“And be sure to address this issue with your d*mb Jason.” Madam Rodney said in a dismissive voice, as she walked slowly back to her seat. “I am sure he is somewhere trying to conjure an equally not so bright plan. I will not stand for foolishness.” Madam Rodney's voice was void of emotion as she spoke slowly. She was giving no room for disobedience and Elicia had to put in a great effort to quell the spark of rebellion in her that always seemed to rear its head whenever her mother made decisive statements like this. But she also knew the consequences of said rebellion and as a result fought against herself actively. She needed to be cautious it seems, her place in the family's fortune was now more uncertain than ever. She and her son were feeling more like outsiders of late. The will was yet to be decided, this much she knew, so for now she was willing to bid her time, willing to lay low no matter how painful it will be. She would do it for her future, their future. No matter how hard

Mason smiled as he and Mark waited patiently for Jonathan Young. Mark, Mason and Young were the three musketeers in college, that was before Mark decided that his calling was to be a hobo and travel the world with a faded guitar and the most rickety van screaming at the top of his lungs lyrics he thought were too cool for the world and been high on an infinite supply of weed, and before Young decided to move to Asia to complete his degree in medicine. Mason chuckled a little at this and Mark turned to look at him with a glare on his face as he sighed impatiently. “I can tell what you are thinking, but I was simply on a world cruise! How often must I say it!” He yelled and Mason threw his head back in laughter. He knew Mark did not really do all that but it was funny nevertheless. “Anyways.” Mason said as he tr

Shawn was going mad, slowly but surely, he could feel it. Everything was crumbling before his eyes, his mother was raging, and the staffs looked at him with anger and disappointment, news of his stupidity had gone viral and everyone in the business industry that was still associated with Segi Group regarded the stocks daily with apprehension and eyed him warily, he had that it was only a matter of time for him to be called in before the board, and as he stared at his forlorn assistant, he nodded slowly, but the lady still remained, shuffling around timidly, and at this point he lost the remaining lid on his control and exploded. “Are you deaf?!” He screamed and she shrank back, and wilted into herself. The blonde he had once found attractive was nothing but a nuisance now. “Leave me at once!” He yelled again, prominent veins popping around the sides of his head.

 Mason dodged through the crowd with Young on his heels, he was searching for his wife's family, he wondered why Scarlett told him nothing about her family's invitation to one of the most prestigious fundraising events, but he knew it was not wise to question her just yet. Living for some years now, he knew that she was more complicated than she seemed, she was easily triggered when she felt attacked and got on the defensive, so he would not ask, not until she came to him with the full story herself. So he strained his neck till he found them cluttered close to the edge of the crowd, they were in the party but still not quite a part of it, it was a subtle kind of rejection that only the people of high society could muster. They all looked dejected, it would have been funny if Scarlett was not right there as well with the exact same expression on her face. Mason sighed. It was hard knowing he had to help them. It almost left a bitter taste

 “Whew.” Young breathed as he laughed together with Mark and Mason in the Wildes' new home. He was recounting the past events to Mark and the other was having a fit as he listened, sprawled on the luxurious sofa and laughing his brains out, while Mason sat with pursed lips, pretending not to listen to the conversation and work on his laptop, while his friends had the time of their lives as Young recounted his varied expressions throughout the experience to Mark and conveniently forgot to talk about the parts he played. Mason rolled his eyes again. “I cannot believe the nerve of Juliet.” Mark hollered as he shook his head. “Some people really do not change.” Young nodded as he thought about what Mark had said. “I guess you are right Mark.” He nodded. “Makes me wonder i