The meeting was to be held at The Royadine Hotel. The most prestigious hotel not only in Dengal but in the whole of California State.Don arrived with his entourage to accompany Jason to the meeting venue.“They are waiting for you, your grandness”When Jason realized that additional security guards were to be added to the four he intended to take with him already, he almost dismissed the idea but then he thought that Don did know how these things work after all. If he saw it fit that Jason should make such an entrance, that had to be the way it was done.It wouldn’t be appropriate to appear to The Knights on the first day not up to par so he left the arrangement to Don.When they departed, no single soul who saw the entourage would make the mistake of not realising that the electric blue Koenigsegg Trevita carried someone of great affluence. It was just like a presidential motorcade. Less evident because Jason drew the line at six vehicles when Don would have preferred more.Don’s me
The meeting went well. Considering. If one could judge from the pleased look on the knights’ faces, they were happy with the choice of their former leader. Or they chose to accept out of having no other choice. As they all reported how things were going in their jurisdiction and their suggestions, some of which Jason adopted and some dismissed, Jason knew that they were all itching to ask about the former Patriarch but none of them had ventured to ask the question yet. After a while, Jason leaned back in his chair and smiled roguishly. His smile was made more fearsome by the fact that only his mouth could be fully seen beneath the mask “I think we have had enough of business for the day. Let us have some refreshments” He looked around the table and they voiced their agreement. He smiled again, looking directly at Andre, who squirmed in his seat as he dreaded the moment that the patriarch would want to talk about the impertinence of his family. Jason deliberately let the silence b
“You had no idea?” Jason asked.“Not at all” Don replied with an astonished look. “None of us knew much about his personal life for sure but we would have thought that he would let us know that important information,” he said with a shake of his head.“We would have thought that his son would be his successor,” the general said then he looked sharply at Jason, slack-jawed “Are you?”Jason was lost for a moment, then he laughed as he realized what the man meant “Am I what? His son?”He nodded and it was apparent that most of them had the same thought as well. Jason thought for a moment about claiming that. That would surely put the wanted man on edge if he believed that he had made a mistake but then Jason dismissed that idea. There are other ways to make it happen after all.He shook his head with a smile “No, I am not. I am but a… beneficiary”They turned back to their meal while talking to one another about how they had no idea of the fact that their leader had a son or any such f
Jason decided to shed his role for the day, so he decided to go to a place where he could be just him. To the one person who had always been able to know him truly. To the one person who had been able to get to him even when he was nothing but a belligerent lad who thought he knew all, he had to when he set out on his own. To Celia Rouarke. Jason dismissed his security details as he informed them he wouldn’t need them where he was headed. Theo, his head of security suggested that they should stay around the vicinity then even if they wouldn’t follow him to where he was going, that way they could easily catch up with him. Jason agreed. Driving through the middle-class neighbourhood of Dame-Allen brought back nostalgia Jason. He could see himself as an eighteen-year-old, nonchalantly holding his backpack on his shoulder as if it did not matter if he was accepted or not even though his heart was thumping. He had just left the foster system, full of vigour and assurance of how he was g
Celia gaped at her son, and looked up at the sky as if asking for patience from the powers above then she looked at her son again “You figured?” she repeated then she looked over at Jason. The discomfort and chagrin she saw on the young man’s face as opposed to the assurance on that of her son were enough to set her off. Just like that with her eyes on Jason’s, she started laughing. She laughed so hard that she had to bend over, holding her stomach as her whole body shook in her mirth. Jason couldn’t help it. He smiled then his smile blossomed into laughter as Silas looked at the two of them wondering what was so funny. And that was it. Out there on the porch of the Rouarke’s home, a bond had been made. Between Celia and Jason. She had taken him in, though not with the simple acceptance that her son had exhibited. Long after her son had gone off to the garage to work on his latest hobby, robotics dance; Jason and Celia had a long talk in the kitchen that was fragrant with the smell
