Cash was exhausted, following Dame Katrina’s orders of the previous night, he had seen to cleaning the offices of over five of his in-laws, the offices had been in a terrible state, with papers strewn in different areas of the room, coffee stains on the desk and rotting food, it was as like they had all planned to make their office in that state. Wanting to avoid Dame’s wrath, he had thoroughly cleaned all offices, leaving them spick and span. He was left with Vivian’s office, and he had purposely kept it last; saving the best for last. He had a gift for her, a nice bracelet he had been saving for from his meagre salary, he had seen it displayed at a shop window and had instantly imagined it on Vivian’s beautiful wrist. He hoped to God she'd like it, he wanted to give it to her as a peace offering after last night’s incident. He didn't like it when Vivian was angry at him. The urge to please her and give her the gift surged a renewed energy and life into Cash’s former self, and he

The Palmview estate was a popular estate, known and exclusively made and reserved for the very rich and powerful, it was the priciest estate to live in, Lake City. Cash trudged on towards his home, if he could even call the place home, he sneered at himself, and he reluctantly pulled himself towards Kenton’s mansion, which was his residence in the revered Palmview Estate. The Kenton Mansion was situated in the hub of the gated estate of the elites. The mansion was one of the biggest in the estate and easily the prettiest, with its well-kept lawns and garden, as well as a tennis lawn and a swimming pool that ran hot or cold. The house was a humongous beauty, and her occupants knew this. After his walk of shame earlier at the office, Cash had hidden himself in the locker room, loathing himself while unloading the pain and tears in his eyes. He impatiently waited for the close of work to enable him to make his escape and avoid the tauntings of those who had witnessed the face-off, ref

Shoulders squared, chin held high, and her nose in the air, Dame Katrine Kenton haughtily stepped foot into her living room, a slumped Cash was the first person her eyes rested on and she glowered. Tilting her head away from his form, she rolled her eyes, with her mouth downturned and sneered, muttering underneath her breath“Wretched fool”Swatting at the air, with her lips still downturned, she finally noticed her gathered family, raising her eyebrow, her gaze on Jason her favourite grandchild, she asked no one in particular“What's happening here? What has the fool done again?” she groaned loudlyJason decided to be the mouthpiece of the family, stepping forward, he placed a chaste peck on both her cheeks, before relieving her of her purse and hooking his arm with hers, “Nothing grandma. Only that the fool decided to grow balls and assault Vivian, not only that, he chose to insult us and Vivian’s guest to top it all up” Jason rolled his eyes as he spoke, the drama and Cash’s humil

Muddy water mixed with tears dripped down Cash’s face, he was at a loss for words, turning to face his assailant, Justin was looking back at him with a smug look on his face. Victor, who had watched his son pour the water, had a satisfied smile on his face, let out a booming laugh, and simultaneously clapped his hands loudly.“That’s my boy! That was a good one, my boy. Fools like him, deserve a taste of their own medicine” “That is exactly right, father. To think he was not remorseful and still tried to defend himself. I just needed to show him who's boss here just in case he doesn't know” Justin turned, smiling widely at his fatherThe smile still intact on Victor’s face, “I'm proud of you. You have accomplished it well” The noise had attracted the attention of some of the occupants of that floor, especially Dame Katrina, who had been looking forward to and prepping for her meeting with the Danes.Justin had already informed her of their arrival into the company, wondering what

Can't flinched back, and gulped loudly once more, his hand rubbing at his neck, finally finding his voice. Frowning, he spoke in an uncertain tone, “Um, I think you must have mistaken me for someone else Mister” The man smiled widely, his face beaming his eyes not leaving Cash’s and slightly shook his head“No I'm not, Sir Cash Morgan, or should I say Sir Jason Yates?”Cash struggled to mince words together in reply as he gaped at him, the stranger chuckled lightly and continued“You Sir, are Jason Yates, the one true heir of the Yates entire empire, and your grandfather is ready and waiting for you to take over from him” “Are you sure you're not mistaken, Sir? I think you have the wrong person. I'm Cash Morgan, a poor bastard” The stranger breathed sharply, and shaking his head vigorously he replied “Don’t say that Young Master, our family and you as well are the richest in our country. You are not poor Sir, not in any way close to being poor”Still confused, Cash nodded his hea