The hallways of St. Augustine High buzzed with whispers and excited conversations as students recounted the events of the charity auction. Clusters of teenagers gathered near their lockers, their voices low but charged with energy, as they shared the latest gossip. "Did you see the look on Ethan's face when Jason's grandfather outbid his dad?" one student said, struggling to keep their voice down through the excitement. "It was priceless! I never thought I'd see Ethan get taken down a peg like that," another added, laughing with their friends. " Did you even see the look on his father's face. I would have sworn they were not expecting such a trun of event. If I were Ethan, I would have surrendered to Jason. I mean, he is killing him out there." Another said with an outburst of laughter. Rumors spread like wildfire, each story more embellished than the last. Some said Jason was now the new school king, while others speculated that the Carter family was planning to buy out the entir
The school buzzed with excitement activities. Many of the students wanted to be friends with Jason. Most of the female students wanted him as their boyfriend. The last auction and the humiliation were now gnawing at Ethan. He couldn't be safe anymore. Some of the students whispered that the Carter's had always been richer than the Mathews. "We all know who the boss is now. I thought Ethan was untouchable, but you need to see how he was snuffed out like a candlelight." One of the students laughed. Suddenly another female entered the school. Se was looking sharp, with a dark shade covering her face. "Another new student?"" One of the students said she was turning her gaze towards the main campus. "I wondered where they are all coming from." Her friend replied. "Wait a minute? Isn't that the latest Ferrari spider?" She said with awe. "Oh my god! I wondered which family she is hailing from." Fiona removed her shade and, without looking at anyone, headed straight to Jason's class. Ja
The aftermath of the fight left the school in a state of shock. Not everyone believe Jason could stand up for himself let alone hit Ethan who was the mighty son of the Mathew's family. Jason’s clash with Ethan was the talk of every corner, the whispers growing louder as the details of the fight spread round the school. Many of the students were begining to root for Jason but even as students talked, they couldn't ignore the sight of Jason walking to the headmaster’s office, blood still trickling down from the wound on his head, staining his white uniform. The intercom crackled to life, its stern message echoing through the halls. "Jason Carter and Ethan Mathews, report to the headmaster's office immediately." Jason’s steps were steady despite the injury, a thin trail of dried blood visible near his temple. Ethan, on the other hand, stormed toward the office, his face twisted in a scowl, eyes burning with barely contained rage. As they entered the headmaster's office, the headmas
The school buzzed with gossip as Jason returned to class, the morning’s events still fresh in everyone’s mind. Whispers trailed after him, and he felt a mixture of triumph and anxiety. His classmates had begun to see him in a new light, but he knew the danger that lingered in Ethan’s simmering rage. He wasn't going to let go In the cafeteria, the atmosphere was charged with anticipation. Jason sat with Elena, who looked at him with admiration. “You really stood up to him, Jason. I didn’t think you had it in you,” she said, her eyes sparkling with excitement. Jason shrugged, trying to downplay the significance of the fight. “I didn’t have much of a choice. He pushed me too far.” But deep down, he relished the respect he was starting to gain. However, the thrill of victory was short-lived. Ethan’s absence loomed over the cafeteria, and Jason knew that he would be back, angrier and more determined than ever. As the lunch period wore on, Jason couldn’t shake the feeling that he w
Jason's heart raced as the crowd’s gasps echoed through the vibrant festival. He exchanged a glance with Elena, their earlier excitement replaced by concern. “What was that?” she asked, her voice barely above the rising din. “I don’t know, but we need to check it out,” Jason replied, instinctively moving toward the sound. The crowd was parting like the sea, revealing chao at the main stage. He could see students stumbling back, some clutching their phones, capturing the moment while others simply stood frozen in shock. As Jason approached, he spotted Ethan standing at the edge of the chaos, a smug grin on his face. His loyal sidekicks, Kyle and Mark, flanked him, their expressions reflecting a mix of amusement and satisfaction. “Looks like I made an entrance,” Ethan called out, his voice dripping with arrogance. “What did you do?” Jason shouted over the noise, anger bubbling to the surface. Ethan shrugged, feigning innocence. “Just wanted to liven things up a bit. You know how bor
With anger, Linda walked towards Elena and pulled her off from Jason. I'm a flash. She landed a slap across her face. Elena was stunned. "Did you just slap me?" She said slowly, holding her cheeks. Jason said nothing but simply stared at both of them. He knew exactly what he was doing, and it was working. The plan was to make Linda jealous and want him back. "Do you think he still loves you? Jason is mine, and the earlier you get that into your thick skull, the better." Elena said with a wide grin on her face. "I never told him I was done with him, did I? I and Jason go way back, and I am here to claim my place beside him." Linda replied. "Your place? Did I hear you mention that you have a place beside me?" Jason said, slowly walking towards her. "Do you know how you humilated me in front of everyone, telling them I didn't matter?" You want a rich guy that could afford you, and I think Ethan is doing a good job at that. Or are you having a change of heart when you suddenly know that
Fiona slowly placed her lips on Jason, who was still in shock. She gently grabbed Jason's hand and placed it on her butt. Jason was lost for a second. Yes, he was drunk and was enjoying the moment but, at the same time, couldn't resist Fiona. He had found her attractive the first day they met, but he couldn't act on his feelings. She was his sister after all, and they are bonded by blood, but here she was, all over him. Jason snapped immediately and pushed her back from him. "What are you doing?" He asked, looking into her face. Fiona was weird; one moment she was behaving like she hated him, and the next she was kissing him. "Do you even know this wrong?" Fiona looked at his lips as she wanted more. She took a step forward, and Jason pulled back. "Do you think anyone cares that we are making our? And don't tell me you don't want this. I have always seen the way you look and me." Fiona said with a mischievous smile on her face. It was obvious she was enjoying what was going on bet
