Fourteen Months EarlierJason had been trying to get a hang of the diaper task that he had taken upon himself while Alex kept wiggling around like a slobbery jellyfish while chattering like a Magpie when the call entered.“No, I must get this right” Jason muttered as he tucked his tongue into his cheek and willed the baby to stay put. Alex had another idea and he only tried to roll off the dressing table towards a toy that Jasmine had in her hand at that moment. “Stay put, buddy,” Jason said in a strained voice and the boy only blinked up at him before he said his favourite word at that time “No!” and he continued his activity.Isabella, who was hovering around to take over the task, if her boss failed at it the way he had most times, only smiled and tried again as she said “Sir, let me…let me do it. Your phone is ringing again”Jason huffed and looked at the phone that he had placed, alongside other things that he had in his pocket on the low stool in the children’s room and he looke
“Why would you be calling me?” Jason asked when he was finally able to get over his shock.“I am so sorry about this, Chairman Monroe but I…we need your help,” Jose said from the other end and Jason could have almost smiled if not that he knew what the man meant by “we”. There was only one reason why the proud right-hand man of Andre would call Jason for help. Andre was dead so it couldn’t be because of Andre. So, it can only be… “Young master needs your help, Chairman. Only you can help him now. I wouldn’t call you if I wasn’t sure of that. I…he had no idea that I am calling you but then. I have to. I…hello? Chairman Monroe. Are you still there?”Jason scoffed at the way the man was calling him Chairman Monroe with such reverence. He couldn’t even begin to count how many times that he had stood with Matteo while that bastard humiliate, threaten and do many other things to Jason and his family yet he dared to call him now? For help? Wow!Jason might have decided to let go of his grudg
Looking at the man seated a few tables from him giving suggestions, answering questions and even expressing his disagreement with the opinion of one of the “stick-in-the-mud” presidents, Jason didn’t have to ask himself that question again. Just the appearance of Matteo was enough to show that Jason had made the right choice of stepping in to save the man who seems to be well on the journey of slow suicide even as the outside world did all it could to push him over the edge, Gone were the sunken cheeks, pallid skin, skinny bones and hollow eyes. It was hard to ever think that the healthy-looking young man in front of him at that moment was the same one who had crazed eyes and erratic behaviour the first time that Jason had all of his drug stash taken away. His mood swings and blubbery cries on his first day in rehab were not something that Jason was comfortable with remembering but at the moment, he couldn’t help but compare that haggard-looking, low-self-esteemed Matteo to the well-d
“Good morning, boss. I am working!” soon became a routine greeting for Jason anytime he got to the office. She was always there to greet him in that loud, obnoxious tone that seemed specially reserved for him alone! Oh, she was never at the same place and Jason couldn’t even find enough grounds to fire her as she really was working. It wasn’t as if she was lurking around, playing while waiting for him to come along so that she could jump out at him and yell her increasingly loud declarations. No, everyone had seen and reported how hardworking she was. Hardly stopping to rest unless it was during breaks and she was always taking her breaks with the other workers. Jason had to admit that he hadn’t expected her to be so down-to-earth and work well with the others, even eating with them and sharing her meals as well, which the man he had on her tail said she was always bringing from home. A condo she had rented somewhere downtown. Jason refused to feel guilty for that because nobody
He turned down the offer and forbade Phils to ever mention such a thing again. In the meantime, he strengthened the security around the house, installed a reinforced gate and ensured that someone was always watching over Isabella and the kids whenever they were outside the house. Unnoticed of course, so that the kids wouldn’t feel boxed in or anything. He didn’t want anything to affect their chance of growing as children should, but he was not going to take any chances with them as well. And if the attention on him helped to drive more clients and attention to the company, he was not ashamed to take it. He worked diligently and created his team of innovative and forward-thinking people that comprised Anastasia and five other people whom he had hand-picked himself. Two of them had been poached from Asian and African companies while one was a consultant who worked on a term that benefited the company and herself. So, yes. Jason was popular enough now that it didn’t surprise him anymor
How can things go the way they are supposed to when he was surrounded by idiots? That was the ultimate thought in Jason’s mind as he drove fast to the condo that Millicent had rented. The man he had tailed Millicent had finally explained what he meant when he said that he hadn’t seen her since morning. She had not left the room. That was what he said. That was what he believed. Jason had another thought. He was sure that she wouldn’t just stay cooped up in her room when he was sure that she had a mission for coming to Montreau. A girl with that much spark in her and ulterior motive wouldn’t just stay cooped in her apartment when it was obvious that she was trying all she could to ensure that she wore him down. For what purpose, he had no idea. He was sure though that she wouldn’t achieve that purpose by staying indoors. At least not if she was half as smart as he was certain that she was. Calculative too. Though he admitted that he might be wrong about that. He parked in front of t
The gleeful face of the twins, as they played in their school’s playground, danced maniacally in Jason’s head as he rushed as fast as he could to the school. Especially as Millicent’s small smile as she looked directly into the camera above the kid’s head glared clearly in his mind. She was sending him a message and only one interpretation came to Jason’s mind as he quickly sent a message. He blamed himself for not doing that before he tore out of the condo complex. What if he was late? He thought in anguish as he accelerated. A car honked rudely at him as he zoomed past over taking a minivan. “Oh, I am going to kill her if she…” Jason thought in anguish. The rapid thoughts of what Aria had done to those kids when they were still so young came to his mind. “Oh, she would wish she was dead in that godforsaken place if she….” Jason shook his head and took the next turn sharply as he wondered why nobody had called him at th school. Had she managed to infiltrate the school or she had bou
“What are you talking about?” Jason asked with restrained anger. She had the gut to send him thought-provoking images that had him running over in a panic and she dared to talk to him like this? She smirked at him as if she could hear his thoughts clearly and then looked at him squarely in the face as she folded her arms. “I am not going to stand here while God knows who is probably looking at us from behind one of those numerous cameras. No, I have plenty to say to you but not here, sir” With that, she sauntered over to his car in the boots she seemed to love wearing. She jerked open his car door and entered without asking for permission. Jason gave her a stern look for a moment which she only returned with a stubborn look of hers, her arms crossed against her body as she waited for Jason to enter the car. Jason entered and he said in a sarcastic tone as he puts on his seat belt “Oh, do go right ahead and make yourself comfortable” “Oh, I certainly intend to do that,” she said as
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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