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
Luckily, we have time so why don't you spill all the skeletons in your cupboard?" Jason asked as he rested on the dresser in the humongous suite that his father enjoyed with his wife. Mr. Abbott was very reluctant, but in the end, he decided to spill one of the most sensitive secrets that had become a huge compass to sharpen his decision-making. He had been friends with Paul, Cecilia's father for a very long time. They had attended the same high school when they were boys and went to the extent of not just going to the same college, but also studying the same course. The manipulation started the night they went to a late-night party. They were so drunk on their way back, and Paul had a phone in his hands, taking videos of everything that was happening. Soon, Mr. Abbott ran into a child who was crossing the road. That was when they came back to their senses. When he looked at Paul, who still had a phone in his hand, he knew that he had caught everything on camera. "We can just le
Alex was no longer comfortable with the new development. He had suddenly noticed how Jason had been treading with care for some weeks, but he decided that he would not say anything about it.As he stepped into Jason's house this morning, Caleb was already there. He had not liked Caleb since the first day he met him. He believed that Caleb was a poke noser, and would eventually fish him out. "Can you wait outside for a while?" Jason asked politely when he opened the bedroom door. He was speaking to Caleb and they looked at him suspiciously. Alex was taken aback by the request. Jason never stopped him from entering his bedroom. If they wanted to conceal the fact that they were suspicious of him about something, they were not doing a good job.He waited patiently. If he left, it would give Jason more reasons to suspect him. He was insistent on taking him unawares. The only thing he needed to do for his plan to work was to regain his trust in him and strike when he least expected it.
Alex stepped out of the house with his keys this time and he muttered curse words as he went. He had just had the most fruitless conversation with Fred and his mother. He should have known earlier that they were dumb. At least he knew that about Benita. The only thing she knew how to do back in the day was anything that had to do with the penis. She did not bring any fresh ideas to the table, and would rather spend her time being lazy around his small apartment, while he worked so hard to put food on the table. At some point, he could not blame Mr. Abbott for having her in his bed. She was quick to give herself up at the thought of a very comfortable and stress-free life. Little wonder he did not value her. At the sight of Jason's mother, he ended things with her immediately and even took responsibility for a child that was not his in haste, just so he could preserve a life with Jason's mother. Sometimes, he liked that he did not end up getting married to her because he would be
"Can you come to my study immediately?" Mr. Abbott asked the moment Jason picked up the phone. He looked at his bedside clock. It was 3 a.m., and Jason could only imagine the reasons why his father would be asking for it at that time. He lazily raised himself from the bed and headed out of his apartment, shirtless, and into the elevator. The house was a bit chilly, but he enjoyed the cool air. Everywhere was quiet, suggesting that everyone was asleep.As he headed to the study, he could hear quiet footsteps along the dark corridor. He turned on the lights before he saw Jacob's door slam shut. He smiled. The young man had probably stayed up late and thought that it was his dad coming to scold him for being naughty. He proceeded into the study, where he saw his father bent over some files on his desk. A smile of admiration crossed his face. He was not surprised that this was a man who had built a billion-dollar empire. His level of dedication to his work was top-notch. "Why are yo