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?"
Jason watched the hand placement of the young, athletically built man who stood beside Beverly. The smile on his face slowly disappeared, and Beverly knew immediately that he was unhappy. "I believe you must be Jason, the billionaire heir that Beverly is always talking about," the man said. Jason did not know how to react exactly. He kept his cool instead. "Who is this?" He finally asked Beverly calmly, with a disgusted expression. She looked at him to adjust his aura and behave, but he was adamant. "This is Lucas, my boss and friend," she said, finally giving up on his ridiculousness."And let's say a potential boyfriend of hers," Lucas added, looking into her eyes. She let out a forced smile and Jason took note of that in his head. There was a feeling of warmth that Jason noticed in her countenance, one that she barely portrayed while she was with him. "Well, we have not broken up yet, so I guess you would have to wait for that to happen before thinking of becoming her boyfrie
A sharp pain coursed through the back of his head as Jason opened his eyes the next morning, causing him to collapse back on the bed that he had been on. He tried to open his eyes again, this time, more slowly than the first time, to avoid the sensitivity that was sure to hit him. As he finally opened his eyes, he looked around nervously, wondering where he was. He tried to recall the events of last night and they all came rushing back to him in a flash. He could remember seeing her face and how she had pleaded with him not to do what his drunken self wanted to do.A loathsome feeling clouded his belly as a wave of regret coursed through him. That was indeed an inappropriate way to behave, and he needed to apologize to her. He was about to pick up his phone and call her before his bedroom door flung open. Caleb walked in with a sour expression, suggesting to Jason that all was not well. "You know, sometimes, I feel like that girl has bewitched you so much that you do not think
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