Rise of The Son in Law

CHAPTER TWELVE

Alison sat at the elegantly set dinner table, her fingers drumming nervously against her wine glass.

Her eyes were fixed on Jason, who was confidently engaging in a conversation with other guests at the dinner.

A storm of emotions raged within her, and the more she watched Jason, the worse it got.

She couldn't deny that Jason looked the part of a successful CEO.

His tailored suit,  his composed demeanor, and the air of authority he carried made it clear that he was no longer the struggling mechanic she had once known.

Alison felt a growing sense of unease as she saw him savor in his newfound glory.

Her thoughts drifted to the past, to all those times when she and her family had treated Jason with disdain, as if he were nothing more than a nuisance.

 She remembered the laughter, the mockery, and the humiliation she had subjected him to. And now, here he was, having turned the tables on them.

As the evening wore on, Alison found herself making frequent trips to the restroom.

Each visit was an opportunity to escape the choking atmosphere of the dinner table and regain some form of control over her emotions.

In the restroom, she would stare at her reflection in the mirror, attempting to mask her inner thoughts that was a chaotic sea of regret and jealousy.

She wished she had treated Jason differently in the past, realizing too late that he possessed the potential to rise to power.

Now, she felt like she was losing the upper hand, and it was unbearable.

“Ugh!!” She screamed in the bathroom, “If only I didn’t listen to my mother then, I would have rightly been beside Jason as he is enjoying his wealth.” She continued.

On the other side of the event was Lisa, who had been discreetly present throughout the event, effortlessly blending into the background.

 As Jason's secretary, she had taken it upon herself to ensure that everything ran smoothly, from the coordination of the event space to managing any unexpected issues that might arise.

Her role was crucial, and she had been paying keen attention to the dynamics at play.

As the evening progressed, Lisa decided to approach Jason.

 She had been keen to congratulate him for the successful dinner and to express her support for his new role as the CEO of Montgomery Enterprise.

"Mr Jason," she said with her voice carrying a blend of admiration and professional respect. "I wanted to offer my congratulations. The dinner has been a tremendous success, and I have no doubt that your leadership will bring great things to Montgomery Enterprise."

Jason smiled appreciatively. "Thank you, Lisa. I appreciate your hard work in making this event a success. It's a reflection of the kind of dedication I hope to see in the company."

Lisa nodded with her determination shining through. "You can count on me, Mr Jason. I'm fully committed to supporting your vision for Montgomery Enterprise. I believe we can achieve great things together."

Sitting at the dinner table, William couldn't help but feel a growing sense of frustration.

 It wasn't just about the business issue, although that was certainly at the forefront of his concerns.

What gnawed at him even more was the fact that someone he had once seen as a mere mechanic had now risen to success, overshadowing him in every way.

As Jason and Lisa continued their conversation, their camaraderie and shared vision for Montgomery Enterprise seemed to widen the rift between William and Jason.

He clenched his fists under the table, struggling to contain his anger. He couldn't stand the idea of working under someone he had once disregarded.

As the evening progressed, the tension at the dinner table continued to mount, especially for Alison.

She had been grappling with her envy and regret for most of the event, but watching Lisa and Jason engage in what seemed to be a friendly and productive conversation became her breaking point.

Alison felt a intense jealousy as she observed the interaction between Lisa and Jason.

Her frustration and discomfort reached a boiling point, and she could no longer contain her emotions. It was as though the success she had once taken for granted was slipping away.

With a scowl written on her face and her heart pounding, Alison abruptly pushed her chair back and stormed away from the dinner table.

Her intention was clear: she couldn't bear to witness any more of the cordial exchanges between her ex husband, Jason and his efficient secretary.

Alison stormed away from the dinner table, her emotions surging like a tidal wave.

Her footsteps echoed loudly in the grand event space as she marched toward Lisa, who was still engaged in conversation with Jason.

She could feel the gaze of the other attendees upon her, a mixture of curiosity and concern.

As she reached Lisa, her envy and jealousy transformed into a sudden, uncontrolled rage.

Without warning, she grabbed a fistful of Lisa's hair and yanked it back, forcing Lisa to stand abruptly.

 The pain and surprise showed on Lisa's face, and she gasped as the strands of her hair were mercilessly pulled.

Gasps and whispers moved through the room as the attention of everyone in the event space was drawn to the unfolding drama.

The clinking of cutlery and glasses ceased as all eyes were fixed on Alison and Lisa.

"Who do you think you are?" Alison hissed through clenched teeth with her face contorted with anger.

Her grip on Lisa's hair didn't relent, and she continued to exert pressure, making sure her message was loud and clear.

Lisa, her face flushed with pain and embarrassment, struggled to maintain her composure. "Let go of me," she managed to say, her voice wavering but her eyes unwavering.

Jason, who had been caught off guard by the sudden confrontation, moved swiftly to intervene.

 He placed a calming hand on Alison's shoulder, gently but firmly urging her to release her hold on Lisa.

"Alison, this isn't the way to handle things," he said in a calm yet authoritative tone, trying to defuse the situation. "Let her go."

But it seemed Alison wasn’t ready to let go of Lisa. Jason had no other option but to take matters to the extreme.

“Alison didn’t you hear me? Infact, security!!!”