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Extraordinary Jackson Ryder 35: Failure Isn't An Option, Slade!
"Why exactly do you have a woman tied up in here?" Ernestine asked Jackson with a frown. "It's a long story, sirs. I can explain later. For now I need you to help help me convince the press to give 30 minds extra!" Jackson tried to hurry them but the men didn't bulge. "Why do you think we would help you?" Kent asked. "We have no idea what you or we are doing to goodness sake, can you be less mysterious?""I know you'll help me." Jackson said. "Cause you both are the only ones looking out for the interest of the company. You wouldn't want anything bad to happen!"They both frowned hard, exchanging glances. "You have to assure us that none of this will end up backfiring!""I give you my word." Jackson replied hurriedly. "And untie that woman!" Kent ordered. Craig quickly did as ordered. As both men left, Jackson hurries back to Slade's side. "How many minutes left?""20." Slade was already sweating, trying to keep up with the code required to hack through the high security walls.
Extraordinary Jackson Ryder 36: You're Not Holier!
The next day at the office was quite boisterous, several staffs kept congratulating Jackson immediately he stepped down from the car."Thank you." He frowned deeply at the last person and they stopped it. Jackson arrived at his office to meet Ernestine and Kent waiting at the door. "Congratulations, Mr Ryder." they shook hands warmly with him. "Does anyone care to tell me what's going on?" He finally asked. "Well, Rise media had decided to crown you with the Man of Truth for this month. In response for standing steadfast in the truth and remaining unwavering despite all the odds that were against you!""Wow." Jackson nodded without a change in expression. "Now there's even bigger news!" Kent clapped excitedly. " Because you announced the release if a new product despite the controversy at the conference hall yesterday, the journalist have all created an hype surrounding Hutton's next product!""Most online netizens only know it is a air freshner designed to keep their house smelli
Extraordinary Jackson Ryder 37: Threat Letters?
Jackson sighed as he goes straight to his study because he just came back from the office.Heck, today is literally the worst of the days since he actually became CEO.Well, whoever it was, their aim was to get a reaction out of me, and guess what, they'll fucking get it. I'll make them pay, I don't care who it is. I swear it, I'll rip them apart and shred them, then burn their ashes and feed it to vultures.Nobody fucking crosses me and goes away with it. Not like I care much about that mall, although it's the biggest and I lost a few million, yes, I could build another structure in two days.He didn't want to deal much with the manger that managed my mall, Cellar Malls. He knew for a fact that there's someone who ordered him to do it, and that's the master mind I'll catch."I don't care who he uses as pawns in his game, but I'm sure, I wouldn't be so kind next time, whether to the pawn or the mastermind!"Jackson exhaled and went through the some documents of the business deal worth
Extraordinary Jackson Ryder 38: What Can He Not Do!
Jackson sat in his office, going through some documents. His office exuded minimalist vibes.His phone rang and then he was about to pick it up when a loud bang crashed into his once peaceful office and a man with blonde hair,looks 5'9 barges in which an angry scowl on his face. Jackson stared at the man in amusement as the man stomps in to his desk. "Morgan, what a pleasant surprise, ex brother in law," Jackson leans back and reclines on his chair, looking anything but pleased. Morgan bangs on his desk."Jackson Ryder!" he call out with contempt."You really think you won, don't you?" Jackson lets out a long breath and wondered, 'what is it with everyone and thinking I've won, when I've barely begun winning,' He groaned internally and rubbed his temples as Morgan continues yelling. "You think you have the right to fire three board members? Who gave you the right? You could have asked for as little as a resolution from the board, before you fired them. A vote, Jackson!" Jackson take
Extraordinary Jackson Ryder 39: I Need Someone Dead!
Jackson gets home and enters into his study. Loosening his tie, he slumps on the couch there and closes his eyes. He takes a deep breath.A soft knock on the door,interrupting his thoughts. Slade comes in and stands in a safe distance from Jackson because he is sure that Jackson is really stressed out and the news he bring will definitely rile him up."Slade what do you want?" Jackson asks quietly, not turning to look who it is because no one had the right to come into his study except him."Edwin died in prison sir. Intels says he was murdered. The police says he got into a fight and they killed him." Slade finishes and the only response he got from Jackson was a deep breath. 'The fucker who sent that letter actually killed him," he mutters to himself and Slade just stood there."I think Edwin knows the mastermind personally. So the mastermind decides to get Edwin out of his way..." Slade trails off as he notices the unsettling gaze of his boss on his body. Slade shifts uncomfortably
Extraordinary Jackson Ryder 40. Remember What Happenned?
"I need someone dead," Isaac steps into his car and sits down, his heart thumping louder. The driver closes the door behind him and goes over to start the car."I'll send the pictures in a few minutes," he said over the phone and the other person was quiet for a few seconds."Who is this person you want dead?" The assassin from the other side of the phone asked. He knew for sure that it's not his right to know his target personally, but he couldn't help but ask. Isaac wiped his sweat hands on the seat of the car and took a deep silent breath. After noticing his hesitation from the other side of the phone, he continues, "I'm asking this because we are not going to try and kill any person in higher power. Remember what happened the last time. It cost me my best man's leg. My best!" The assassin says. It seemed to isaac that he was smoking because he heard a soft push of air. "I know I don't believe in anything luck or karma, but it was just destiny. If they hadn't been two, my best man
Extraordinary Jackson Ryder 41: The Inheritance Game!
Jackson was standing in a large conference room, scanning the faces of the company's top managers. The air was filled with tension before the storm. He cleared his throat, drawing the attention of the room. “I found something… interesting.” Jackson began in a calm voice. “This is a file containing details of future investments in the company that his father was planning. It makes a big difference." Owen, wearing a sharp suit and even sharper eyes, remained stoic with an unreadable expression. Kenneth, his faithful butler, was fiddling with his cufflinks, excitement shining in his eyes. Father After the fatal fire broke out, Morgan's jaw clenched and anger boiled under his skin: "The files are in my father's penthouse just outside the city." Jackson carefully observed their reactions and continued his words: “Whoever finds this file will not only ensure the future of the company, but will also be given the highest authority within the company.” There was a lot of murmur in t
Extraordinary Jackson Ryder 42: The Forgotten File!
The morning sun cast a warm glow on the city as Miranda stood outside the tall building that housed Jackson's company. She clutched her purse tightly, her heart pounding with nerves and determination. Today was the day I met my ex-husband, Jackson, after all the pain I had gone through in the past. In his stylish office, Jackson sat at a mahogany desk, his face a mask of concentration. The phone rang and he answered briefly. “Call me.” “Boss, we searched the penthouse from top to bottom. “There is no trace of the file.” His first team reported with disappointment in their voices. Jackson called. He leaned back in his chair and a slight smile appeared on his lips. “They are very nice people.” He said coldly. “Keep looking. You have to be there." Little did he know that his trusted subordinates, Kenneth and Owen, had plans of their own. They believed Miranda's emotional connection to Jackson could be the key to locating the files. We prepared for Miranda's return. Later tha