Extraordinary Jackson Ryder

06: They'll Come Begging For Mercy!

"Whatever happens, you can’t go back on your word!" Jackson warned. 

Isaac smirked cruelly. "In a few minutes, you’ll be the one kowtowing and begging me to spare your life!" 

For the sake of Miranda, he'd bribed some core officials at Hutton Group and they’d drafted out the contract with her name already. The stakeholders meeting was just mere formality. 

Miranda nudged Isaac, trying to warn him to be careful.

Jackson didn't seem like the reserved man that used to be her husband, he now had a cold, domineering aura that sends chills down her spine. 

They all turned their gazes to the TV as a reporter live at the conference hall spoke.

He began with the History of the Hutton Group, what the Axel Contract was all about, several companies that had won in the past, and the several benefits the winning company would enjoy. 

Debra's palm started to itch with excitement. She couldn't help but stare at Isaac in awe and admiration. 

A loud voice came from the door, stunning everyone away from the TV. "Ahhh, it's good to be home-"

Jackson checked his watch as Miranda’s mother stepped in with a few extended family.

"What is this miser doing here?" Janet was the first to shriek, her face contouring in anger. 

"Miranda, did you invite him over?" Corry, Miranda’s uncle asked, frowning as she studied his clothing. Pft! Still as poor as ever! 

"I'm here to watch the proceedings of the Hutton Group with my ex-wife." Jackson grinned. "I was originally supposed to leave a few minutes earlier, but Mr Moore promised to kowtow if she didn't get the contract."

Janet had a grasp of the situation. "Being useless isn't enough, you dare ask the Manager of Hutton Group to bow to you? Humph, this might be the death of you!" she hollered.

"What're the guards doing? Come in here and drag this fool out!"

"Let him be, mother. I won't spare him when Miranda wins." Isaac waved her to calm down, just as the ad came to an end on the screen.

The reporter was shown again. "At the climax of the meeting, the stakeholders decided to give a special company a 5-year long contract, and access to the VVIP Bank card of Hutton Group. The company’s name is-"

He glanced down at his paper, a brief wave of surprise flitting past his face. The reporter cleared his throat before continuing. "The stakeholders decided not to award any company the contract. The following companies are to see the GM for further enquiries.” He read out a few names buy Miranda’s company was absent from the list.

The room fell silent and all eyes turned towards Jackson, their hearts banging loudly. 

Jackson let out a low laughter. "What happened to ‘I'm the General Manager, and no one can refute my orders?’ How did they not even mention her company, not even acknowledging that she was part of the contestants?"

Everyone turned to Isaac in accusation and his face turned red. "There must have been a mistake somewhere!”

“The meeting was just a formality, they have actually weighed each contestants and taken a closer look at their companies. At the end, Exquisite Corps wasn't mentioned mainly because Miranda is already the winner! What's the point of revealing all your cards to the public?" Isaac spoke in such a confident manner that everyone felt re-assured. He was right, it was probably all due process.

Only Jackson was able to see through his mask. Isaac’s lips were already trembling, his eyes darting around in panic. "Anyways, that has nothing to do with me! Come here and quickly kowtow."

"What?" Everyone gasped in amazement.

Debra was the first to scream. "Didn't you hear what Mr Moore just said, my sister’s company has passed the test! They're only taking their time to announce, why should he bow to you?"

"He gave his word in your presence, didn’t he?” Jackson couldn’t waste his breath on such a silly kid. “Don't try to interfere in adults’ matters!"

"Never!" Janet pulled Isaac behind her. "I don't care about the childish bet you had, you wouldn't dare bring reproach to this family by asking Isaac Moore to bow before you!"

Jackson walked up to Isaac, pushing her away. "What's it? Isaac Moore isn't man enough to keep his word?"

His face turned grim in embarrassment. Glancing at his guards who were lying unconscious after being kicked by Jackson, his heart shuddered. 

This man wasn't just a useless son-in-law. How could he have such massive strength and an intimidating aura?

"Go on, or would you like to begin with the slaps?" Jackson nudged him, taking aggressive steps as Isaac kept stepping back. 

"I would never..." Isaac gritted his teeth and placed his hands on his breast pocket.

Suddenly a pocket knife swished through the air, and blood dripped on the floor. 

"Isaac!"

Everyone stared in a daze.

There was a new figure in the room, protecting Jackson and glaring fiercely at Isaac. "You should watch your mouth, Mister. Before making promises you couldn’t keep!"

Isaac's right arm had been slashed through, dripping blood. He’d tried to attack Jackson with his pocket knife, but this man appeared from nowhere and snatched the knife from him, slashing him instead. 

"Who do you think you are?" Isaac tried to grab his collar. 

In anger, Slade grabbed his outstretched arm and twisted sharply.

"Let me go! P. . .Please!" His face scrunched up in agony.

"Let go of him, you criminal!" Janet tried to throw herself against Slade, but a single glare from Jackson sent her reeling back in fear.

"Next time, watch your tongue when speaking to Jackson!" He twisted the hand further, until Isaac fell on his knees, pleading. 

"Slade." Jackson muttered. "That's enough."

Huffing, he obeyed. Isaac quickly scurried away, escaping in case of another attack.

"Till we meet again, Wilsons!" Jackson sent a last glare at Miranda before leaving. 

Outside, he stopped to scold Slade. "Why did you show your face in front of them? Didn't I warn you never to do that?"

Slade gritted, he felt Jackson was being too lenient with this family. "That was back then, when you were still married to Miranda, Boss. You no longer have a connection with these shameless people!"

"No worries. I have a lot in store for the Wilsons, when I’m done with them, they’ll come begging for mercy.” Contrary to what Slade had thought, Jackson wasn’t going to be lenient. He was only taking things slow.

“Either way, you shouldn't be too reckless. We never know who's currently on our tails. Besides, Isaac Moore is a very dangerous man."

Slade bowed deeply. "It will never happen again, Boss."

Jackson sighed and looked away. 

"The original reason I came was for an emergency matter.” Slade retrieved a folded piece of paper, handing it over. “An urgent message arrived from Mr Kenneth.”

Jackson opened it. It contained a sentence.

‘Meet me at Hotel De Lux ASAP. Morgan is arriving the country soon.’