When they got to the house, Samson was the first to come out of the bus. They had to use a travel bus to come home from the hospital because of Jason's condition. Jacob came out next, bubbly with excitement that, finally, his brother was back home. Samson took out the wheelchair from the back and opened it up. With the help of the driver, they helped Jason onto it and made sure that he was comfortable before they left it. A nurse was with them, and she held the handle of the wheelchair to wheel him inside. She was going to be his home nurse for all the while that he would be confined to the wheelchair. Laura had already booked an appointment with a physiotherapist who would be attending to him at home. As the nurse was about to wheel him inside, Daphne ran out of the mansion in excitement as she came to hug him. It was the first time that he had seen her since he was at the hospital. He had missed her for the entire three weeks, but he would not dare to ask Laura or she would be pis
Both of them turned around immediately to look at him. They were both terrified for different reasons. Jasmine was terrified because she was thinking that Jason would be unhappy with him for questioning Daphne. Daphne was terrified because she thought that Jason had heard a great deal of their conversation. She knew that if he did, he would take action immediately. He looked sternly from Jasmine to Daphne, and it was difficult to fathom what was going on in his mind. "Why are the both of you arguing in my lounge?" He finally asked. "I was just about to leave," Jasmine said and began to walk out. "I did not ask you to leave," Jason thundered, making her stop in her tracks. "Come back here," he ordered her. She let out a deep sigh and closed her eyes in exhaustion for a few seconds before she walked back to where he was, and folded her arms before her. "Daphne baby," he turned to Daphne with a smile. "Can you excuse us for a few minutes? I will be with you in a second," he said to he
"What are you talking about?" Jason asked her. She moved closer to him and rubbed her hand on her belly. "I am pregnant for you, Jason. I am carrying your child," she dropped the bombshell. Jasmine and Jason both had their jaws on the floor at this sudden revelation. Jason especially could not believe his ears. So many thoughts were running through his mind, as he wondered what he could do to salvage the situation. A pregnancy would make her bound to him forever. There was no way that he could escape this. He was not sure that he was even ready to father a child. He had just recovered from Alex's injury, and he was getting into something else. "Are you sure of what you are saying? Have you confirmed it in the hospital?" He asked her. She smiled as she shook her head. "I wanted to tell you about it as a surprise, but since you suddenly decided to do this, I think it's best you know now. When you were in the hospital for the period of those three weeks, I noticed some abnormal symptom
Jason was skeptical about answering the call from the president, Daphne's dad. He knew what he wanted to talk about. It was nothing more than Daphne's pregnancy, and he would have wanted so badly to ignore the call. "Should I connect him to you?" Laura asked him, snapping him out of his reverie. "Of course," he replied reluctantly before he picked up the receiver by his bedside, and pressed it to his ears. Jasmine and Laura watched him as he listened to what the president had to say. It was as though the man was ranting because Jason was not given the chance to say anything. "Okay sir," he finally said before he dropped the phone and closed his eyes in exhaustion. "Daphne has to be the worst mistake of my life," he said as he let out a deep sigh. "What did he say?" Laura asked as she strode towards him. Jason was silent for the first few minutes with his eyes still closed, his head thrown backward, and resting on the wheelchair. "You know that whatever it is, we can fix it," she said
"What are you talking about?" Jason asked her. From the way Laura smiled, he was convinced that she had something up her sleeves. She must have indeed been doing a lot of research. "I think that we would have to sit down to talk about this," she said. "I'm already seated," Jason said as he looked at himself seated in the wheelchair. It made Laura laugh. "Then I guess we need to go somewhere private then. My office would do," she said as she proceeded to wheel him to the office. When they got in, Jason could not believe the mess that was in Laura's office. There were files everywhere and she had more than two laptops opened up on her desk. It was difficult to think that the office was part of the mansion. "Don't look around like that. You know that I have to work from the house now that you are confined to this chair," she said with a slight sneer. "Besides, it is not easy being a manager to all of these," she said as she put her hands in the air. "So, what do we need to talk about?"
