"What are you talking about?" Jackson shook Miss Betty's shoulders, watching the heavy tears roll down her cheeks. "Your father, he was such a nice man and-?" Betty gasped when she realized she had said something excessive. "You said a man rushed in to save my father that day, but he ended up causing more harm!" Jackson shouted. "Who are you talking about?""I...Huh." Her lips twitched. "Did I say anything like that? I'm sure it was a slip of tongue.""But, you-" Jackson was taken aback. This was something he heard very clearly just now. "Please tell me the truth, Betty. What really happened that day?"She averted her gaze. "I was just lamenting how good of a person your father was. The night he died I had gone home for the weekend when I got a call that the house had caught fire!""By the time I arrived, the fire fighters had arrived and your father's corpse was just being brought out.""There was a large knife gash on his neck, the police said he was almost dead when that final st
"Yes, Boss." Slade nodded gravely. "I actually sent some men to intercept the buyers at the black market, but they were attacked and brutally injured.""What?" Jackson was more than appalled. "Who dares to hurt my men? Have you discovered who they are? Where's the housekeeper now?""Betty managed to escape." Slade gritted. "All the men were injured, so no one was able to run after her.""I knew it! I knew that woman was not being sincere the first moment set my eyes on her." Jackson was so upset. "That sculpture cost my father a lot of money, I can't just let it go like that!""Boss, we-" Slade was interrupted by a phone call. He took an excuse and left, returning shortly after with a big frown. "There's trouble, Boss. The men that bought the Kneiss sculpture are members of the Dark Alphas.""And so what?" Jackson hissed angrily.The Dark Alpha was a notorious cult group involved with kidnappings, stealing, organ and drug trafficking and various criminal activities in the black marke
The next day, Jackson arrived at the office early to begin preparations. He had to supervise the first production they were having with Belare Corps. From here, they had to gauge how responsive the public was to the new products. With this, Jackson was quickly immersed into work that he didn't realize there was a commotion outside the company gates.The head Security suddenly rushed in. "Sir, we need your presence right now!""What's wrong?" Jackson frowned, not wanting to be distracted from his work. "Some set of young people are outside, protesting and calling you a manipulator, liar and cruel person!"Jackson removes his glasses. "And who are these people?"The man faltered. "I can't say, Boss. You have to come see yourself!"Jackson had no choice than to follow behind him outside the gates where he met a spectacular scene. Debra Wilson was outside there, yelling inyo a megaphone and holding a poster filled with malicious lies about him.She was surrounded by a few teenage girl
By the time Jackson could return back to work, he had wasted ample amount of time. He quickly apologized to the CEO of Belare, Miss Ferny and carried on with the inspection of the warehouse site. "This looks promising." Miss Ferny shook hands firmly with him. "We should produce the first batch of products by end of this week. Let's see the public response to it."The woman nodded, then took her cue to leave. Jackson returned to his office to meet Mr Ernestine waiting. "I'm handing over the proceeds of the police investigation to you. The guilty board members have all paid compensation, here it is." He placed a cheque on the table. "As the new Head Manager, I except you to channel it into good causes for the company." "Yea sir." Jackson received the cheque with a smile.With this, his efforts was paying off. This money was enough to cushion the incoming effects of inflation, provide incentives to workers, and they wouldn't need to increase the price like Xander originally propose
Jackson's heart went cold. "Did you see assassin that murdered Betty?""Er." Slade frowned deeply. "Our men got there right when the man tried to escape, but when we tried to apprehend him, he opened fire on us, injuring two of our men!""Hmm." Jackson nodded, slowly taking his seat. He had expected to get the housekeeper, and coax the truth of what happened from her. Unfortunately, someone got there before him and murdered her in cold blood. "The money from the sales of the Kneiss sculpture was still in her slingbag, including her passport and a flight ticket." Slade replied. "Seems she already knew the danger lurking around her."Jackson's face hardened further. "That murder was so cruel. Who could it be, Boss?" Slade had to ask. "We only have conjectures at this point. There's no evidence pointing at a particular person." Jackson gritted. "Now that the men are calm, go interrogate them again, perhaps someone saw something like a chain, an inscription or even a tattoo?"Slade b
"Boss, what do we do to them?" Slade had to ask when Jackson started making his way back to the room. "Treat them exactly how they wanted to do to me." Jackson muttered. By the time he returned to his study, the crypt-breakers were deep in work, banging and hitting mercilessly in an effort to unlock the box. He didn't want to interrupt them, so he quietly settled back in his desk. He couldn't believe Morgan was so careless.How could he send such inexperienced and useless men to attack him? What was the meaning of those riff-raffs?He got angrier the more he thought of it. 3 hours later.. Jackson was buried in his work when he heard a loud exclamation of delight. He looked up to see the crypt breakers smiling happily. "We've finally cracked the code of the box, sir. It's all open and ready for you to view now!"Jackson's heart skipped a beat as he approached them, his gaze never leaving the box. This box contained the most precious thing his father had kept in store for him.
"I don't seem to understand what you're talking about." Jackson frowned at Kenneth. "How is Morgan's arrival at the company any of my business!""I refuse to believe you can't see what this means?" Owen snapped at him. "That traitor is at the company only to watch your actions and easily cause issues about it.""Let him bring it on, then!" Jackson was furious. "That's because the matter here, what are we going to do about the Supreme Seal? I need to have a look at it before the tournament comes up.""Is that what you really want?" Owen asked after a minute of silent tension in the room. "I was speaking to Kenneth, Mr Owen." Jackson didn't understand why the man couldn't speak up. Owen was merely a board member who didn't even have the right to listen to such confidential matters. "I can't make it available anytime soon." Kenneth finally spoke up when he noticed the expression on Jackson's face. "Why exactly?""Erm, I'll be out travelling the country in a few days, I can't go to th
Jackson squinted his gaze at Morgan. "You should watch what you say, before you get slammed with a slander lawsuit in the nearest future!" He remained cool and expressionless on the outside. He had given Anna Wilson a good threat, if she dared to tell any living aoul about it, then she wouldn't blame him for what happened. "My men are still investigating, but I'm only wanting you. Do not cross your boundaries with me, at work or with my family!" Morgan added again before storming off. After speaking with a few more board members, Jackson made his way to his office. On his way, he decided to stop at the men's restroom to wash his hands. He hadn't stepped in when he heard two men discussing. "Don't you think this new Head of Managers is going too far?"The other man laughed. "Let him keep being deluded. He's new so he doesn't understand that this comaony no longer has a backbone. It's just a disaster, waiting to happen!"Jackson gritted, wiping his hands to go confront them. "Ever