“Happy Birthday, my love.”Jason smiled from ear to ear as he presented Diana, his wife, with a tiny jewellery box.She hugged him and excitedly took the box from his arms.She was honestly surprised that such a gift was coming from Jason. Or should she say that any gift at all was coming from Jason?Usually, on her birthdays or any other celebration, Jason would write her a love letter.There was a box full of them on her bedside table, and while she cherished them, it was nice to finally switch things up, she thought.As she opened the box, the gleam in her eyes disappeared, and her excited look was sealed with one of disappointment.“it’s empty?” She questioned."Yes, love, I plan on filling it with precious jewels in the future,” Jason stuttered.Diana sighed She knew that if Jason had the means to do so, he would get her a thousand pieces of jewellery, but sometimes she couldn’t shake the feeling of disappointment.“Thank you, Jason.” Diana said stiffly and offered him a fake smi

“Someone help; Mr. Sinclair is unconscious!” Jason shouted, and immediately, dozens of the club’s employees rushed to the scene.They took him to the clinic in the club, and after thirty minutes, he regained consciousness.“Sir Thank God you’re awake. Is everything okay?”Stephen had a sombre look in his eyes. "No, Jason, to be honest with you, I don’t have much time left.”"What do you mean, sir?"“I’m dying”Jason was at a loss for words. He didn’t know how to reply to what he was just told; he simply sat in a chair in the room and listened to Stephen as he spoke.“Brain Cancer. Inoperable” Stephen said, “I don’t want you to feel sorry for me or anything like that. All I want to do in my last days is spend time with my children and grandchildren, but I won’t even be able to do that.”“Why Sir?” Jason managed to say, his voice shaky.“There’s people conspiring against me at the company. They want to get me voted off the board and put me in jail, so they’re framing me for fraud and em

One year laterIt had been a year since Jason was locked up in prison. A year without a single visit. A year of constantly watching the guy next to him in case he pulled out a kinife or any other weapon. A year without Diana.In that year, he got stronger—not by choice but by necessity. His first night there, he was beaten mercilessly by inmates. No doubt they were sent by Stephen. "Please, I didn’t do anything or cause trouble with anyone." Jason cried that night, but all the men did was laugh in his face.“My chain," the one who seemed to be the leader of the group said to his goons.They brought out a long metal chain and handed it over to the man. Two others held Jason down and poured ice-cold water on his back. Jason squirmed when the cold liquid made contact with his skin.“Please I… I'll do anything. I’ll be your slave if you want me to-“. His words were cut short by a wrenching scream when the chain made contact with the bare, wet skin of his back.By the eighth whip, he wa

“Get in the car; we’re following them." Jason finally spoke, and Timothy and him rushed into the car and tailed behind Christopher and Diana.***Diana held her baby in her arms in the small doctor’s office. She tapped her nails on the wall repeatedly as she waited for the results.Christopher noticed her anxiousness and put a calming hand on her shoulder, giving it a light squeeze.The doctor came into the room, and Diana got up from her seated position. “Is she going to be okay?”"Yes, ma’am, your baby just has a fever. I suggest she take lots of liquids and get enough rest. It’ll go down on its own; no medication is needed.” The doctor assured Diana.She let out a breath of relief. “Thank you so much.”“Did you hear that, my love? It’s just a fever,” she said in a soft voice to her baby.The doctor gave them both a soft smile before leaving the room.“I told you, Di, there was nothing for you to be worried about," Christopher said.He focused his gaze on Diana, a stern expression e

“How so? Jason questioned Timothy and eagerly awaited his response.“I have a friend who wanted to do business with QuantumPower, but he decided against it after getting a tip that their financial directors had been concealing large debts.”Jason’s eyes had a glint in them as the words left Timothy’s mouth, and he urged him to continue.“He wanted me to help him look into it, but I was too occupied at the time with more pressing matters, so I put that on hold, but I did get a name, Christopher Mathews.”“So if we can prove that he’s been concealing debts..." Jason started"The company will lose all current and potential investors, and he’ll be fired." Timothy completed the statements with a smile.“But how the hell are we supposed to prove that?” Jason sighed.“You’re Jason Grey!” Timothy exclaimed “A member of one of the most powerful and influential families in the world. All we need to do is find someone who’s going to talk and figure out their price,” Timothy said, lifting up the