The room lights dimmed just as the meeting was about to commence. At midnight every Thursday, THE SIX had their meeting in the underground lounge, as though they were hiding away from all the atrocities that they had committed. A light was turned on and centered solely on a round table with six complete chairs. Anyone would want to refer to it as a secret Cult, but Klaus, their ring leader, thought that it was more of a confraternity.The whole place was eerily quiet as they began to stroll in. Evian was the first to come in. He had taken a huge stand in the education business. He had the best schools scattered around the globe, the ones that raked in billions of dollars every single month. Siman was the second to come in. He was black and African, but he had joined their confraternity after a business deal with Klaus in Africa. He had the longest and thickest reins in agriculture, and the influence of THE SIX had made him break grounds that he never thought of. As a result, he pledg
"You want me to involve an innocent child in all of this mess?" Jason asked as he looked at Laura very sternly. He could not believe that she was telling him to use the child that Daphne was carrying as a weapon to get into the camp of a dangerous group like THE SIX. For two days, she had been helping him get acquainted with all the six top members of the deadliest group in the state. She also schooled him on their activities, and modes of operations, including their camouflage business enterprises. She did not stop there but also educated him on the family members who had already been recruited into their circle. They had to go through some form of initiation, and blood oath to do this. "This is not about you or what the child wants. You have to make use of what you have to protect yourself. So if you are asking if the child must be involved, then he must be," she stated plainly, not giving him the chance to state his take on the matter. "I don't think I can do that. My conscience
"I knew it!" Jason said as he adjusted on his seat making Cecilia roll her eyes at him. "This has nothing to do with what we had in the past. It is a secret that I intend to share with you," she said hurriedly. She went over to bolt the door before she came back to sit with him. Jason was willing to listen to her, as he leaned in with so much enthusiasm. "It's about Caleb," she blurted out. "I don't want to have anything to do with him. Jasmine is handling the Fintech company, and he is dead to me," Jason said without giving him a chance to speak further. "Caleb is seeking a place in THE SIX," she said without heeding his tantrum. "Wait. How did you know about THE SIX?" Jason asked her. "You are forgetting that my father is very influential. He has his ears on the ground when it comes to this matter. He knows about the collective hate that is prominent in THE SIX. Last week, I went to visit him in our family home, and I stumbled upon some files in his study, and I could not believe w
On the day Daphne was discharged from the hospital, she decided that she wanted to go see her father in jail. Jason suggested against it, but she was not willing to comply. She had her reasons and when she persisted, he let her be. She took her child with her as well, and Jason's hands were tied as he knew that their relationship was stiff at the moment. There was no need to aggravate it.“At least allow me to come with you so that I can keep an eye on you and the baby,” she offered. “I want to do this on my own. I have my reasons,” she said to him. “And before you act stupid, don't ask any of your men to follow me,” she added before she got into the waiting car. She knew however that he would not just let her go like that without company. She could already see two cars following after her at a reasonable distance, but she did not mind. She needed the protection anyway.&nb
Jason waited until it was nightfall before he headed to the safehouse where Gustavo had kept Angelina. He wanted to be as discreet as possible, and Gustavo had been high on surveillance since Jason told him what they needed to do. When they got to the safehouse, another round of surveillance was done before the door of the car was opened for him to come down. He headed to the front door and headed to the stairs that led to the basement.Angelina was tied to a chair in the relatively empty and spacious basement, and it was a bit chilly, so she was asleep. He stood at a reasonable distance before her and stared at her for a while. It was almost unbelievable to him that she was at his mercy at this time. She was supposed to be the most powerful woman in the state, but she was crippled at his mercy.“Wake her up,” he finally ordered. A bucket of wat
The meeting that Klaus called for was one that Jason did not want to attend. It was as though there was something that he harbored within him, a kind of guilt that washed over him. However, he knew that if he did not attend, Klaus would be highly suspicious because he had a fallout with Angelina. One more seat was empty when he got to the venue. It was Angelina's seat, and the table was quiet, as Siman and Rasheed were not so much of the talkers. As expected, Klaus was unhappy, but this time, he was not pacing about like one without a purpose. He was just sitting quietly, as though he was in deep thought. Jason took his seat and stayed silent as well. He did not intend to break the silence that had ensued, so he just kept his cool. “I have not seen or heard from Angelina in four days,” Klaus began. “I have sent her a ton of messages, and I cannot get to her assistant as well.” Gustavo had made sure that there was a heavy massacre in the warehouse that day. He made sure that none of A
