Towards the end of the meeting, Jackson kept staring at the Lord of the Ivory House. That man was who Jackson aspired to be. His way of speech and movement had an elegance Jackson craved. After exchanging goodbyes with Mrs. Aria, the youths left the building of the Rikelia Group. Alicia noticed the sluggish movement of Jackson. “What’s going on?” He looked at his arms, then his torso, and uttered in a disgruntled tone. “I think I need new clothes…” Alicia chuckled. “It just so happens, I know a place.” “Great! Surprise me then!” After a few hours' drive, Jackson got the surprise he asked for, unlike anything he thought it would be. “Are you sure about this?” He expected to see a luxurious shop of several hundred square meters. Instead, it was a small building with a sign filled with smudges and molded bricks. Alicia nodded in silence. He took a deep breath and walked in. Unlike the exterior, inside it was pristine. A young man hurriedly walked towards them and greeted them.
Water dripped from Jackson’s face, drenching his clothes. The people in that man’s group burst laughing, and soon the rest of the guests followed. Immediately, Naomi and Alicia ejected from their seats. It was as if this turn of events eased the tension between them. The girls put on hold of their icy stares and turned their attention towards the person who humiliated their man. With a smile on his face, he looked at the two girls. “Can I please have a towel?” The young man who poured the glass of water then turned towards the guests. Mockingly, he pointed at Jackson. “Everyone, look at this! This piece of trash doesn’t dare get up and let the two women fight for him.” Another round of laughter echoed throughout the restaurant. Jackson didn’t want to get into trouble. What happened earlier tired him enough and just wanted to enjoy his dinner. Naomi, though, wouldn’t have it. “You! How dare you cause a scene in my restaurant?” “Why wouldn’t I dare?” He then took out some money
Jackson had a smile on his face. With a triumphant look, he turned his gaze to Naomi. With a haughty tone in his voice, he uttered. “I think you can send the cleaner home. We have someone to clean the dishes after all!” The young Lord glared at Jackson and clicked his tongue. Content poured out of his eye sockets. The people in the restaurant felt the ominous aura emitting from him. They didn’t know who the young man was. Someone with enough influence who could get Mr. Pearl with just a phone call. Let alone brush out one hundred million in cash. Jackson walked toward Alicia. With a gentle pat on her head, Jackson turned around and glared at the dumbfounded young Lord, whom he approached with an icy stare. “Oh, and don’t waste the food. Please enjoy it!” “As if you could really command me…”, He brushed it off and snorted. “Trash!” Jackson placed his hand on young Jones’ shoulder. “Is that what a noble’s word is worth?” He brushed it off and glared daggers at Jackson. “None of yo
The week was soon over, and the night of the grant banquet arrived. The Raven family frantically ran around the estate for last-minute preparations. Certainly Jackson got the invitation as well. The one thing Jackson had a weird feeling about was the big news the Raven family wanted to announce. He got word from Rina and the way she said it sounded suspicious. Jackson arrived at the estate by taxi. It wasn’t much for him to get his own driver like the rest of the guests who showed up in all kinds of luxurious vehicles, but he didn’t see a point in showing off his wealth. Just as he got off, he came across the youngster from the Ivory House and his father. As soon as the young Lord saw Jackson, he grew pale and glued his eyes to the ground. His father let out a sigh of disappointment and smiled bitterly at Jackson. Jackson smiled and walked past them. Once inside, a servant showed him to a table relatively far from where the Raven family sat. This treatment didn’t surprise Jacks
All eyes turned to Jackson. A young man no one knew who sat in the furthest corner of the garden had the power to order the ban of a family from none other than the glorious Rikelia Group.Jackson, having achieved his goal, was about to leave. Irwin remembered a detail the other seemed to have forgotten. He hastily approached Jackson and, in a domineering tone, commanded. “Kneel, pest!”Alistair Brown heard what Irwin said and, confused, looked at the old patriarch. “What’s your grandson doing?”“Hm? Oh, a while back, we put the chip on him when he kicked him out of the family.”Jackson chuckled. “Idiot!”Both Alistair Brown and the patriarch had shocked expressions on their faces. The old man from the Brown family, visibly surprised, uttered. “It didn’t work! Defective chip?”As soon as he felt the eyes of pity glaring at him, Irwin’s face turned crimson from anger. He turned around and shouted. “What are you looking at? Just a minute ago, you groveled at my feet like worms!”The pat
A month passed since the bombing of Alpha Tower. News reached every house in Southfield. Some felt bliss in their hearts, whereas others mourned Jackson’s loss.The Raven Family took a plunge they couldn’t get out of. The major families cut all communications with them and canceled projects, proposals, and any future business dealings with them.The old patriarch lost every ounce of strength he had and fallen ill. His children fought one another for the inheritance of the Raven family while they waited for the old man to die.The girl managing The Elegant Rose Naomi Walker closed the restaurant indefinitely when she ventured out in the world, unable to believe Jackson had passed away.Even though she met resistance from her Mother, she refused to stay there without confirming the rumors herself. The media, controlled by the Rikelia Group, spread the news regarding Jackson’s demise.Damien Shaw pulled his daughter out of the Raven Family in time. Rina stayed enclosed, refusing to leave
In front of her divine beauty, Jackson could only remain speechless. The young woman introduced herself with grace. Words escape his mouth unwillingly as if an invisible force urged him to speak. “N-Nice to meet you!”Elena chuckled after seeing his embarrassed state. She looked at her dad and smiled before returning to the car. Warren patted Jackson on the shoulder and walked towards the car, leaving Jackson frantically trying to catch up.Just before opening the car’s door, Jackson glanced at the wooden log cabin with visible nostalgia on his face. He spent the last month recuperating here. He grew attached to the place, but in his heart, he understood this was simply a step. His eyes beamed with vigor when he turned his gaze toward Southfield. “My journey began. I’ll return to you!”In his mind, the faces of those he held the dearest flashed in mere seconds. In his heart lingered the necessity for revenge. He raised his hand as if he was trying to grasp the city in his palm and squ
“Auction House?”Jackson, lost in thought, remembered Mr. Pearl’s words about the one of the most prominent families in the world, owning an establishment like that. He quickly dismissed the thought, though.Warren saw the confusion in the young man’s eyes and chuckled. “What’s on your mind?”“It’s just… Even if my grandfather is that old man, why would you help a nobody like me…?”“I’m simply repaying a favor!”“Even in a million years, whatever you do won’t be enough, Warren!”Shivers run down their spines and blood froze in their veins when the woman’s domineering voice crept behind them. Jackson had surprise written all over his face and wanted to ask more, but hesitated.Warren turned around and saw his wife. The alluring woman walked towards Jackson and patted his head, making him blush. “Young man, you don’t have to worry about trivial things. We will help you the best we can!”After the last word came out of her mouth, she glared at her husband with a chill emanating from her