The Palmview estate was a popular estate, known and exclusively made and reserved for the very rich and powerful, it was the priciest estate to live in, Lake City.
Cash trudged on towards his home, if he could even call the place home, he sneered at himself, and he reluctantly pulled himself towards Kenton’s mansion, which was his residence in the revered Palmview Estate.
The Kenton Mansion was situated in the hub of the gated estate of the elites. The mansion was one of the biggest in the estate and easily the prettiest, with its well-kept lawns and garden, as well as a tennis lawn and a swimming pool that ran hot or cold. The house was a humongous beauty, and her occupants knew this.
After his walk of shame earlier at the office, Cash had hidden himself in the locker room, loathing himself while unloading the pain and tears in his eyes. He impatiently waited for the close of work to enable him to make his escape and avoid the tauntings of those who had witnessed the face-off, refusing to come out, despite the encouragement from his friend George. He had been thankful that his supervisor hadn't sought him out or assigned a task to him.
At the close of work, he had purposely waited for the workers to disperse before surfacing, he wanted to avoid any embarrassment. He had also been reluctant to head back home, he didn't want to come across his wife or any trouble from any member of her family. His friend George, seeing his reluctance, offered for Cash to follow him home for the day, but Cash had politely declined, no matter how tempting the offer had been.
Grudgingly, Cash trudged on and finally got to the security post of the mansion, before he could knock on the gate, the security guard came out scowling at Cash,
“If it isn't the inconsequential husband of Kenton’s household.” opening the gate, he bowed in mockery at Cash “You are welcome back Your Majesty!” he taunted.
“Every other person drove in here with their various luxurious cars and even power bikes, but yet you proudly WALK and waltz in with your two left feet. How pathetic” he pulled the gate halfway and stopped, blocking Cash’s part, making jest of Cash was usually the highlight of his day, and he wasn't going to stop anytime soon.
“There’s something you should know, that I ought to tell you, you know, safeguarding life and property” he winked at Cash, smiling slightly before he continued, “Men like you, are easily replaceable, you know that right? But that's not what I have to tell you, what I have to tell you is that…” pausing once more, he raked his eyes over Cash’s body and snickered and shook his head “Naa, where's the fun in it, if I do tell you myself? Godspeed my friend” he moved away for Cash to pass, still snickering.
Cash ignored him and limped in, but he couldn't help but notice the knowing smirk on the guard’s face. Shaking his head to clear his mind he plodded towards the house, the guard was of no importance.
“You know, I greatly admire their company, as well as that family. The company's stock has never dropped since it entered the stock market. Impressive I must confess” Cash could hear his father-in-law’s voice as he approached the main entrance to the foyer.
The man’s voice sounded alien to Cash’s ears, even if his voice was familiar; he hardly heard admiration or praise in the voice of Trent Kenton, at least his father-in-law had never spoken to him in that tone before.
Curious to know the person his father-in-law was talking with, Cash gently pushed open the heavy bronze door, and as he did, he was reminded of the pain in his foot, courtesy of the bloody jerk that had stomped on his feet, attempting to mask the pain in his leg, and his limping strolled inside and was met with the various scowls and sneers of his in-laws
“Ladies and gentlemen, our wretched and useless son-in-law and brother-in-law has arrived. Can we please have a round of applause for his grand appearance?” David, Vivian’s brother announced mockingly, causing each and everyone present to burst out laughing, hands pointed at him, making jest of him.
“You should have s-een the way Vivian dealt with the fool today at the office, his wretched Highness could not even utter a word or defend himself, so pathetic” one of the female cousins exclaimed in between laughter, clutching her stomach in laughter as she recalled the event.
“I saw it all on tape, someone had the decency and proactiveness to record the incident. I saw it all on his phone, he sent it to those who asked. I have it if you're interested in watching it. I must say it was really laughable, I would hate to be him at that moment” another cousin amused.
Lips strewn together tightly, Cash took in all the insults and mockery thrown at him, he wasn't even aware that the incident had been recorded and shared in the office, he was used to it, used to be the laughingstock, both in the office and at home. One thing he was thankful for, was that his young daughter wasn't present to see her father’s disgrace, and was too young to understand even if she was present.
“He can't even say anything to defend himself”
“How can he, when he's nothing but a weakling” he heard Cassie respond, and he hung his head, fighting back tears, the odds and number weren't in his favour, so he couldn't defend himself, if he dared, he would be rubbished by them.
The door opened behind him, the aun reflecting its light into the house, Cash smelt her, her Daffodilily perfume filling his nostrils, he didn't have to turn to know who had entered the mix.
Turning to acknowledge her presence, he pasted a sweet smile on his face, and as he did, his smile morphed into an instant frown as his eyes travelled the length of the person beside her. Cheeks on fire, eyes turning red and popping out of the socket, he glared and uttered
“You again!?”
