“Lick my shoes clean like a dog would,” Maxwell commanded.His words hung in the air as Jason’s mind raced, thinking of what to do. Jason looked over at Christopher, who was trembling with fear, still in the clutches of one of Maxwell’s men.Maxwell clapped his hands twice to get Jason’s attention. “Chop chop. Get to it, dog. If not, I’ll have my men smash you and your saviour’s heads in the wall fifty times.”"No, please, I beg you.” Christopher shrieked “Shut up, imbecile. Don’t beg me. Beg your friend to do as he’s told, or else I’ll make sure you’re both unrecognisable after I’m done.” Maxwell sneered.Christopher bit his tongue. He peered at Jason, who was also looking at him. Christopher was conflicted; he didn’t want to tell Jason to do it because he knew how humiliating it was, but at the same time, he didn’t want them to be hurt.As he looked at Jason with terrified eyes, all he could think of was to mouth a ‘sorry'Jason nodded. He was conflicted as well, and it was evident

Maxwell’s eyes darted between Dario and Jason. The smug look that Jason had on his face made him want to erupt like a volcano, but he had a much bigger problem in front of him.His mind reeled as he thought Jason could have possibly contracted Dario, whom he knew was virtually impossible to reach. He doubted that he would get any answers to his questions, though.The crowd was also bewildered. They couldn't believe that Jason actually knew Maxwell's boss, and neither could they believe that Maxwell had a boss. They were now the ones who felt stupid for doubting Jason.“Let them go," Dario said to Maxwell’s men, and immediately the order left his lips; they freed Jason and Christopher.Christopher finally let out the breath he had been holding in since he was grabbed by the man. He looked over at Jason with his eyes full of gratitude and confusion. Like everyone else, he wondered how Jason was able to contact Maxwell’s boss."Dario, please, I can explain,” Maxwell said, his voice barel

“Let me get this straight: you want to give Christopher a job?” Reuben said it with one eyebrow raised.He and Jason were at Jason’s apartment, sitting opposite each other in the living room. Jason had just filled Reuben in on everything that took place with him, Maxwell, and Christopher."Yes, I do,” Jasón said as he brought the mug of coffee he had in his hand to his lips and took a sip from it.“Hmm. The same Christopher who kidnapped you?” Reuben asked with his tone raised slightly.Rolling his eyes, Jason answered, "Yes, Reuben, that one.”Reuben nodded. “I see. And Ethos is also the same Christopher who tried to kill you, right? Or am I getting it mixed up?” “This is annoying, Reuben,” Jason blurted.Reuben raised his arms in a mock gesture of innocence. “It’s not my intention to be annoying my friend, but did he or did he not do all those things?”Jason heaved a sigh. He knew that Reuben had a point. Christopher had done many things to Jason, much more than the things Reuben h

The elevator finally stopped at the highest floor, and all three men stepped out.The highest floor of the Elysian Syndicate was the pinnacle of prestige. Once they stepped out of the elevator, they were greeted by a spacious reception area that was adorned with minimalist pieces and luxurious furnishings. The floor-to-ceiling windows offered a panoramic view of the city and coloured the room with natural light. Only the top members of the Elysian Syndicate were seen on the floor, save for the receptionists. Jason knew that Kent and Roland were about to be rude to him since he was on this floor. He smiled to himself at the irony.Kent and Roland looked at Jason with confusion and annoyance etched across their faces as he walked behind them, approaching the conference room.“Are you lost?” Kent snarled at Jason.“No, are you?” Jason replied. He decided to toy with them a bit if they were going to be rude."Listen, buddy, this is the top floor where executive meetings take place. If y

There was a short moment of silence as everyone looked at each other as if trying to figure out what to say.“Is this a joke?” Roland blurted out as he glared at Jason.“If you’re really the majority shareholder, why were you passing around bottles?” The woman, whom Jason assumed was Victoria, asked with a puzzled expression.Kent didn’t say a word; instead, he looked at Jason with an intense gaze, like he was analysing his every expression. Then he murmured something that resembled a curse and then exchanged a look with Roland.Jason couldn’t deny that Kent’s silence surprised him; he had expected him to be the one to ask if it were a joke, not Roland.Everyone’s eyes darted from Jason to Amelia, as she was the only one who knew the true identity of the majority shareholder. Amelia’s eyes were lit with a tinkle of mischief as she saw everyone’s surprised expressions, particularly Roland’s.“Amelia, is what this young man is saying true?” the elderly man asked.Amelia nodded. "Yes, Mr