Eric looked at their faces. "Well, I am as entitled to all of this as you are. So I am not going to allow a teenage boy to sabotage everything I have worked my ass off to build up till this day." Jasonooed at Eric and back at the rest of the seated members of the family. "What are you talking about, Eric? We have all seen the video, and I think we know what is going to happen." "I am Edwards Carter's son." Eric said with anger. "How can my father decide to leave all of this to someone he met a few days before his death? Does it make any sense to you?" He said with venom in his voice. Camilla looked at him and scoffed, "You? A Carter, wow!" "My brother sure knows how to sow the seed." Henry Carter fired back, looking at Eric with disdain. "So?" The lawyer asked, staring at him. "So, my father can never leave without giving me his son anything." Eric shouted back at the man, striking back to his seat. "There is nothing to argue about anymore, people. Edward Carter has made his inte

Jason looked at Alessia and back at Irene, who was standing right in front of him. "What are you doing here?" Irene asked, a little startled. "I should be asking you that." Jason said in a defense mechanism. He and Irene haven't made their relationship public, but they hold themselves to the truth. "How did you get to know, Alessia?" Irene asked, her eyes darting between me and Alessia. "How is she to you? She brought me home from the bar lounge yesterday." Jason replied. Alessia had a smug grin on her face, and I couldn't help but wonder what was going on between the two of them. "I need to go, Irene. Can we talk about this at school? And thanks for your help, Alessia. I won't forget it." Jason said with a smile, not sure where he was going to turn to for the exit. Alessia gave a soft smile, and as Jason walked past her, she gave him a smack on the buttocks, making Jason flinch a little bit. He gave a weird smile and ran out of the house. "Marcus, where are you?" He asked with th

Jason was immediately ushered into the Carters's company, with many heads turning left and right to see who the new leader was. "Do you see that?" one of the workers said slowly, looking at his colleagues. "He is a child, or should I say a teenager?" the other replied. "Welcome to Carter's food company. This is where we produce foods and usher them into the market. Of course we still have many companies under the Carter's name if you would like to see them all." Mr. Nicholas, who was the managing director, said, Lolming at Jason. Jason's heart beat slowly as he tried to absorb everything that was going on. "Are you listening to me, Mr. Jason?" Mr. Nicholas said again, trying to bring him back to reality. "Of course, I can hear you loud and clear, but first I would like to see all the workers." Jason replied and walked into the company. The company buzzed with the news of Jason Carter. How wondered if he was going to be kind or wicked towards them while those who were involved in i

"Are you sure you want to take this on?" Nicholas asked, moving closer to Jason. "Don't worry, Nicholas. I have got this." Jason replied. The man walked out of the crowd as the other reporters paved the way for him. He looked up to meet Jason's gaze, and with a playful smile on his lips, he brought out a book. "What are your plans? And are you really the lost heir of the Carters?" Jason smiled. "Is that all, or are you having more questions to ask?" He stared at his face. "Can you answer that first? Or do you want me to dump the bombshell on you?" Jason's mind skipped a bit. "What bombshell?" He had managed to dodge the familial question about his relationship with Fiona, and now this. "I think I have the credibility now that I am indeed the lost son of Mr. Richard Carter. And my future plans are confidential and mine alone." Jason replied as he should. "Tell me, do you plan on finding your father's killer?" The man asked again. "You don't need to answer that, Jason." Mr.

"Where to, Mr. Carter?" K1 asked, staring at Jason at the back of the seat. The thought of the party crossed his mind again. Jason leaned back in the car, his eyes fixed on the city lights rushing past the window. The streets were alive with activity, but his mind was elsewhere. Alessia's coded words replayed in his head, each testing his patience. "What does she mean I'll change my mind with time?" he muttered under his breath, drawing a curious glance from K2. "Sir, you okay?" K1 asked, his hands steady on the wheel. Jason nodded, forcing a smile. "Just thinking about work." But it wasn’t work. Alessia's sudden appearance at his company wasn’t a coincidence, and Jason knew it. Her smug grin and the way she confidently walked around him—it was as if she knew exactly what she was doing. "Change of plans," Jason said abruptly. "Before the party, I need to stop by the Carter estate. I want to check something." K2 hesitated. "The estate? But, sir, isn’t that where—" "Yes, it is,