Jason woke up with a start and looked around him. A wave of relief overshadowed him as he discovered that he was in his bedroom. He looked to the side and saw that there was a drip bag attached to his hand. As he attempted to lift his hand, a sharp pain shot through his arm and his shoulder, forcing him to let out a loud groan and fall back on the bed. He soon began to recall what had happened the previous night, and all the events came rushing back at him. It made him panic as he did not see Daphne or the baby in the bedroom with him. He struggled to get up again and pulled away the drip on his hand. He stood up and attempted to walk out. He wobbled and landed on the floor, causing a loud noise. The door opened and Gustavo walked in to help him get back on the bed. Jason closed his eyes in exhaustion. “I decided to bring you home because I did not think that you would like the attention that staying in the hospital would cause you,” Gustavo began. “That's a very good decision,” Jaso
“First of all, I want you to start with the way you took Maxwell down,” she began, and Jason glanced at Daphne, who seemed to be listening keenly as well. She would be so disappointed. “Oh! She does not know?” Angelina asked. “Can you just stop?” Jason asked her. “So, the woman that you claim to love is not aware that you are the one that put her father in jail, and soiled her family reputation, right?” She continued. “I'm not going to say anything about that,” Jason sounded firm. He did not intend to spill, and he was not just making up his mind at the moment. He had decided not to spill anything since he left his house. He saw how desperate she was for his confession, and he wanted to use that to his advantage. “Before I say anything, I would like you to tell me what manner of business you run here,” he said as he leaned in. “My merchandise is none of your business,” she said to him. “Well, if you need my confession, then you have to explain what this business is all about because
Jason got into the car, took a deep breath, and took out his phone to place a call to Angelina. Even though she had sent someone to monitor him as he drove to the address, she still asked him to be on a video call the entire time, to ensure that no one was in the car with him. He was getting exhausted from her rules, but he had to comply because of his family. She had proof that she was with them, and he was the only one that could rescue them. Gustavo had thought up a brilliant plan, and things were already in place, giving Jason added confidence. He was not too sure that his plan would work out, but in the end, he blamed it on the nerves. He started the car and began to drive without taking one more look at the screen, where Angelina was watching him. “You are cute by the way,” she began when the tense silence had lasted for a while. “I have envisioned you in my bed a couple of times, not gonna lie,” she continued. Jason swallowed hard at this statement. He was already disgusted. A
Jason clicked on the speaker button on the phone so that everyone could hear what the caller was going to say. The line was silent for a while, and Jason thought that it was just a prank call. “Hello Jason,” a familiar voice finally came on the line. It did not take him long to figure out who was on the line. He could detect Angelina's voice in a crowd. It was too deep for a female voice. “I am guessing that by now, you are shaken with fright at the disappearance of your wife and daughter,” she said with some kind of amusement in her voice. Her audacity annoyed him so much. “Angelina, I swear, if anything happens to them, you are going to regret it,” Jason fired at her. Ben immediately signaled him not to say anything again, so that they would not provoke her. Jason did not seem to care at all. He was just angry. “I would not be making threats if I were you,” she said. “You have no idea where I am or where your wife and child are, so I would be quiet and cooperate if I were you,” she
Jason was confused about what to do next at the moment. He kept trying to call her as he dashed to the elevator that led to the penthouse they occupied in the mansion. He prayed that by some miracle, Daphne was upstairs and sleeping peacefully with their son. That would give him so much relief. But when he got there, the room was empty. He went ahead to look into the bathroom but there was no one there. His heart began to thump loudly as he rushed downstairs again. Gustavo was waiting for him when he came downstairs. “I can't find Daphne and the baby,” Jason blurted out in a worrisome voice before Gustavo could even ask him what was wrong. “I had two of my men follow her to the hospital. Let me try to call them,” Gustavo said as he took out his phone. He was so calm, as though he was very confident that there was nothing wrong with them. Gustavo called them over and over again but none of them answered. He began to get worried as well. “This is very unusual,” Gustavo muttered as he
Jason stood up from bed very early, as he had a long day ahead of him. It had been three weeks since Jacob had been released from jail, and just like he had promised, he decided that he would give Jacob an orientation to the family business. Daphne was still very fast asleep when he was done dressing for work. He could not blame her at all. She had been awake for some time during the night to cater to a crying Benjamin. After the nurse left, it had been difficult for her to adjust to taking care of the baby alone. At some point, it was as though she was getting frustrated with the responsibility that she was saddled with and she would start crying. When he noticed that, he would usually offer her a helping hand so that she would not feel abandoned or frustrated. She appreciated his support. It showed in the way she embraced him or the way she kissed him. Jason walked up to the bed and planted a kiss on her forehead, causing her to stir in her sleep. “I'm off to work, baby. You know I