“Bring him out,” Jason ordered the security men who stood at the far end of the hall, and they did as he had said, pulling him out of the cylindrical component and bringing him to stand in front of Jason, still bound by chains and handcuffed like a prisoner.Jason looked into the man's eyes, he couldn't help but wonder what gave the young man the guts to walk into his organization, and snoop around, whilst hoping that he would not get caught. “Will you speak up, or do you want me to ask you?” Jason uttered, and the man looked straight into his eyes without giving a response. “Silence huh?” He scoffed and nodded his head. A sanctimonious smirk crept upon his face as he looked at his employees.“Can I have my knuckle rings?” He requested, and while he was still speaking, one of the men in a white lab coat brought a small black briefcase to him.When he opened it, Jason took out five knuckle rings, each with a diamond centerpiece. He wore one on each finger and turned back to the man o
“Does he have kids?” Jason asked her, whilst pointing his gun to the man’s head.“I can't confirm that sir,” She replied,“But I've also tracked some close relatives, do you want me to inform the unit in those areas? It'll only take a few hours and the job will be done.” “Don't you dare lay a hand on my family members!” He yelled, “They have nothing to do with this…” While he was still speaking, Jason smacked him on the face with the head of the gun.“Then speak up!” He snapped, “I am not going to do this with you! Not today…I don't… have that time!” Each time Jason cut off his words, he kicked his victim on his side, making him roll in pain.“Deputy administrator Angus!” The man gave in, closing his eyes in pain. He was breathing heavily and sweating all over, and with the handcuffs still on, he couldn't touch any part of his body where he felt the pain to soothe them.“Christopher Angus.”Jason scoffed,“The deputy administrator, not even the administrator himself. What did he as
Grace rolled back her eyes in disdain, this was a task she was reluctant about but had no choice, because Melissa had to be dealt with one way or another.She approached the lady whose eyes were glued to her phone, and had two bodyguards in front of her, which left Grace speechless,“She still upholds her social status,” she thought.“Apparently Mr. Jason didn't want to take that from her… or? I don't know, Mr. Jason is just an idiot when it comes to marriage or love in general… it's a good thing my thoughts are not floating in a chat bubble right now.” “Hi!” She waved at Melissa with a smile, and the young lady lifted her head and smiled.“Oh, hello?” She said and lowered her glasses with an intimidating aura. She placed the phone in her purse, and took off the glasses to look at Grace, hopefully, she was there to make her meeting with the boss easier.“You are Mrs Melissa Black… Mrs. Melissa, it's quite a surprise,” Grace said, faking a smile and extending her hand for a handshake.
A few days passed, and Grace's hatred for Jennifer grew, she could not believe how quickly she turned against a friend, just because of what Melissa had told her. Each time she saw the elegant actress walk into the set, Grace always found a way to avoid her, making sure that they never spoke to each other. Today was unavoidable because Jason was going to be on set. It was the first time in the industry that Jason would show up on set, not to reveal himself but to see what was going on. He usually avoided these meetings, seeing that there were people to take care of it, so it left Grace puzzled, what exactly was he coming there to do? While she waited for him to arrive, Grace was walking around the building, going from one set to another checking out a few things and interacting with a few actors and crew members, but one set in particular made her realize that she ought to have turned around earlier. Jennifer's eyes met hers and she was forced to fake a smile. The set was designed
Just as she turned to leave, Grace noticed a familiar figure walking down the hallway. His dark silky hair, his charisma, that charming figure that never ceased to hypnotize her was walking down the hallway, his hand firmly holding onto his phone. Rather than wait for him to approach her, Grace picked up the pace and got to where Jason was to greet him. Usually, she'd meet him holding a suitcase or a file that she ought to take from him, but this time there was nothing. "Good afternoon sir," she greeted him, keeping a smile on her face the whole time, but Jason as always didn't seem to brighten up, not even a little. "How are you, Grace?" He asked her, still strolling down the hallway without batting an eye at her. "I'm fine," she replied, "I didn't know you will be here today sir," she lied, hoping that Jason would open up to her about his reasons for coming. Jason paused, and said, "I sent you a message which you read, but id rsther not force you to make up more lies than yo
Jason took the apples out of the refrigerator with a long sigh. Balancing two apples in one hand, he made his way to the slab and placed them on the fruit platter and his phone by the side. He took the knife from the rack and proceeded to skilfully slice the apples just the way she liked it, but he had barely gone halfway when his attention was drawn by the vibrations of his phone on the slab. Looking at the name on the screen, Jason didn't hesitate to pick up the call. “Hello Grace?” he uttered, balancing the phone in between his ear and shoulder to avoid putting it on a loudspeaker. “Hello sir,” Grace retorted from the other side of the phone “I called to congratulate you on behalf of your wife,” She exclaimed with pleasure, giving Jason a hint on what the good news might be about. “From what I see, she will be awarded the best actress of the year at the Fishford Awards, it's incredible to see that she has gotten global recognition.” “Well deserved, don't you think?” Jason
With his heart full of joy, Jason walked out of the living room, this made him think less of his mother-in-law's harsh words. To date, he has yet to understand why the old lady was so cold toward him. Constantly making references to a poor wretched status, whereas the house they lived in, was under his name. She had never purchased a single appliance or contributed to maintenance, everything concerning this exotic mansion came out of Jason's bank account yet he was compared to a street beggar. He was also turned into an errand boy, and without a single maid in the mansion, Jason had diligently done everything that a maid could have done, yet neither his wife nor mother in law seemed to be satisfied with his efforts. He has chosen to take his mind off how they treated him, it was a prize he had to pay for keeping his identity concealed, but their pride and arrogance grew with each passing day and became unbearable. Each time Melissa's success got to a higher level, they made thems
Early the next morning, Melissa walked into the living room, her face beaming with gladness. Every second spent with Alex played back in her head like a movie on replay, and they never ceased to put a smile on her face. It was only a matter of seconds before she noticed the decorations that had partially been taken down, the dish, candles that had been put out, and food that had stayed over the night. The roses and petals were in really bad shape. Thus, the romantic setup appeared more like a mess. But with how every single item was to her taste, from the color to the dishes, even the lingering scent of the candles made Melissa realize how much effort he had put into making this a memorable date, yet she was unimpressed. “Good morning,” Jason's voice drew her attention. It was surprising how she had been in the living room for a few seconds without noticing his presence. Her smile faded instantly, and as she stared at her husband from head to toe, Melissa couldn't help but squint