CHAPTER 22Jayden visited his grandfather and was not pleased.“He does not seem responsive to whatever treatment he is receiving here,” Jayden complained to the doctors.“The knife stabs were almost close to his chest. This is not a minor case. A surgery has been done because the cuts were deep. And considering his age, there is a lot to be worried about,” the doctor explained.“But we came here because you were supposedly the best? Why fail us now?” His face was gloomy and his eyes glistening with tears.“We have not failed yet, Mr Jayden. Lord Benjamin needs all the rest he can get for now. It only gets critical if we cannot see his heartbeat or hear his breathing. Apparently, he still breathes and moves his hands a couple of times. He is fine. He will be fine.” The doctor was trying to maintain tranquillity within the hospital as well as keep Jayden's eyes fixed on the positive.“I need to see my grandfather.”Jayden and the doctors walked in front while Yohan kept a pace behind t

CHAPTER 24Jayden unbuttoned his shirts and unzipped his trousers. He was exhausted and unwilling to do anything else.While keeping his pair of trousers on the hanger, a card fell off.The same one the doctor gave to him was found in his grandfather's pocket.Jayden opened it up.It was an invitation.An InvitationDear Elite,You have received this invitation because you are among the top one percent of the Sweint population that makes things happen in this city. We have a reward for you: A network dinner where you meet like minds and further discuss progress.Time: 4:30 pmVenue: The Mals Events place.Jayden left the Invitation card on the table. This was an event he had longed to attend; it was strictly on invitation.Years ago, it was not easy to access this event because no one knew he was the Gracehill Grandson but now, he was going to attend in the stead of his Grandfather.His phone beeped and he took the call. It was Sir Thompson.“Hello Jayden Gracehill,” The old man's soo

CHAPTER 26Desmond Moore had stood by the door listening in on his wife and daughter's conversation because he followed his wife down.“So, for how long has this been going on Bella? You said three-months plus to your mother; for how long has this madness lingered?. I demand immediate answers, Bella Moore.” The authority and sterness in his voice triggered fear within Bella and she began to speak up. It could not be same as it was with her mother whose approach was a bit gentle.“I am sorry, so sorry father… I promise to avoid this completely.”“Hmm…,” Desmond leered at his daughter. “Do you realise you are gradually becoming a lost soul?”“Honey…,”“Dad?”Both Allen and Bella exclaimed.“That is a bit too harsh,” Allen commented, wiping her tearful cheeks.“A bit too harsh you say because she has not appeared on the news for being a menace to society yet?”“I would never be seen as such,” Bella ranted.“You are already headed in that direction!” Desmond Moore retorted. “I would have

CHAPTER 28The Elites dinner was less than a day away and Baron was getting his suites fixed and his hair cut.A simple evening with Cassie who was determined to get him to look his best.“If I am going to be your date, Baron Wills and walk down that red carpet with you, then you must smash your look.”Her eyes flashed confidently and her words caused Baron to smile heartily; his first real smile in over a month.“You have been a back bone in my healing process, Cass and I cannot thank you enough.”“What are friends for?” Cassie giggled and gripped his arm tightly as they walked through the doors of the Dior Showroom.The moment they walked in, people who were shopping began to make comments as expected.Click! Click! Went cameras taking pictures of the intriguing couple.“We are about to put the internet through torture,” Cassie muttered and Baron laughed. Cassie had such a vibe and he enjoyed every bit of her time.They had a connection that was strong but he never considered her as

CHAPTER 30“Do you see how painful this is? Every year for the past four years since the inception of the Elites party, you and I have always been invited and suddenly, we are not?” Hellena screamed at her husband Robert.Her sons, Valentino and Matthew stood by the door, eavesdropping on their parents' heated argument.“Does this mean we would not be at the dinner too?” Valentino asked his parents with frustration, ignoring Matthew who tugged at his arm to keep him shut.“Are you listening in on my conversation with your mother?” Robert asked with a fierce gaze at his son.“Do not speak harshly to our son! He has every right to know the truth,” Hellena snapped at her husband, angrily. She turned to Valentino.“Val, we would not. This has everything to do with the fact that your father is too soft to a fault.” Her voice was filled with anger and deviousness.Robert was exhausted and angered by how she was involving their kids.“I looked forward to appearing at the ball, father!” Valen