Misty-eyed without a word, her lips trembled with the tears she kept in check. Celia Roaurke opened her arms wide to the child of her heart. Grand patriarch or not. Jilted or otherwise, Jason put aside every other thing as he took the porch steps in two in his hurry to wrap his arms around his lifesaver. He breathed in the familiar scent of curry and jasmine as he held on for a moment too long. Celia patted his back over and over again, muttering “My boy, my boy” Jason heard her voice break and he leaned back in her embrace to see tears trailing down her eyes. He smiled as he blinked back the moisture in his own eyes as well. “Aww, come on. Don’t do that to me. You will get me pouring as well” he said in a bid to inject humour into the moment. Celia snorted indelicately as she cuffed him on his shoulder “Yeah right, as if you would cry over anything” Jason feigned surprised outrage “Are you calling me heartless?” then he looked back at Mia behind him, who was beaming from ear to e
Celia looked sharply back at Jason when her daughter turned firmly away from her, engrossed in her drink like it held the answer to global warming. “Jason, are you telling me that…that…that…” she struggled for the appropriate cuss word to use. Celia could be ferocious when it comes to her children and anything that could threaten their happiness. “That bitch?” Mia supplied helpfully with a shrug as Celia turned on her “Mummy, just say the word. The world won’t come down nor would your Koalas go extinct” “You leave my Koalas out of this! And watch your mouth before I wash it with soap for you. Don’t think I have forgotten that you hide this from me!” she said as she stood to pace. Mia wisely plugged her mouth back with her drink. Jason, in a bid to get Celia’s mind off what had upset her turned to Mia with a raise of his brow “Koalas?” “That is what she is saving these days. They have a group for it. Even branded shirts. “Save the worlds Koalas” She even made me wear it. I almost
Jason excused himself when he heard Theo’s voice and he went to the kitchen to speak freely with his bodyguard.The Rouarke’s home was an open-planned two-story with bedrooms upstairs and a living room, kitchen, and laundry room and a cloakroom. The kitchen doubled as the dining room. Jason could remember having so many fun moments in there since the day he entered the home. Celia had placed a steaming bowl of mouthwatering lasagna in front of him that day after getting his details. It was by far his favorite room in the house.He leaned against the counter, facing the door as he picked up his call in case anyone entered.“Of course, I am going to tell them,” he thought to himself in defense as he felt a bit guilty for not telling his family about his new situation yet. “I just needed to find the best explanation first”“Was I not specific enough, Theo?” he snapped into the phone “What situation warranted you to contact me in the middle of a conversation when I specifically said not
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The latest of the scandals related to the Monroes was the handover event that turned out to be more than everybody expected. But instead of the event turning out to be the most humiliating for Jason as his enemies expected, it turned out to be the greatest positive publicity that he had ever gotten. Nationally and internationally, people were talking about the man who smartly outwon his evil relatives and helped the FBI and two national police to solve cases that had been open for ages. Sales in Paragon Heights and all their subsidiaries skyrocketed and their shares grew so fast that Paragon Heights' worth went from five trillion dollars to forty-eight trillion dollars in no time, with more potential. Paragon Heights became the Holy Grail of business in California and all over the world. They became the first conglomerate on permanent contract slots for the UN and many international organisations. Jason’s fame as a capable, family-minded, CEO grew with his sophisticated wife, Millice
Sonia opened her eyes and looked at him “A silly whim that I regret a lot now. I was to select a new face. Then I suddenly showed the doctor Millicent face on the phone that I wanted that. At that moment, it was to get back at her for having what I would never have - Jason, I mean. But eventually, I realise that in a silly way of mine, I was probably hoping that some of her goodness will rub off on me. Stupid, isn’t it?” she asked him with a smile, then look away again when his expression didn’t change. “Sorry,” she muttered. “You said she is happy?” he asked suddenly. She looked back at him with a questioning look on her face “With Jason. You are sure that her happiness was not just a show? She wasn’t just acting?” Sonia scoffed “Acting? She would be an idiot not to jump excitedly anytime she remembers that he belongs to her” She saw the look on his face and quickly said “Oh, I am sorry. I mean. She is very happy. She loves him. Any idiot could see that. Even when I was trying to c
Just as Millicent was settling down in her newly decorated office befitting a chairwoman; a woman who looked just like Millicent, until closely scrutinised, laughed out loud in a penthouse in Montreau. Bastion Alverro, current Capomandamento of the Alverro family gave her an askance look before asking “What is so funny in what I just said?” The woman continued laughing while trying so hard to curb her mirth “I…I am so sorry. I just couldn’t help it. Who would have thought that a powerful man like you would be a child at heart? I mean, who else would chase after someone this hard and for this long because of a silly dream?” she laughed again. Bastion looked at her again and said slowly “Something is different. Your face, that laugh. It is different” he said thoughtfully. “Oh, thank God. Finally, somebody with half a brain. I mean, I am sorry I am not trying to tell you that you have only half a brain. I am just…I was trying to tell those morons, who grabbed me that I am not that st
