These men looked at each other and kept calm. They all waited for their leader, Roger to speak. No one wanted to be in his bad books and the person who ratted him away about the phone knew he was soon to be dead. That's if he would survive the pain from Tim and his men. When he didn't get any answer, Tim ordered his men to flog them mercilessly. Yet, Roger didn't speak. This was the rule of the game. You don't give away your sponsor if you make mistakes in the deal. Moreover, Roger knew how schemy Amelia could be and he didn't want to incur her wrath. “What's this? What did you want to make him sign? Kent group?” One man asked. He has gone into the other room where he found the paper and the pen.“Did you say Kent group?” Tim asked. “Yes boss. Kent group is written on this paper. It means they are working for them. Maybe they want something from him.”“That settles it. When we are done with them, we will pay the Kent family a visit. For now, beat them and don't show any mercy!” Tim
Jake was woken by the door bell. His grandfather had personally sent someone to deliver his clothes to him. The clothes were made from the best materials and sewn by the best designers. It was a bespoke black attire consisting of a tailored peak tuxedo jacket adorned with intricate stitching and subtle embroidery. It also had matching trousers and a crisp white shirt, with detachable collar and french cuffs. The white shirt had slim silver and gold cufflinks and shirt stud set. A black bow tie was designed in a subtle manner to accompany the clothes. Finally, there was a golden wristwatch and a very beautiful pair of shoes to match. At a single glance, one could tell that the clothes cost way above six figures. Jake was rendered speechless at the sight of these clothes. It was like he was in a whole new world altogether. The clothes were fabulous and everything about it screamed perfection. Jake had never owned nor worn a cloth this beautiful in his entire life. Apart from the clothes
As the crowd looked around, waiting for the mysterious grandson and heir to stand, one person was spotted standing. He looked nothing close to a Frederick. He was putting on very simple clothes. He wore t-shirt and a pair of trousers with a pair of fine sneakers. He looked decent just like any ordinary man but a lot of people in the hall were all better dressed than him. His clothes didn't even cost up to a hundred dollars! “Huh? This lad?”“Sit down dude! I'm sure you didn't hear them well!”Isn't that the Kent family son in law? Why is he standing?”“Look at Amelia's son in law. That's him, right?”“Someone should put his ass on his seat! This is no time for loosers to seek attention please. He should not try such before important people and men.”Mumurs rent the air as Jake stood up and a few of them found their way straight to his ears. Everyone still thought of him as a loser and he had no intentions of proving them wrong. He walked out of his seat and took the microphone.“Good
The drive to summer estate where Jake lived wasn't supposed to be a long one. But the cold and frightful atmosphere in the car made it a long one. An air of uncertainty and dread hung in the air. Even the driver was scared of facing Grandfather Ashley. No one dared stare or even get a glimpse of his face in his anger. The car pulled to a halt and the driver hurriedly opened the door for the angry man. He stepped out and stomped his walking stick so hard on the floor that the driver felt it would break. Grandfather Ashley walked straight to the door and rang the doorbell after which, the door was opened and he was ushered into the house. From where he stood at the balcony, Jake saw his grandfather's car drive in and also noticed the fury with which the old man stepped down. He knew what was coming and he braced himself up for it. Even while they were still at the public gallery, Jake didn't miss the shock on his grandfather's face when he introduced himself as a representative of the
Grandfather Ashley looked at him and said nothing. After some time, he finally said,“Get out of my sight!”“Grandfather, how much of a rebel was my mother, tell me. I want to know.”“Your mother is the first and only problem this family ever had! If only your father listened and didn't marry her, we would not have such issues. Now, I'm asking you to marry who's right for you and you want to disobey that. Never! It must be the Grant family and that's final!”With that, grandfather turned and took his leave, leaving Jake to ponder on his words. His grandfather just said his mother was the first problem the family had. How? And how did his father's marriage become a problem? Did his father reject an arranged marriage too? It also seemed to him that his grandfather had a deep hatred for his mother. This was evident in the way he frowned and gritted his teeth when he was talking about her. Jake promised himself that he would get to the root of the matter. “Once I'm done with some people
A man whom she recognised as her ex husband, Jake Frederick came down from the car. She was extremely surprised and even more surprised when she saw him inside the restaurant. How did he make it inside the area reserved for only those with a silver membership card?“Whose car is that and how did you get in here?” she asked as soon as he got to her table. “You have forgotten so soon that I used to drive you to this place and come in to take your bags. The men at the door recognised me and knowing you were inside here, they let me in. And about the car, I work as a driver for a rich man. He's in a meeting with a few clients so I took the chance to come here when you sent for me.”Sky was somewhat satisfied. She looked at his clothes once more and before she could say another word, he interrupted,“And the clothes, I managed to squeeze out a few bucks from Kent group, my new company to get the fake edition of the clothes. You know, I drive a rich man and I have to look presentable.”At
Aidan Valentino?Jake looked at his phone again to be sure he saw correctly. He thought that bastard had travelled permanently for good. Anyways, if he's truly back, he, Jake, would have an opportunity to make him pay for what he had done to him in the past when he was just a pauper. Aidan Valentino was a proud second generation rich kid who was very popular in school. Everyone knew him, from the school authorities to the students. Aidan Valentino's parents were well respected and very popular in the country. The family owned a renowned football team in the school, Valentino club and the hosted many football competitions. His father was a philanthropist who contributed greatly to the school. Everyone strived to be in his good books because of his family influence. Aidan was a very proud and rude guy who loved to be ahead of everyone and the centre of attention. He didn't waste time to get anyone who stepped on his toes out of the school. He only needed to go to a few offices or make
Aidan rambled on and on about his achievements and how much power he has. His classmates sang his praises to no small measure and that pleased him too. Jake on his own kept quiet and waited for Aidan to do as he has promised. The days passed by uneventful and the D-day came for the opening of the boutique. Jake dressed smartly although his outfit worth only a few dollars. He had his driver take him to the venue. When they were a few metres away, Jake made sure the coast was clear before he alighted from the Lamborghini that brought him to the place. As he got to the place, he saw that most of his classmates were already seated and those who came in came in style. They wore rich clothes as no one wanted to be looked down on. Jake could swear that some of them had even gone to borrow money and cars just to look up to standard. He smiled at their stupidity. They will of course look down on him today, because he was wearing a clean but cheap outfit. But their comments would not get to hi