Jake was seated with his mother in his car. Luckily for him, her surgery went well and she had fully recovered now. She lived with him for sometime before Jake insisted on getting her own house. “You deserve the best, mother. Let me give you that life. You've been through a lot,” he had said. He got her a house, had it furnished and employed household servants to be at her beck and call. They had just finished his grandfather's funeral. It had taken a lot of time to convince his mother to attend his funeral. According to her, there was no need coming to the funeral of someone who wanted her dead. She said she was only coming because Jake insisted and she was coming to let him know that she survived all his evil plots and stayed alive while he died. On looking out of his car window, he saw Emelda, standing straight and looking very beautiful. “I'll be right back, mother,” he said to her. He didn't come with a driver because he insisted on driving his mum to the funeral himself. He
Twark! the beautiful young woman gave the waiter a deafening slap that shocked everyone.“I'm sorry, ma,” Jake, the waiter apologized.“You good for nothing fellow! How dare you spill drinks on me! Why are you so clumsy?”“I'm sorry ma,” he apologized again. Sadly, that was all he could do. He didn't have a say even when it was crystal clear that he wasn't at fault. Rachel and her friends had ordered for more drinks which he brought. As expected of him, he poured wine in their wine glasses. Rachel raised her hands to pick a piece of meat from her plate and she hit him mistakenly. The expensive bottle of wine and the wine glass fell down as a result and shattered into several tiny pieces, spilling the contents on Rachel. “Goodness me! Look at our fine wine! You can't afford it even if you are given ten lives!” one girl sneered and they all laughed at him. “Clear this mess! And call me your manager. This is the height of it, I can't tolerate this.”Jake knew it would only get worse of
“Sky?”Jake stood still, shell shocked, not believing the sight before him.The two people on the bed stopped and turned towards the door. The young man, Vincent stared at him the way one would stare at a fly that fell into his food. “Shut the door behind you,” Sky said and focused on the man on the bed. She pressed her body closer to Vincent and continued to go intimate. His presence didn't bother her one bit. Vincent pulled her closer, plunging his tongue into her mouth. Jake felt his heart wrenching out when they shared a kiss. He had been married to Sky for two years but the most he did was stand a few paces and at a safe distance from her. He had never hugged her or held her hands. Kissing her was a far cry and something that would never happen. “Stop!” he yelled when he couldn't take it any longer. Sky adjusted her clothes and when she was decent, she turned to him and said,“Are you dumb? Why do you have to disrupt us? Can't you know your place even if it's for half a day? Wh
He tapped the answer button and the call connected. “You good for nothing asshole! Do you have any idea how many important deliveries we have missed because of your insensitivity and inability to report to work on time?” the caller yelled. It happened to be his boss from one of his part time jobs. He was supposed to report to work that morning but he couldn't because he was in prison. He tried to explain but his boss would hear nothing of that sort. “Keep that slimy excuse to yourself. You made the manager scold me today. You are fired and your wages and deposit will be used to fill up the damages you caused.”No! Not another bad news. This was his most paying job. The man who just called was his merciless boss in the delivery department. He hated Jake and spared no opportunity to mistreat him. Jake could manage being fired but at least, he had to be given his wages. That was the only money that sustained him!“Hey! Move!” the strange man gave him a rough kick on his side. He winced
Jake looked around the white room, wondering where he was. He was no longer wearing his wet clothes. Instead, he had dry, comfortable and clean clothes. Then, that man, why was he there? And what has his sleeping or waking up got to do with him?“Young master, you are awake. I'll go and get the doctor,” the man said and dashed out before Jake could even process what he said. “Young master? Who was he referring to as young master?”The door opened and a handsome and well built young man, entered the room confidently, his white coat flying behind him like a cape. “Good morning, young master. How do you do this morning?”Jake could only stare at this man, dumbstricken. It was true that he was poor but he was abreast with the news at least. The man on white, standing before him was the most popular medical doctor in the country. His skills, efficiency and expertise was widely known. Just a session with him cost almost a million dollars and this man didn't treat ordinary people. No! He w
The man's words rang a bell in his head. Young master of the Fredrick family? Now, he was certain that Richard had mistaken him for someone else. To the best of his knowledge, he was an orphan who grew up in an orphanage. No one adopted him and when he was eighteen years old, he left the orphanage to fend for himself. It was in one of his work places that he met Bruce Kent, whom he finally married his granddaughter. He was thrown out of the house in the rainy night and ended up in an uncompleted building. How then did he suddenly become a young master?“We have been searching for you for many years but got no positive answer. When I learnt that there was a Fredrick in the Kent family, I hurried there but I was told that you left. For fear of my master, because I couldn't report to him that I lost again, I searched for you and finally found you. I'm sincerely sorry for not doing so earlier. Let's go home. The master will be waiting eagerly for you.”The door was opened for him and he g
Grandfather Ashley looked at Jake's little old phone and frowned. “Dear son, you can't be using that phone.”He opened his drawers and brought out a brand new phone which was also the latest model.“Manage this for a while please. I will ask Richard to send your phone to you in a few hours.”Jake stared at the phone, his mouth shaped an O and he couldn't even say a word. “Sir.. Grandfather, you mean, this phone, is mine?”He had only seen this phone on billboards along the streets where it was placed for advertisement. Back then, he admired it and quickly took his mind off it for he knew he would never be able to afford it. “Yes, but it's just for a moment. Your own phone will be ready before tomorrow ends.”“Thank you so much, grandfather…” he began.“Oh no! There's no need to thank me. It's all yours. And you deserve even more to compensate you for all the years you spent outside your home. That reminds me, you will be needing a lot of things. You are a Fredrick and must dress, b
This time, Jake didn't wait for the door to be opened for him. He came down himself and looked around to be sure he was at the right place. “Is there a problem, young master?” Richard asked, noticing his movements. “Is this the estate? The one I own?”“Yes, young master. All but one of the houses are occupied. The last one has been paid for but the owner is yet to move in. You can be rest assured that there are no men of questionable character here. They are all wealthy men, who are into legitimate businesses and they all pay their rents as at when due. Let's take a tour sir, do you mind?”“No, I don't. Let's go please.”Richard took him around, explaining what was necessary to him. Finally, they got to the house that Jake worked in.“This is the house, young master. A wealthy business tycoon just got this house a few days ago. The humongous beauty, superior and superb nature of this estate is known to everyone, the occupants and the public alike. That is why we take only the best,