“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 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
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 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
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
"Why are you late again, you nitwit?" Antonio, Jason's boss barked at him as he tried to meander his way unnoticed, through the back door of the restaurant.His heart skipped a beat as he had not realized that Antonio, the stern large man that was his employer, stood there. It was as though he had been intentionally waiting on him to be late again for the third time in a row for the week."I had some family issues to settle, sir," he lied, trying hard not to stutter. He could not bring himself to tell his boss that he had been training to be a fashion designer for some months now.He had been passionate about the fashion industry that he had opted to attend the early morning session rather than miss the opportunity altogether."Run along and do your work!" Antonio growled and Jason scampered off immediately, grateful that he had not threatened to deduct something from his salary this time.Jason carried on with his work for the day. If he did not have to save up to start his fashion b
Jason stormed into his apartment, consumed by a sour mood. All he yearned for was a glass of wine and a peaceful night's sleep to distract him from the waves of humiliation he endured throughout the day.Sliding his key into the lock, Jason discovered that the door was unexpectedly unlocked. His instincts immediately kicked in, triggering suspicion. The only person who shared this living space with him was his girlfriend, Cecil, who had explicitly mentioned she would be working and not returning home for the night.With a broomstick in hand, he cautiously crept into the house, determined to catch the intruder off guard. He was ready to strike without hesitation.As he stepped into the living room, a bewildering scene unfolded before his eyes. Cecil, his girlfriend, had her tongue entangled with another man's. Their bodies pressed against each other shamelessly, oblivious to his presence.With a broken heart, Jason struggled to utter Cecil's name, his voice laden with anguish. "Cecil!"
Jason could not believe that finally, with the amount of money at his disposal, he would be able to live a comfortable life and pay off all his debts.He was too excited to sleep all night. He anticipated the next morning with all his heart.His debts were cleared, and finally he was getting a new identity.His day of not being able to afford a five dollar meal was finally over.The day finally broke and he got ready immediately and waited for the car that Alex said would be sent to him in the morning.The car finally came and as Jason looked through the window, he could not believe his eyes. It was an expensive car, a black bugatti at that .From his experience, at least he worked at a restaurant and he had seen cars, he could tell immediately that it was a very expensive one. Which he knew he could not even afford to rent.Quickly, he brought out his screen cracked phone to check out the price.After scrolling for a few minutes, he was shocked at what he saw. A gasp escaped his lips