The drama of the morning only seemed to increase as Jasmine burst into their room, just as Millicent finished dressing. She had been distracted by Jason and dressing up had eventually taken more than an hour. Sending up a prayer to the heavens that she was fully clad, she turned towards the girl and smiled “Hey, beautiful. What’s up? What is with the rush?” “Grandpa is here,” Jasmine said excitedly. “He brought a woman with him” “Brought a…Heinrich is here?” Millicent asked in surprise. “Yes, he is. He wants to see Daddy and Isabel was acting weird” Jasmine said thoughtfully. “Oh yes, weird is the least of it,” Millicent thought anxiously. Then to Jasmine, she said “Go and tell Heinrich that we will be there soon” Jasmine skipped out of the room, her school tie swinging like a pendulum on her neck. Millicent turned to face Jason as he came out of the bathroom. He looked toward the door and asked “Was that Jas?” “Oh, it certainly was. And…well, you have a visitor” Millicent sai
“You were tossing and turning all night” Jason said to Millicent as she opened her eyes the following morning. He had been watching her for a while. “Uh? Oh, is that so?” Millicent said as she raised her head to accept Jason’s kiss “Hmm, this is surely the best way to wake up” she said as she held him tightly to herself and deepened the kiss. They were both breathing hard when they separated. Jason flopped back on his back, with his hand gently playing with Millicent’s hardened nipples. “Now, that is the best way to wake up,” he said with a chuckle. “No complaints from here,” Millicent said with a smile, then she stood up. Jason turned towards her direction and asked “Now, will you tell me what is wrong? You only toss and turn like that when you have something weighing on your mind. Is this about what I told you? About Silas?” Millicent’s eyes widened as she said “What? No, no. That is not... I mean, yes, what happened to your brother is… well, totally surprising. But I know you
“What?! Since when?” Mia’s shock-laced question resounded throughout her office floor. She looked aside to see some of the employees passing and they paused to look at her. She quickly waved at them with a smile that all was fine and hurriedly went to her door to close it. She turned back, put her phone on speaker and dropped it on her table before she said “Silas Benjamin Rouarke, what the hell are you talking about?” “Wow, that judgy tone of yours is really helpful right now, sister” Silas’s voice resounded in her spacious, elegantly furnished office. Mia raked her hand through her hair, then turned back to say “Oh, helpful? You want help? You had better hope that the host of heavens come down to help you when mom hears about this…this madness of yours!” she snapped at him. “You know what? I really do not have time for this. I must have been mistaken when I thought that I will get a little support at least from you before I talk to Jason and Mom. Guess not. Thanks for nothing” “
“That was not how I expected that brunch to go” Jason said as they got back home that day. “Yeah, you and I both” Millicent said as she went straight to the fridge to take bottled water. “You want some?” she asked Jason but he merely shook his head before he flopped onto the bed. “Poor Simon. He was beside himself with worry and guilt that he should have noticed that she was not herself” Millicent shook her head as she went to sit by him. “I am not sure he could have known when a strong-willed woman like Andrea was determined to hide something like that from him. You should have seen the look on her face before she left that restroom though. She was terrified yet showed a brave face” Jason laid his hand on Millicent’s belly as he said “I am sure they will figure out the best way to go about this and we will be there to help them with whatever they need as well” Then he sighed before saying “Does it make me a terrible person that I am glad that we do not have to worry about such a
The Monroes had a celebratory brunch with Heinrich, the deadly duo, and Anastasia the following day. Heinrich invited them to his home to celebrate his clean bill of health and the promotions. The doctor informed him the day before that the toxins in his system had been finally gotten rid of. Also, the neurotoxicity potency had been curbed to a minimal level. Though he still had to take medication for the rest of his life, new research funded by Jason was already underway on how to completely cure neurotoxicity. So they were all optimistic that he would be totally fine and free of medications soon. They all arrived for the brunch in high spirits. Everyone was still happy about the turn of events in the company. The deadly duo and Anastasia marvelled at the magnificence of Heinrich’s home. Then they all settled down to the magnificence spread provided by Heinrich’s cook and his assistants. Mouthwatering biscuits and gravy complimented the no yeast, French toast bagels so well, yet the