changed as he listened to the person on the phone relay a certain piece of bad news to him, and she was curious to know what it was. "My father had a heart attack," he blurted out as he stared into space for the first five seconds. "I need to go," he said as he stood up and headed towards the door. She stopped him. From his reaction, she was not sure that he was fit to go anywhere just yet. She was bent on making sure that he was in the right frame of mind first. "I think you need to calm down first," she said as she made him sit first. He was still shaking with trepidation, and she wondered what she could do to make sure that he was fine. "I don't want to lose my father again," he said to her, still engulfed in worry as he buried his head in the hollow of his hand. "You will not," she said reassuringly. "I promise you that you will not lose your father, but you have to calm down," she added

Jason waited patiently in the abandoned warehouse, where he was hoping to carry out his dark schemes. To him, some things were best handled in this manner, and Fred did not deserve to be spoken to nicely if one wanted him to listen. He had done well not to inform Alex of what was going on at all. He had asked his bodyguard to form an alliance with some of his colleagues and get Fred to him while he waited for them. He told his father at the hospital that he had come to settle before he left him at the hospital. In the past two days, his father had shown a great deal of improvement, and the doctor said that in no time, he would be good to go home. They soon arrived and Jason braced himself to face Fred, who was dragged in and made to stand in a place. Once Jason came under the light, Fred burst out laughing so hard that he could not believe his eyes. "So you are the one that organized these boys to come for me, right?" Fred began, his tone laced with mockery. "I would have aske