Jason had to call his personal doctor to check on Millicent even after she calmed down. Liam and the staff didn’t find any intruders on the property. Nobody had seen anyone enter or leave the room long after Jason had left it. Not even Liam had seen anybody since he just got out of the shower when he heard the scream. “Mrs Monroe is doing fine physically. Just as the other doctor had said, she is fit enough to be discharged. The only thing she needs right now is enough rest and a serene environment. She doesn’t need anything that could stimulate her negatively or affect her mental health. If that could be taken care of; I am sure her momentary confusion will be taken care of in no time and she will be back to her normal self” the doctor said before he left. Jason immediately called Heinrich to ask about his health. He informed the older man that he would be over at his place to see him soon, and then he informed him that he would like for Isabella and Bo to come back now since they
“You are filing for bankruptcy?” Jason looked up from the file that Anastasia was showing him, to look at Liam’s enraged face as he barged into his office without knocking. Jason saw his new secretary wringing her hands behind Liam. Jason could see that she had tried to stop his cousin but the latter had barged in nonetheless. She was probably thinking that Jason would fire her on her second day of job. Jason only motioned for her to go back to her spot. The lady inclined her head and quickly went back to her seat. “That will be all for now, Ana. Be back here in twenty minutes. I am sure I will be done with our COO by then.” Jason told Anastasia. “Yes, sir,” Anastasia said before she left the office. “Mr Monroe” she said in greeting to Liam but he ignored her. “What has got you in such a state, Liam?” Jason asked. “You know you can tell me if the stress of being the company’s COO, temporarily, of course, is getting to you, right?” “I don’t give a fuck about that!” Liam snapped. T
Senator Cavendish was in a bad mood because of his long-term secret that was on the verge of becoming a public anecdote. He still had no idea how Anabella had heard about his secret child with his former secretary, but he had a very good guess. It must have been that bastard, who threatened him into selling his oil company and rig. Now he not only has his problems on hand but he also had to deal with the backlash that could arise from pissing off the businessmen who had been supportive of him during the election. Right after dealing with Anabella. She was his utmost priority at the moment. She had to be or things could turn really ugly. He could already imagine how his opponents would spin the story. Anabella wouldn’t tell him how she knew the county where his former secretary and his son were, but she had threatened divorce and that would be a very disastrous thing for Cavendish. He could even lose his senatorship. Which was unfair. He had sworn off having affairs after all! Hadn’t
Things got more heated at Paragon Heights.Someone seemed to have divulged the information of Paragon Heights trying to file for bankruptcy to the press. Soon enough, reporters were swarming wherever Jason was, just to get an interview and know his opinion about the rumour they have been hearing. Jason had not granted any interviews yet nor had he accepted Phils' idea that they should put out a press release statement. “I still think we should just talk to them. At least tell them something” Liam said as he got into the car beside Jason as the latter tapped the driver that he should move. They were just leaving the building where Jason and Liam had met up with a potential buyer who had shown interest in buying Paragon Heights. The reporters were waiting for them outside and they had to rush through them to enter the car before they will block the car’s path. Jason gave Liam a curt look before he let out n exasperated sigh. Looking back towards where the reporters stood in clusters,
Gunshots resounded methodically and fast as released pigeons panicked in flight and tried to avoid their fates. One by one, they dropped as each shot took the life of each of them. Helplessly and unable to help one another, the birds flapped their wings in an attempt to escape. Their majestic flight was no match for the bullets intent on cutting short their lives. One. Two. Three. Four. Five of them dropped miserably. Their wings were forever silenced from flapping. Some of them with the chance of letting out a last, agonised cry and others departed the world without a sound. The shooter paused for a moment and the last bird let out a triumphant call of celebration. A sound that was shortlived as it was cut short by the release of another bullet accompanied by a booming sound. Like a brave warrior, the bird turned in the air as if to keep flying. Then, it dropped. Joining the litter of dead carcasses on the grounds of the shooting range. “Your aim is as sharp as ever, Boss” Alejand
“I have good news, babe” Jason announced as he entered his children’s playroom/creation room. The twins had developed ongoing interest in certain things that Jason and Millicent had thought it would be better to encourage them in. Jasmine loved to break things down and rebuild them with few modifications, she had started with her toys and had moved on to other things. While Alexander loved the arts. He loved staring at them, asking questions about them, and then trying to recreate them. They had been so ecstatic when one of the fifteen bedrooms had been converted into a partitioned creation room for them. Jasmine’s side was painted in her favourite burgundy colours and fitted with tools she might need. While Alexander’s was designed with artistic paintings depicting greenery and his superhero figures. It was fitted with aisles, drawing papers, charcoal, pencils, colours and several other things they believed might be useful in helping him decide what he loved to use the most. The k
It turned out that the men with the extraordinary offer for the purchase of Paragon Heights are such busy men that they wouldn’t be available for the sale meeting. “They will be sending a representative though” Liam assured Jason. “I wish they could have added that information at first before I decided to tell the person with the other offer that we will not be doing business together,” Jason said anxiously as he tugged at his silk tie. He had a plain white shirt and suit pants on. Accessorised with $100, 000 Manolo shoes, a $75, 000 Patek Phillipe wristwatch and the customised tie; Jason looked like a man ready to bag a $6, 000, 000, 000, 000 sale but worry etched his face. He couldn’t sit still for long as he stood up abruptly from the head of the chair in the meeting room, where they had been waiting for the representative, who seemed to be taking his or her sweet time. Jason strode to the window, then turned back to face Liam and the others. “I mean, what if they changed their
Liam’s outburst shocked Anastasia and Phils but it seemed to open Jason’s eyes. He looked guiltily at Liam, then said hurriedly “You are right. That was uncalled for. I shouldn’t have let my history with him cloud my sense of judgement” “And still, you are here while the man is storming out of the company right now!” Liam snapped. “Yes, yes, I will…” Jason quickly rushed out of the office and they all followed him in the hope of catching up with the representative. The men were just getting into their cars when Jason rushed out of the company and called “Mr Rodriguez! Mr Rodriguez! I am so sorry about earlier. You don’t deserve to be treated like that! I am sorry. If you can just come back inside now, I promise to be strictly professional about this” “Strictly professional?” the man said with a scoff as he turned back to Jason. “You must still think you are one big deal, Monroe. You are nothing. A failure who can’t even hold on to the company he was given for long. You will probab