The car came to a halt a few steps away from the school gate, Jack stepped down and waved at Kelvin Wang before he rushed into the school premises.“Is that not Jack?’ “Who is the man who brought him to school?”“Maybe the man felt pity for him after listening to his pathetic story; if not, why do you think such a rich man would want to give him a lift to school.” Another student said.“Today is such a mysterious day. Jordan Norman’s family is fighting to save their business, and now we just saw Jack the errand boy, coming out of an expensive car. I am blessed to have witnessed this day.” Another student said in sarcasm.The students laughed at his words, they continued with what they were doing before Jack’s arrival interrupted them.The black Audi drove and parked at the gate of Crestview with the figure staring at the school gate.Jack was trying to control his breathing pace when he arrived at the entrance of the class, He hoisted his head to see the lecturer staring at him.“Ja
Jack moved to take a look at who just made the statement and found Anna standing beside him. “No, I didn’t. why would I do such.” He replied politely.Anna sat beside Jack, “Nothing, I just felt like asking. Tell me why did you come to school late, it’s unlike you. And you know I don’t believe the lie you said in class earlier.”Jack sighed softly, his gaze fixed on her. “I was busy with something, that’s why.” “I understand, but no problem. Here is my note for today’s lecture, remember to return it when you are through.” Anna said as she placed the notebook on the desk. She smiled at Jack before walking out of the classroom.Jack kept a smiling face; his smile was interrupted by one of the rude students in class. “Hey, Errand boy. Why are you smiling.” Jack didn’t pay attention to his words; he took the book, shoved it into his back and left the class.Arriving at Mr Giorgio’s office, he knocked twice before a voice spoke from inside. “Come in.” He said as usual.Jack walked in; h
Harry and Barbara were both seated across each other, with varieties of food placed before them. His expression was a mixture of awe and confusion. At first, he was scared and had to whisper to the manager, who couldn’t help but smile.“Everything has been settled, you don’t have to worry.”“Settled, by who?” Harry asked.The manager patted his back, “Some questions should be left unanswered. Have a great time. The servants would attend to you; a room has been kept for you in case you need to make use of it. You can inform them, and they will guide you to the room,” He muttered before walking away.Harry nodded, he couldn’t believe what was happening around him. Everything seemed confusing to him, but he knew if the manager refused to speak up, then only one person could give him the answer to his questions, which was Jack.He smiled and moved back to sit with Barbara; they ate slowly, exchanging glances at each other with a smile.“This place is nice and their foods taste good,” Barb
Vivian returned home feeling provoked and disappointed; she walked past the maid, ignoring their greetings. Her mind was a mixture of anger and sadness. She was expecting to have a good conversation with Jack, but things didn’t go as planned. She was walking past when a hand gripped her from behind; she turned her gaze and saw her ex-boyfriend, Mike Weston. He gave her a romantic look, but she felt irritated by his presence.“What are you doing here, I thought I informed you it’s over between us. Why can’t you get that into your skull.” “Why are you acting this way to me, you know I love you. I am sorry for the way things turned out the other day. It was never meant to happen.” “Mike, I don’t care. I just want you out of my life, I have found someone else I love. And I don’t want to see you anywhere close to me.” She warned.Mike tried to hold her hand but she refused, moving back from his grip.Vivian frowned her Face, giving him a cold glance. “Stay Away from me,” she yelled wal
Jack stepped out of the car and ambled towards the building; he wore a casual outfit, a t,-shirt and jeans and sneakers to match the attire. When he walked into the house the first place he entered was his grandmother’s room. He knocked twice before the door was open from inside. “Good evening, Grandma.” He said with a grin. Grandma was surprised to see Jack; it’s been weeks since the two last saw each other face to face aside from Facetime or the calls they normally have. Jack engulfed her in a warm hug, she felt excited seeing her grandson. “Look at you, you are looking handsome as always. How are you doing?” She intoned. “I am fine grandma, and you.” “I am fine, Jack. Your Dad is back, hope you are aware.” Grandma said with her voice barely above a whisper. “Yes, Grandma. I am aware.” He replied, walking into the room. He sat on the sofa, with his hand behind his head. “How is school, and hope you are doing alright.” “Grandma school is great, and I am doing fine,” he repli
Vivian felt her hand throbbing, his words hit her. She knew it wasn’t going to be easy but she wouldn’t go home without expressing herself. “Jack, I know what I did was bad. I take the blame for it.” She said. Mr. Harrison’s gaze moved from Vivian to his son, Nelson and back to Vivian. He felt something was amiss, and he would need an explanation. “Can someone tell me what’s going on?” He abruptly questioned. She swallowed hard; she didn’t know how to spill out what happened without getting them upset. She was struggling with her words. Jack steps in, unfolding the truth. Everyone in the dining room was taken aback by what they just heard. Mr. Nelson stared at his daughter with his brow wide in disbelief. He felt angry but kept his cool; his daughter lied to him; she never informed him about what she did. “Why would you do that?” Mr. Harrison questioned, and now fathom why his son had been angry at her. “I am sorry, I didn’t mean for it to happen. I allowed my emotions to cloud
Jack felt a flush of embarrassment, his cheeks warmed as he realised the delay he was causing. He drew a deep breath while trying to maintain his composure.“I am sorry; just give me a moment,” he said politely, with his frustration evident in his tone.“You don’t have money to pay for what you bought, what a shame.” Someone said from the background.“He is poor; he just wants to show off.” Another person said.Jack tried to refresh the bank application and then tried again. He could hear the murmuring from the people behind. He didn’t blame them, but himself for being careless. “If you don’t have money, you get out of here.” Another person sneered.A familiar figure came out from the crowd when she spotted Jack, she giggled uncontrollably as she took a few steps towards Jack. It was Anastasia, Clara Grant's best friend.“Why not tell everyone you can’t pay for it? Why claim you have the money when we know you are poor.”Jack tossed his gaze at the figure, who kept a smiling face. H
“I can see he is showing off, it should work or else he would be arrested.” Another person said. The salesperson kept a serious demeanor, as she began accessing the things bought by the other customers. When she was through with the last person, she raised her brow, taking a glance at Jack. “It’s worth $35,000 for everything.” “Okay,” he nods, turning to the two men who have been standing at the door making sarcastic statements. “Do you care for anything?” One of them nodded, while the other refused. “Take what you want.” He rushed into the store and got two sneakers. His friend shook his head. Then to his driver, who didn’t hesitate to pick two sneakers. “So how much in total?” “It’s $ 40,400.” Jack handed her his card, the customers who took things didn’t go as some stayed to know if he was truly going to make payment as he said. They watched him type in his pin. “Confirmed.” “Wow, he really did pay for it.” One of the customers said. “You kept your promise, thank you.”