When she got closer to them, a bouncer stopped her midway. “You can't step further than this. Go back Miss.”She strained her neck to see more but there was no Jake in sight. Had she seen wrongly? Or was it her imagination?“Of course, it should be my imagination. Jake can't be with Reed. No, he's hopeless.”Sky went home and relayed the outcome of the meeting to her mother. Amelia was unhappy that they lost Reed. “We will try again, child.”Grrrnnggggg! Grnnnggggg!!Jake's phone rang. He stretched his hands lazily and picked it up. He was seated in an air conditioned office, going through the files that were brought before him. His grandfather had officially handed the company over to him and charged him to do his best. The caller was George. “Hello George.”“Jake! You will not believe what I'm about to tell you right now! I'm super excited!” George exclaimed. Jake smiled. He knew what his friend was about to say, after all, he was the one who put him in the managerial position.
Jake turned in that direction and saw Vincent Winters running up to him. “Pray, Jake. Undo what you have done. I've learnt my mistake now. I will never be careless in the future, please,” he begged. “Too late,” Jake replied. Vincent had only a few hours left. His father had reminded him that he was going to get his lawyer to change the will in Jim's favour. Left with no other choice, Vincent had gone in search of Jake without success. He had dropped by to see if another person would help him out only to stumble on Jake. “Isn't that Vincent Winters?” George asked, coming closer to them. “It's him. Emm. How about you go ahead and to your office. I'll find my way home from here.”“Is that okay by you? I should make going home easier for you, Jake.”“Oh no. I have other things to do around here. I'm perfectly fine.”Having dismissed George, Jake focused on Vincent once more. “It's too late. The deed has been done.”“No Jake, no. I'll do anything. My dad is threatening to take away m
“Wife? Grandfather how…”Grandfather Ashley ignored him entirely and acted like he didn't say a word. “She's very beautiful and she's the perfect wife for you. She's the first daughter of Lucas Grant, the owner of Lorento Halls.”“But grandfather, I don't need a wife,” Jake pointed out. “Yes, you need a wife. I'll be arranging a date with her family next week and you must be there.”Jake thought hard. Firstly, he wasn't ready to reveal his identity to the public. But if he's on a date with Miss Lauren Grant, there was no way it will not be known that he's the grandson of Ashley Frederick. “Grandfather, I'm opposed to that. I will find a wife in no time, grandfather. I don't want any arranged dates, please grandfather.”Ashley didn't respond, instead, he continued eating his food. Two days had passed and Jake had forgotten all about the date and marriage talks. He woke up that morning full of vigour and got dressed, ready to go to the head office of the Frederick conglomerate in th
“You punk!”“Mother? What's happening?” Harley ran over. “I was only explaining the obvious to your mother. The products on display today are fake.”“What? I see you have lost your mind.”A thin smile appeared on Jake's face and he put his hands into his pocket and pulled out a neatly folded sheet of paper. “There's the proof, go through it.”Harley snatched the paper from him and read aloud. “Maris Leather bag. Leather purchased from Duality foils. Quality,Polyurethane 60%Cotton 10%Nylon 7%Acrylic 5%Results: Fake and substandard.What's the meaning of this, Jake?” Harley asked. Amelia snatched the paper from Harley and looked at it. She went further to check the details in the paper and found it to be true. The paper also had a legal symbol that could be used as a legal proof in court.“Nonsense!” she said and tore up the paper.“I see that you are mad. Don't worry mother, I'll get the security to throw him out,” Harley assured her. “I know those bags are fake. Even the one
Amelia found her way to the bathroom and touched up her makeup, then walked calmly back to the event. But on getting there, she saw new sets of goods on display! Her plan was to announce Jake as the owner, then tell everyone that he was the one who purchased those fake products. However, Jake beat her to it, he won again.After Richard told Jake that the Kents were planning to sell out fake products, he ordered a delivery of the real and original ones. The plan was to replace them once Amelia signs over the company. He knew that Amelia would not let him take the company as well as win the auction. He knew how schemy she was and dealt with her accordingly. The goods were separated in two groups, hers and another group. She screamed and cursed Jake in her head, she couldn't do it out loud. “Once he sells off the ones I bought, I'll tell everyone that it's fake and Jake would be a sore loser,” she decided.Jake gave orders to his lawyers in the car and he alighted afterwards. Scarcely
Amelia was green with envy. She found it very hard to believe that her plans failed through because Jake planned meticulously and won the hearts of the audience. The man took up the microphone and continued.“Alright, just before we round up, this exhibition was merged with an educational session, and it's the courtesy of a new management! Let's let the former CEO tell us more on that.”Amelia stood up and forced a smile on her face. She was met by the piercing eyes of the two lawyers, seated in the front pew. “That's right. Kent group has changed hands,” she dropped the bombshell. Her family members opened their mouths in shock. There was no way that was true, right? They were all clapping a few minutes ago, parading all over the place like swans because they knew they were going to gain so much from the exhibition. But here was their mother, bursting the bubbles and giving them the surprise of their lives and news of the century. The man took it up from there and gave all the hono
Jake spent the following day crouching over files and studying them. Despite his numerous visits to their different companies, he still haven't covered up to one tenth of the companies he owned. He was going through the files as his grandfather insisted and Richard was there to help him if need be. By evening, he decided to take a break. Then he recalled that there was a get together the following day. He went to his wardrobe and picked out a shirt and trousers. They were not very fashionable but they were decent and good looking. He gave them to one of the household servants and ordered her to dry clean the clothes. The D-day for the gathering was finally here. Jake got dressed in the outfit he had picked the previous day. His driver was dutifully waiting for him downstairs. “Good morning, Mr Frederick. Which car are we going in, sir?”“Get the Bugatti,” Jake responded. The driver, Ken, did as he was told and drove the Bugatti out of the garage. Jake got in and the journey began.
“Did you not hear? He's been kicked out of the family,” another clarified. “Hahaha. Who knows, as a pathetic fellow, he must have gone to beg them for the car after they made it big in the last exhibition.”“Right! That's very true. You have a point there.”Jake heard them clearly but he didn't utter a word. He would speak, but not now, he had no time for these small frys. He made his way into the room and sat down on a seat. The event started and the noisy boys outside came inside. There were already listed and lines up activities for the day and they all began. Nearly all the guys were richly dressed and even the girls. As the day wore on, Elvis got audience and asked,“Where's our Honda accord driver?” He said this in a loud voice and everyone laughed. They all turned in Jake's direction. “Oh. There he is, having the best meal of his life,” Elvis continued. “I’m reminded of those days when Jake delivered my gifts to my girlfriend from Lily high,” one guy from Springton Univers