“Let me get this straight: you want to give Christopher a job?” Reuben said it with one eyebrow raised.He and Jason were at Jason’s apartment, sitting opposite each other in the living room. Jason had just filled Reuben in on everything that took place with him, Maxwell, and Christopher."Yes, I do,” Jasón said as he brought the mug of coffee he had in his hand to his lips and took a sip from it.“Hmm. The same Christopher who kidnapped you?” Reuben asked with his tone raised slightly.Rolling his eyes, Jason answered, "Yes, Reuben, that one.”Reuben nodded. “I see. And Ethos is also the same Christopher who tried to kill you, right? Or am I getting it mixed up?” “This is annoying, Reuben,” Jason blurted.Reuben raised his arms in a mock gesture of innocence. “It’s not my intention to be annoying my friend, but did he or did he not do all those things?”Jason heaved a sigh. He knew that Reuben had a point. Christopher had done many things to Jason, much more than the things Reuben h
“Amelia, what’s wrong? It sounds like you’re giving me bad news,” Jason said.“No…no” Amelia cleared her throat. “It’s not bad news; it’s just that you have to attend the meeting before you start your duties',' she clarified, but her tone didn’t ease Jason’s worries.“But that wasn’t the case before. Did something happen?” Jason asked.Jason heard Rose call for Amelia on the other end. “Jason I really can’t say until the meeting tomorrow because I was given very few details myself; just make sure you make it on time. I’ll text you with more details, but I have to go now. Bye,” Amelia said.Jason breathed a sigh. "Okay, bye,” he said, then hung up.He slowly sat down and impatiently waited for Amelia’s message.Ding! A few minutes later, Jason received the notification that he had been waiting for.Amelia: The meeting is with the shareholders of the company. It’s by 9:00 a.m. tomorrow. I don’t have many details on it myself, but they said to hold all managerial decisions until after t
The elevator finally stopped at the highest floor, and all three men stepped out.The highest floor of the Elysian Syndicate was the pinnacle of prestige. Once they stepped out of the elevator, they were greeted by a spacious reception area that was adorned with minimalist pieces and luxurious furnishings. The floor-to-ceiling windows offered a panoramic view of the city and coloured the room with natural light. Only the top members of the Elysian Syndicate were seen on the floor, save for the receptionists. Jason knew that Kent and Roland were about to be rude to him since he was on this floor. He smiled to himself at the irony.Kent and Roland looked at Jason with confusion and annoyance etched across their faces as he walked behind them, approaching the conference room.“Are you lost?” Kent snarled at Jason.“No, are you?” Jason replied. He decided to toy with them a bit if they were going to be rude."Listen, buddy, this is the top floor where executive meetings take place. If y
Confusion coloured Kent’s expression for a moment before he nodded. “Of course, how could I not see it before? He’s the one who will pass out water bottles at the meeting, right?”“No, Kent…” Amelia started, but Jason stopped her. He decided to keep up the game of the reveal of his identity for a little longer."Yes, Kent, I'm the bottle boy,” Jason said.“Why didn’t you tell me sooner? I'm thirsty as hell; do you mind getting me some water now?” Kent requested.“Not at all,” Jason smiled.Amelia looked at him with a brow raised, but Jason just smiled at her. “Would you also like a bottle, miss?” Jason asked.Realisation hit Amelia, and she decided to play along. "Sure, why not?”“Excuse me,” Jason said as he walked over to the dispenser area, which was right next to the conference room where the meeting would take place.He watched Roland, Kent, and Amelia walk into the conference room as he filled up two cups of water. He peered into the room as they opened the door slightly and sa
There was a short moment of silence as everyone looked at each other as if trying to figure out what to say.“Is this a joke?” Roland blurted out as he glared at Jason.“If you’re really the majority shareholder, why were you passing around bottles?” The woman, whom Jason assumed was Victoria, asked with a puzzled expression.Kent didn’t say a word; instead, he looked at Jason with an intense gaze, like he was analysing his every expression. Then he murmured something that resembled a curse and then exchanged a look with Roland.Jason couldn’t deny that Kent’s silence surprised him; he had expected him to be the one to ask if it were a joke, not Roland.Everyone’s eyes darted from Jason to Amelia, as she was the only one who knew the true identity of the majority shareholder. Amelia’s eyes were lit with a tinkle of mischief as she saw everyone’s surprised expressions, particularly Roland’s.“Amelia, is what this young man is saying true?” the elderly man asked.Amelia nodded. "Yes, Mr
"Well, at least he's fair,” Roland said in a low tone.Jason could feel Kent's gaze peering into him, so his eyes darted to Kent. After staring at Jason, Kent exchanged a knowing look and a subtle nod with every other shareholder. The only one who did not nod back at him was Franklin. Kent glared at Franklin like he was warning him about something when he saw that he was unresponsive.Mr. Harrington cleared his throat. “The voting may now begin, from the first person to my left. Victoria”Victoria’s gaze flickered between Kent and Jason. “I vote Kent,” she declared like she had rehearsed it in the mirror that morning.Kent nodded and smiled at her while adjusting the collar of his expensive suit. He looked at Jason, who was currently lying back in his seat, with an aloof expression.By now, everything was perfectly clear to Jason. It was obvious that Kent had convinced everyone to vote for him as president of the Elysian Syndicate. He had probably been eyeing the position for a long
"K..Kent, you can’t be serious." Roland stuttered as he stared at Kent, dazed.“I am. A friendly competition never hurt anybody,” Kent said. “Right, Jason?”“Not at all,” Jason replied. “That is unless you’re the loser.”Small chuckles escaped Amelia and Franklin’s lips at Jason’s last comment, but Kent just offered him a tight-lipped smile.Jason’s surprise at Kent’s acceptance of the challenge had dwindled. He figured that even though Kent wanted to be president right away, he wouldn’t mind waiting some days and beating Jason while he was at it. He didn’t see Jason as much of a competitor, so to him, it wasn’t a challenge but a delayed victory.“So it’s settled then." Mr. Harrington said, “You both have a month to work on the three issues that Amelia has mentioned. After that, we shall see who’s better suited for the position.”“So the Elysian Syndicate won’t have a president till then?” Victoria questioned.“Amelia will continue running things as she has till then.” Mr. Harrington
Jason lifted his knuckle and knocked on the door of Mr. Harrington’s office. As he did so, he wondered why the man had asked to see him.“Come in,” he heard Mr. Harrington say from the other side of the door.Jason opened the door and stepped into the office, shutting the door once he was inside.He took a moment to observe the office. Its decor contrasted with everything else at the Elysian Syndicate in the sense that it was more old-fashioned than the modern design of the rest of the building.Mr. Harrington sat behind a large Mahogany desk that looked as old as he was.“Take a seat,” he told Jason, gesturing for him to take the seat on the other side of the desk.Jason sat in the chair as Mr. Harrington told him to, sinking into the comfortable velvet cushioning of the chair as he did.“I’m sure you’re wondering why I called you here,” Mr. Harrington said.“Yes Sir. I hope I didn’t say anything to upset you at the meeting,” Jason said, his tone respectful.“On the contrary, save fo