"Sounds perfect, but we must not forget you still have your job in the morning, and I had mine in my uncle's ranch as well. One or two bottles will do. Besides, I'm not good at drinking alcohol." "Neither am I. But we have something to celebrate tonight. Two bottles of beer would be perfect for a cloudy night, don't you agree?" I agreed as I stepped onto the accelerator and sped up the car, heading to the convenience store near my condo. It was the same store where the man who helped me catch the stalker. He hadn't told me what he wanted yet. Never received a call or text from him even if I had already given him my business and personal cards. Luckily, he was on duty when Augustine and I dropped by. "Good evening! Welcome to... Oh, it's you again!" he said. "You came back." "This is the only convenience store nearest to my place, young man," I replied with a smile. "We'll buy beer. Wanna join us? I have been meaning to ask you about my proposal." Before the man could answer my p
"You're a man with a good heart, Zachary," she continued. "I know you would do everything to protect your son from getting humiliated and discriminated against by those people around him when he grows up. Your son needed a Mom. I will sell everything we own to come up with twenty billion dollars in exchange, you have to help our daughter remember everything. What do you think?" I looked deeper into Roger's eyes, digging into something - something that could answer all my questions and concerns about their unexpected visit. He barely breathes out a word every time our paths cross either in the Lincoln mansion or outside. Preferably, his words can reach out to me compared to his evil wife. We may have had fewer conversations in my entire stay in the Lincoln mansion, but I understand him better than anyone because he was simply a minion. Divina had him in his neck, so his voice barely mattered at home or even at work. He was more likely walking in my shoes. So, I prefer
"Careful with your words, Sebastian," Mr. Lincoln seconded. "We don't need to scare your best friend to agree with us. No matter what he decides, it is to our advantage. He could have read the terms and conditions of the contract before getting on our nerves." Indeed, I didn't read everything written in the contract when it had a lot of things to consider to begin with, but I trusted Jennie she did read and understand everything on my behalf. She will not allow something bad to happen to me. Despite all that, one thing I know was that whatever I decide will also be their disadvantage. Losing this mega project will not only lose them their credibility, but a huge opportunity too when it comes to money and connections. They are all fooling themselves for believing Dad will not pay for the penalty. I am his only son, the future of Fisher Group and Companies. "We're so sorry about it, Mr. and Mrs. Lincolns," Jennie replied on my behalf. "Mr. Llamas wasn't thinking straight
John Dave passed through me and didn't say a word about what happened between me and Sebastian. Jennie must not know about it. But he looked me in the eye as soon as he settled in his desk. It was the kind of stare that told me he was bothered and irritated toward me for doing nothing earlier. "Do you think I can make it before class? I mean, I must not skip class today because we have exams." I replied before grabbing my backpack and tailed her to the nearest elevator. "Don't worry, I have seen the program already, Mr. Fisher." Jennie attempted to grab my backpack but I refused. "Right after the ribbon cutting, you're free to go." "That's good to hear, Ms. Pineda." I humbly said back. "Thank you for all the things you have done for me since I got back to my family." "Don't mention it. I was simply doing my job. Needless to say, you have done more for me, and I haven't thanked you for that. Thank you." Jennie extended her response with a humble smile. Jennie
Everyone around me was now considered my enemies, even my parents who never sided with me to begin with. A part of me wanted to just quit everything I was doing; run away from home again, quit my job in Dad's company, leave everything behind, and drop out of school to start a new life with Noah in the countryside. However, I didn't have the luxury to do any of those things anymore. Everyone was already involved with everything I did, including my son. I need to have my master's degree before leaving everything behind. Secondly, I need to have custody of my son if I want to run away. "Let me send you to school, Young Master." Mr. Randolph opened the door of the car and hopped into the driver's seat. Left with no other choice, I hopped into the backseat and closed my eyes to avoid making conversation with Mr. Randolph. If my instinct was not mistaken, Dad sent him to keep an eye on me after walking out of the banquet. "Are you alright, Young Master?" he began maki
"So sorry, professor," Julian replied. "I'm getting back to my seat now. Please, proceed with the exam." As soon as Julian got back to his seat, I leaned closer to Augustin since he was seated in front of me. "Dude, are you alright?" I whispered to him after seeing him having a hard time breathing. He got choked for defending me. If something bad happens to him, I will be the one to blame for doing nothing. "I'm fine, dude." Augustine lied. "Worry about yourself because you heard Julian. He vowed not to stop until you get expelled from the class." "Alright. It appears to me that everyone was already in good shape after the poisoning incident." Our professor announced. "So, there's no reason for me to cancel the quarterly examination, is it?" In the middle of our examination, I was having a hard time controlling my anger toward everyone, and even to myself for being such a loser. I couldn't do anything about the poisoning incident. Nether to Augustine after Julian lashed it out on
Forty minutes later, Jennie finally appeared in my condo. The time was already a quarter before dawn, and I could not help but notice her sleepy and exhausted eyes. I felt ashamed and guilty of myself because of that, but I needed her most at the moment. "Thank you for coming, Jennie," I said with a smile on my face to help her lift her exhaustion. "Which do you prefer to pair with the slice of pizza? Coffee or a can of beer?" Earlier before we reached the condo, I realized that I needed to have something to offer Jennie just in case. I thought about cooking dinner for her at first but the time was already too late to have dinner. So I ordered a box of pizza instead. "If what you are telling me would be a long story, I prefer a cold can of beer, but if it can't be what I was thinking, I prefer a hot cup of coffee, Mr. Fisher," she replied. "Come on, Jennie. We are already out of the office. You're free to drop the honorifics. Outside the office, I am not your boss
"All rise!" Someone from the front yelled the second the judges stepped foot into the courtroom, which resulted in the background chattering to stop in a matter of seconds. My heartbeats began to race the second we got down. It wasn't my first time to be part of a trial court, but I couldn't help the feeling of uneasiness. Hearing the gavel being smashed on the table started suffocating me, knowing my little and innocent son was what the trial session was about. A part of me wanted to quit before anyone got hurt. What if the judges will take Celestine's side instead of me? What if they bribed the judges behind our backs that no matter how valid and expert my attorney in presenting our evidence was, the trial was already cooked? Those were some of the bothering questions that kept running wild inside my brain at the moment. In the solemn atmosphere of the courtroom, the tension began to break as the custody battle over my son was debated. I sat on one side of the r