Back at the apartment, Jason ran into Amelia in the lobby. She was wheeling a rolling suitcase and had another luggage bag in her other hand.She greeted Jason, "Hi.” Jason replied, “Hi. How are you?”Amelia’s lips curled into a small smile that did not reach her eyes. “I'm trying to be okay. I'm going to my hometown for Miriam’s funeral.”“Have a nice trip." Jason’s tone was soft and genuine.There was something different to him about Amelia. Maybe it was the fact that now she wasn't being pressured to marry him, so unlike before, she didn't give him big awkward smiles or try so hard to win his affection. She could just be herself around him now, and Jason liked that much more.“Thank you,” Amelia said.“Honey, wait for me!” Rose called out from the end of the lobby.“Hurry up, Mom; the taxi is waiting for us,” Amelia said. Soon Rose was by her side, saying, “Sorry for taking so long." Her eyes darted to Jason. "Hello, Jason.”"Hi, Miss Marren,” Jason greeted.Rose took Jason’s han
That night, Jason stayed in a hotel like he had planned. It was the Starnac Hotel.The next day, he began his journey back to the city. He hadn’t opened the box of his mother's things; he was saving it for when he got to the apartment.On his way, he decided to stop at the car dealership to get the new car. He knew that if he didn't do it now, he wouldn't for a long time, so it was best if he just got it out of the way.He reached ‘Regal Motors’, the car dealership that Dario had recommended. The building had a sleek exterior that made it look sophisticated. There were large windows that allowed onlookers to catch a glimpse of the gleaming vehicles within. It was definitely a place reserved for the elite.As Jason entered, he was greeted by the sight of polished floors and rows of pristine cars. Sales representatives moved about with purpose, assisting customers who all looked like they were plucked straight out of a fashion magazine in their luxury clothing and accessories, a sharp c
The manager had given Jason his new car along with the car keys.“Timothy, let me drive you home,” Jason offered.Timothy looked at Jason with confusion etched across his face. “Young Master, I can't accept that; I'm the one who should be driving you home.”"No, I want to drive; I want to be the first one to drive the car, plus you came all this way,” Jason insisted.Timothy pondered Jason’s offer with furrowed brows. “Are you sure, Young Master?”“Yes… Remember what I brought up to you some time ago? I want us to talk about it.” Timothy knew exactly what Jason was talking about and how much it meant to him, so he nodded. "Okay, young master... But you really don't have to drive; I can.”"Timothy, get in, or I'm driving away," Jason said his tone was not authoritative; in fact, it was playful, but Timothy wasn't going to take any chances.He ordered the two men to drive the Escalades back to the garage before entering the passenger seat of Jason's new car.Before entering the car, Ja
As Jason drove back to the city, he felt his stomach grumble. He wanted to wait until he got to the apartment before eating, but he still had an hour and a half left of his drive, and he remembered the promise he made to himself that he wouldn't skip a meal because of what happened with Christopher.Thinking of Christopher, he remembered that he told Diana that he would try to reach him.A part of him was worried by the fact that Diana said that she couldn't reach him. Jason couldn't even imagine what kind of condition he was in or what he had gotten himself into.But another part of him was relieved to not have him around; after all, he had tried to kill him. Jason would've had him arrested if not for the fact that Cole would've gone down with him.Instead of a restaurant, Jason decided that he'd eat in the food court of a mall, so he could buy groceries and stock up the apartment.He arrived at the mall and parked his car in the parking lot. As he entered the mall and approached th
“What a coincidence that we were both in the same mall,” Renee chimed as she walked through the mall with Jason. Jason smiled at her, but it wasn’t a genuine one. "Yeah, it was,” he said, his mind heavy, thinking of how he would break the news to her. “If I’m being honest, the reason I came all this way is for this." Renee handed the shopping bag in her hand to Jason. Jason reached into the bag and pulled out the contents. It was an Edox Delfín watch, one of the most expensive types. Her eyes glistened with love and admiration as she spoke about it. “It’s an anniversary gift for Bruno and my wedding anniversary. It's coming up soon, and I wanted to do something special for him. All the malls in the city didn’t have this model. He loves the brand; he lost his a few months ago, so I got an even better one for him. Even though he said he couldn’t buy me any gifts because he was saving, I still want to do this for him. We’ve been having a lot of issues lately, and -” "Renee": Jason cu
On Jason’s way back, he called Reuben to see if he could help him find Christopher. As Jason returned home, he felt a sense of relief and satisfaction now that Renee knew the truth about Bruno. He expected that the next time he saw Bruno, Bruno would find a way to blame Renee for finding out about him instead of taking accountability for his own actions. But he hoped that now that Renee was getting a divorce, he wouldn’t see Bruno again at all. As he arranged his groceries in their place, he thought of his conversation with Timothy; he couldn’t shake the feeling that he was hiding something and didn’t tell him the whole truth about the Greys. He heaved a sigh as he stared at the box of his mother’s things that he had placed on the table. His eyes darted to the groceries in his hands, which made him realise that he was subconsciously putting off opening the box. Jason shook his head. He made the decision then and there that he had to let go of the fear of what he would discover in h
“Is he dead?” Jason asked. It was the first possibility that came to mind ever since Diana told him that she wasn't able to reach him, "No, he's not dead. Please just come here." Reuben pleaded “Text me the address,” Jason said before hanging up. Before leaving the apartment, he made sure to pick up the small key and place it back in the box, along with the rest of the items. Jason’s phone buzzed with an incoming message. He checked, and he saw that Reuben had sent him the address. The area was in the slums of the city, so Jason decided against taking his car as it may do more harm than good and took a taxi instead. Throughout the drive, he caught himself looking over his shoulder and being extra cautious. “Maybe I should get a bodyguard,” he said to himself, genuinely considering Reuben's idea. He arrived safely at the place. It was a tall building that looked like it was owned by a company, but there was no name or logo on the building. But that wasn't what caught Jason’s atte
The crowd settled down slowly as they heard the men’s words. Jason looked on in suspicion as they spoke.“We are law officials, and we want to take your case with this company to court,” one of the men said. He was tall and lanky.Some of the people, including Jason, were sceptical, while others were already cheering for the men.“What’s in it for you?” one of the members of the crowd said, echoing Jason’s concerns. The man who spoke up was elderly, like most of the people who were scammed.“We just want to see justice served,” the other law official said with a firm voice. He was shorter than the other man but had a commanding stance."Finally, people with a good conscience,” Christopher said, elated.The crowd erupted into a mix of cheers and murmurs about what they would do once their money was retrieved, while Jason continued to observe in silence.The lanky man took a few steps forward; he was now only a few centimeters away from the gate that separated the crowd from them. “But