Fred seemed disappointed that she wanted something in return for him sleeping with her, but he was not going to give up. He had to expect it anyway. She had brought herself to him, and there had to be some sort of favor.He was used to sleeping with women and giving them money in return, so it was not a new thing on his part. He was ready for it. He leaned back on his chair and looked up at her, but she would not stop grinding against him. He was beginning to think about whether her request was going to be worth it. "What do you want?" He asked her, unable to hold it in anymore. She looked at him and smiled, excited that he was willing to comply with her demand. "Just one thing," she began. "Can you just state what it is that you want?" He asked her impatiently. "Aww, impatient much," she stated as she went ahead to grab his groin. He groaned in frustration. She was keeping him waiting, and she seemed to be enjoying his desperation. "I need you to sign off for some amount to b
Mr. Abbott looked through the books again and saw that the numbers were indeed not adding up, even though they were amounts that he could easily replace from his pocket.He would not be able to replace it forever with his funding. He had learned in his years of doing business that little drops of water made a mighty ocean. Thus, he was quick to address any issue of concern.In this case, he did not know who to suspect. There were no traces of any documents.It was an offshore account, and it was difficult to trace it from their end. He wished that there was something that he could do.He was scared that everything he had worked for would once again go into shambles, like the first time.
Jason could not contain his excitement as he waited to board his flight. His willingness to go see Beverly wherever she was only showed that he did not mind going to any heights to be with her. Sammy had voluntarily given him the location of where she was. Caleb was not wrong after all by telling him that an apology was the right move. He had no idea where exactly to find her. Sammy had only given him her work and house addresses, and he thought that was the only information that he needed. The PA system finally announced that it was time to board his flight, and he joined the queue immediately. For the past two years, he has always flown private. Standing in a queue was tiring, but the desire in his heart to see her as soon as possible was what kept hope alive.The flight was quite long, and Jason's legs were beginning to get crammed up on the seats. On a private plane, he would have stretched out easily or even laid down, but he endured. They soon landed, and Jason was a bit c
"What happened?" Beverly asked with worry in her voice. She saw how Jason's countenance changed as he listened to the person on the phone relay a certain piece of bad news to him, and she was curious to know what it was. "My father had a heart attack," he blurted out as he stared into space for the first five seconds. "I need to go," he said as he stood up and headed towards the door. She stopped him. From his reaction, she was not sure that he was fit to go anywhere just yet. She was bent on making sure that he was in the right frame of mind first. "I think you need to calm down first," she said as she made him sit first. He was still shaking with trepidation, and she wondered what she could do to make sure that he was fine. "I don't want to lose my father again," he said to her, still engulfed in worry as he buried his head in the hollow of his hand. "You will not," she said reassuringly. "I promise you that you will not lose your father, but you have to calm down," she added
As Jason approached his father's bedside, he wondered how his father would react to seeing him for the first time in a long time. He had left without any notice at all, slowly disappearing for days until he did not return. He had made some level of progress with Caleb. If not for anything, they had made their first millions of dollars. That was a good start. If they were going to put in their ongoing new company building, it would be worth it. Mr. Abbott was speechless when he saw Jason. He did not expect him to come at all, but here he was, concerned about how he was faring. Jason went ahead and took a seat beside the bed, looking on at his father. He used his thumb to flick away the tear that had slipped from his eyes. "How do you feel now, Dad?" Jason asked. Mr. Abbott's heart melted at the sound. It had been a while since he heard Jason's familiar voice calling him dad. He missed it. "I am not feeling so good," his father responded weakly, his voice a little hoarse."You don
Jason waited patiently in the abandoned warehouse, where he was hoping to carry out his dark schemes. To him, some things were best handled in this manner, and Fred did not deserve to be spoken to nicely if one wanted him to listen. He had done well not to inform Alex of what was going on at all. He had asked his bodyguard to form an alliance with some of his colleagues and get Fred to him while he waited for them. He told his father at the hospital that he had come to settle before he left him at the hospital. In the past two days, his father had shown a great deal of improvement, and the doctor said that in no time, he would be good to go home. They soon arrived and Jason braced himself to face Fred, who was dragged in and made to stand in a place. Once Jason came under the light, Fred burst out laughing so hard that he could not believe his eyes. "So you are the one that organized these boys to come for me, right?" Fred began, his tone laced with mockery. "I would have aske
Jason did not know what to expect as he took Caleb into the bedroom for a private chat. Caleb would not visit his apartment so early unless it was an emergency."I'm hurrying off to a meeting so you have to be fast with whatever it is that you want to say," Jason began as he kept adjusting his clothes while looking into the mirror. "Alex might not be who you think he is," Caleb blurted out. Declan rolled his eyes in exhaustion as he turned to face Caleb."I thought that we were done with this already," Jason said. "Well, that was until the recent discovery that I made," Caleb said. "Alright, what is it this time?" Jason asked uninterestedly. Caleb took out his laptop and placed it on the dresser. Jason watched him closely, as he thought that Caleb was just being very dramatic.Caleb typed a little on the keyboard, his fingers gliding through like the wizard that he was. It was all too smooth and Jason liked watching him do so. "I put a tracker on Alex's phone and–," "A tracker?!"
Jason did not want to believe that it was Alex that just stepped out of the vehicle, but he could recognize the beige-colored suit that he had come to work with. There was also the stylishly wavy hairstyle that was peculiar to him. As he saw him go into the house that Fred had just been in, his heart shattered into a thousand pieces. He could not believe that he had been dining with the devil all along. Caleb was more concerned about confirming that he had not been blabbing all the while. At least, Jason could see that they had history, and nothing was hidden under the sun."I swear, I'm going to fire this guy tomorrow," Jason muttered with a pained expression. "You are not going to fire him, at least not now," Caleb interjected. Jason turned to him, quite surprised."Is that not your aim?" He asked. "For me to find the culprit and punish him accordingly?"Caleb let out a deep breath before he spoke. "This is not the right time to launch an attack," he said. "What do you mean?"