Beside him, Vivian stood with her hand on her waist, her stance daring. Running her free hand through her dark silky hair, she grinned knowingly. Their lackadaisical posture further infuriated Cash, and without thinking or minding his audience, he lashed out“What the hell Vivian!!? You would dare insult and degrade me in public, and still dare to bring the same insult into our matrimonial home!?” he queried while pointing at Justin, his nostrils flaring as he did. Vivian chuckled lightly, eyeing him from head to toe, as though he was of no worth, and gave a long and loud hiss. Squaring her shoulders, with one hand, she gently pulled Justin into her home and shoved Cash aside as they proceeded in. Consumed in his anger and humiliation, Cash dragged her back causing her to stumble, her eyes going wild, momentarily shocked. Without hesitation, she raised her hands and promptly slapped Cash, her clenched fist trembling“How dare you!?”“How dare you lay your filthy hands on my daughter
Shoulders squared, chin held high, and her nose in the air, Dame Katrine Kenton haughtily stepped foot into her living room, a slumped Cash was the first person her eyes rested on and she glowered. Tilting her head away from his form, she rolled her eyes, with her mouth downturned and sneered, muttering underneath her breath“Wretched fool”Swatting at the air, with her lips still downturned, she finally noticed her gathered family, raising her eyebrow, her gaze on Jason her favourite grandchild, she asked no one in particular“What's happening here? What has the fool done again?” she groaned loudlyJason decided to be the mouthpiece of the family, stepping forward, he placed a chaste peck on both her cheeks, before relieving her of her purse and hooking his arm with hers, “Nothing grandma. Only that the fool decided to grow balls and assault Vivian, not only that, he chose to insult us and Vivian’s guest to top it all up” Jason rolled his eyes as he spoke, the drama and Cash’s humil
Cash trudged down the street of the estate, occasionally sighing as he did, cursing his life and the path it chose. His face was caked with tears that had dried from his eyes. Seeing a bench in the distance, he dragged himself towards it, reaching it, he folded his weary body unto it, and slouched on the chair, his head propped in both hands. No matter how much he tried, he couldn't find it in him to cry anymore, even tears, his sole companion had left him. The street was practically deserted with only a few cars driving by. Slouched on the bench, Cash slid his hands into his pocket, to bring out his old and overused phone. He had nowhere to go, but he hoped to God that George, his friend and colleague would be willing to put a roof over his head for the night. Dialling George’s number, he waited as the phone rang at the other end“Hey my man, what's up?” George's voice picked up over the phone. Biting the inside of his cheek, with his head swaying both Cash kept quiet at the sound
Muddy water mixed with tears dripped down Cash’s face, he was at a loss for words, turning to face his assailant, Justin was looking back at him with a smug look on his face. Victor, who had watched his son pour the water, had a satisfied smile on his face, let out a booming laugh, and simultaneously clapped his hands loudly.“That’s my boy! That was a good one, my boy. Fools like him, deserve a taste of their own medicine” “That is exactly right, father. To think he was not remorseful and still tried to defend himself. I just needed to show him who's boss here just in case he doesn't know” Justin turned, smiling widely at his fatherThe smile still intact on Victor’s face, “I'm proud of you. You have accomplished it well” The noise had attracted the attention of some of the occupants of that floor, especially Dame Katrina, who had been looking forward to and prepping for her meeting with the Danes.Justin had already informed her of their arrival into the company, wondering what
Cash watched her as proudly walked away without a backward glance. He couldn't fathom if Vivian had always been like that, hating him only because he was poor. He could not understand what had changed, or if she had always been that way. Ever since he had an accident that caused him to have amnesia, Vivian had been vile and mean towards him. Scrubbing his hands over his face, which had a pained expression, he let out a heavy sigh and focused on his present task of mopping the entire floor. An hour later, he was done cleaning the floor and dragged his weary body and cleaning supplies down the elevator to the storage room. “Hey Man, I heard what happened up there, you good?” George, his friend, asked as Cash stepped into their small shared office. Unable to reply, Cash nodded his head as he folded his damp self into the empty seat, not minding and placed his head on the table. “Life really isn't fair” he mumbled under his breath, while his chin quivered. George, hearing him, pla
Can't flinched back, and gulped loudly once more, his hand rubbing at his neck, finally finding his voice. Frowning, he spoke in an uncertain tone, “Um, I think you must have mistaken me for someone else Mister” The man smiled widely, his face beaming his eyes not leaving Cash’s and slightly shook his head“No I'm not, Sir Cash Morgan, or should I say Sir Jason Yates?”Cash struggled to mince words together in reply as he gaped at him, the stranger chuckled lightly and continued“You Sir, are Jason Yates, the one true heir of the Yates entire empire, and your grandfather is ready and waiting for you to take over from him” “Are you sure you're not mistaken, Sir? I think you have the wrong person. I'm Cash Morgan, a poor bastard” The stranger breathed sharply, and shaking his head vigorously he replied “Don’t say that Young Master, our family and you as well are the richest in our country. You are not poor Sir, not in any way close to being poor”Still confused, Cash nodded his hea
President Malcolm continued. "We have 60 affiliations and businesses under Yates Consortium. Lest I forget, you can will the house to your daughter, I'd advise you to do that soon"Cash furrowed his brow thoughtfully, wondering what house President Malcolm was talking about. He smiled instead. "The house where you stay. I learned it's called Kenton's Mansion, it was your wedding gift from me to you. I bet Steve didn't tell you about this because he didn't want to complicate issues"Cash's jaw dropped. This was a wild dream and it was high time he woke up. It wasn't up to 20 minutes before Nathan arrived with a folder and a fountain pen in his hands. He asked Cash to sign the documents, which he obeyed and walked away."I do not wish to distract you from your usual activities, please come see me soon. Uh.....Nathan will drop you off and a gift has been wired to your account, I look forward to how you'll grow Yates Consortium"Cash didn't
Suddenly, Cash felt like his blood was boiling and his anger had lost control. He stormed into the room ignoring Vivian, reaching out for Justin's neck."How dare you!" Cash yelled angrily"Cash Morgan, stop right now!" Vivian screamed out.Cash threw a punch at Justin and Justin retaliated.Out of anger and frustration, Vivian throws the flower vase to the floor causing them to stop."I need you out of this room, now!" She warned."What?" Cash asked shockingly. "I guess you're not talking....""Cash, leave us alone""Why? I'm your husband""You are not!" She retorted. "Vivian" he called out softly, walking closer to her."Stop right there, Mr Morgan" she warned in an aggressive tone. "I'm not your wife. I was forced to become your wife by my grandfather, he died, Steve is no more and I guess I have the right to do anything I want, and refusing to be your husband cannot be exempted"