Chapter Forty-One – Accuse One more thing left to do. Casimir exhaled as he picked his phone up and dialed Jean’s phone number. She picked up immediately. Of course, she was always with her phone texting or watching Tiktok videos. “Where are you? Are you free for your shopping?” he asked, packing his files into his brief case. “Um… no. Not yet. I’m still… working.” Working? Casimir looked at the time. It was past her work time and his mother had told him she was home. This was a first. Did she forget her shopping? “Are you okay? What are you really doing, Jean?” he was getting worried. Jean would trade him for her shopping and she liked doing it everyday if she could. She had never missed a day since he made a timetable for her in return for him always taking her. “It’s beyond me but my space is about to be hacked.” She chuckled a bit. “This is exciting, I’ve never been challenged so I’d skip shopping for today.” Skip shopping? “Wait, you are about to be hacked?”

Chapter Forty-Three – Family Man How did Mrs. Jones know of Bethany? And Jean was the one hacking, right? Why’d she ask for Bethany’s address? Did she know Bethany was his informant? Dominic scratched his head, trying to get the answers to the numerous questions. “But I didn’t say anything about you. How could she have realized?” “Didn’t I tell you? I’m well known in the mafia and she has strong connection to that place.” Bethany pointed at Dominic. “I was to kill you but didn’t, it’s easy to assume we started working together.” The man ran his hands through his hair in frustration. Should he have just killed this clueless young master a long time ago and save himself these problems? “Mrs. Jones is trying to silence me to cover her tracks and that’s because you opened your arms to her in the first place!” Bethany yelled. “What was I to do?” Dominic folded his arms. “I needed help and some relatives of my grandfather offered to help. Wouldn’t you open your arms wide? I mean

Chapter Forty-Five – Brace Yourself The information on the file was more informative than Dominic could have hoped. He wiped off the tears threatening to leave his eyes. His memory of his mother was totally messed up. She was prettier than all the edited photos of her that were on the internet. And she wore smiles more often. Dominic exhaled, feeling like a part of him had been sorted out. He kept some pictures that featured his cousins his mother held and some of her brothers, even her parents. The most important information on the file, he’d handle it later because it was so distracting and was the sole essence of his mother’s life. His phone began vibrating and Dominic’s eyes shifted to it. He groaned, regretting his reflexes. He had told himself to not get distracted till he was done paying all his workers for the month. He had told them salaries were paid at the 28th of the month but he wanted that to be the limit and pay on the 25th. But whoever was calling him did

Chapter Forty-Seven – Accomplice? The door to his room was knocked on and Casimir paused the movie he was watching, “Come in, Jean.” There was no one else he lived with anyway. His sister peeked inside, wearing a pout. “This is the next day already and mom hasn’t come back home.” What was she? Five. “And so what? Do you want to sleep on her body? She’s married now so she’d be with her husband.” His mother had been staying with her Japanese husband more frequently than usual but that was expected since she was his new favorite wife. It was still annoying that his mom married an already married man but that shouldn’t be his business. As long as she wasn’t involved with what he spoke to Dominic about, then she could be anywhere she wanted to be. “I called and they said she wasn’t there either.” Jean replied, entering the room. “Should we call the police?” Casimir glared at her and she folded her arms. “What should we do then? What if something bad happens to her?” What’

Chapter Fifty-Nine – Babysit How could he had let this happen? Dominic opened the car door for the boy to get in. Bethany still ended up making him babysit his son. He'd said “till further notice’ but it sounded like ‘till I feel like taking him back’.The Young Master sighed. To think that for a split second, he assumed Bethany was a decent caring dad. The boy looked sick and pale like he barely went out under the sun. Lucas rubbed his eyes as his uncle started the car. He noticed the visitor with them and smiled at him. “Hello.” The boy recoiled, facing the other direction, still he managed to mutter. “He-Hello. My name is Bobo.” “Oh Bobo. I’m Lucas.” Dominic glanced at the two. If his nephew could make friends with the kid and keep him from bothering him then he’d be grateful. His phone vibrated and he frowned, assuming it was Bethany. “Oh great. It’s his sister.” Dominic seethed. “Hello?” Brielle breathed out before responding. “Hello, Dominic. I have a favor t