One of the maids rushed towards Jason, "Sir Edward is..." She said stammering. Jason looked at her face; she wasn't making any sense. "What happened to my grandfather?" he shouted at her. Without waiting and wasting time, Fiona raced towards the main mansion while Jason ran after her. "You need to calm down both of you. I have called an ambulance, and it should be here any moment." Eric said, looking at Jason and Fiona. Jason's mind raced as the thought of his Trump card dwindled before his face. He couldn't bear to go through everything he had gone through again. The ridicule and the way he had been treated by Ethan Now everything was beginning to make sense, and people were beginning to make friends with him. He remembered he had seen his grandfather talking to someone; his mind raced. "What happened to him?" Jason looked at Eric."I am not sure, young master, but he suddenly held his chest and collapsed." Erick replied His phone rang as he quickly rushed to talk to whoever the
The convoy screeched to a halt, the air thick with the acrid smell of burnt rubber. George's heart sank as he peered out of the limousine, his eyes narrowing at the chaos unfolding ahead. A black SUV had slammed into the rear vehicle of their convoy, effectively blocking their escape."Zeek, Evelyn, get ready!" George’s voice was sharp as he reached for the pistol under his seat. Beaded sweat formed on his forehead. Evelyn stepped out first, her movements calm but deliberate as she scanned the street. "Stay in the car, Mr. George," she said firmly. "We’ll handle this."Masked figures emerged from the SUV, each armed and advancing toward the van carrying Jason. Venom stood among them, his calm attitude sending a chill through the air."Hand over Jason Carter, and no one else needs to die," Venom called out, his voice carrying over the street. The people ran helter skelter as rounds of bullets were let into the air to send a warning message to George and his entourage. George pushed
"Make sure no one comes close enough to this van." George looked at his personal guards. The nurses all watched as Jason was moved through the hospital hallway. The view was glamorous, and it looks like they were moving the president of the nation. "Be careful." Mr. George shouted occasionally as Jason was lifted into the back of the van where some specialists were seated waiting for him. "I'm coming with you, Dad." Marcus said, looking at his father. "No, you are not." George replied. "Why not? He is my best friend, and I am not going to leave him alone." Marcus said angrily. "You wanted me to handle it from here onwards; that is why you came to me. Now leave the rest to me and go to school like a normal teenager. Zeek and Evelyn are going to help and make sure we get to the safe house in one piece." Marcus sighed, "Call me when you get to the safe house." "We need to leave now before the reporters get a wind of what was happening. The escort trooped out of the hospital one by
"He said nothing as he closed his eyes. Shouldn't you be out there finding who his shooter was?" Marcus looked at the man standing before him in anger. "I think we need to help ourselves here, Mr. Marcus. I want the same thing you want." The police officer said again. "And what is that?" Marcus asked, staring at him. "You uncover the mystery surrounding Jason Carter. My name is George, and if you are ready to let me assist you, then let me know. Here is my card. Feel free to call me anytime you want." Marcus looked at the card and back at the man walking away from his sight. He got inside the car and drove out of the hospital grounds. [ BACK AT SCHOOL ] The following day was hectic with a lot of reporters going in and out of the school to cover an exclusive story about the shootout. "Do you think he is going to make it?" One of the students looked at her friend. "Why? I have seen many people bounce back from gunshot wounds." Marcus walked into the school premises and immediatel
The news of the gunshot wound spread like wildfire with many speculations about who might want Jason Carter dead. The accident scene was immediately shielded, and students were asked to go back home. The new reporters were all over the scene with the police on standby. Jason was wheeled into the hospital with a lot of doctors at his disposal. "I told you not to let him out of your sight!_ K1 shouted at Evelyn. Marcus, who was still in shock with his hand soaked in his bed friend's blood, still couldn't believe his eyes. He remembered what he had seen on Jason's phone. " Benson and Jay are dead." Evelyn looked at K1. "What do you mean they are dead?" K1 looked at her face and then back at Marcus, who was still in shock. Marcus, without saying a word, brought out Jason's phone and handed it over to him. "Whoever killed them must have come for Jason," he said, sniffling. "Do you think they found something?" Evelyn looked at Marcus. "How should I know that? We are both in the dark h
Evelyn looked at Jason and nodded. She wasn't going to let him out of her sight, but then they were right inside the school. What was the worst that could go wrong? She hasn't heard anything from Eric or Aunt Camilla, so it was safe to assume they had forgotten all about the drama. Jason and Irene walked out of the party into the gentle breeze of the night. "So what now? You are into my sister Alessia?" Irene asked when they eventually stopped under the moonlight. "What? Why would you assume a thing like that?" Jason asked, raising an eyebrow to look at her face. "Maybe because I saw you in bed staring at her like you both have just had a steamy night." She looked back at Jason. "'Steamy night? I was drunk, and Alessia helped me get home. Definitely not my house. How was I supposed to know that she was your sister?" Jason asked "And what was that about her being my secretary back at work?" Jason added. "Wait, you work now?" Irene asked with a surprised look on her face. "Whoa, tha
Everyone at the party froze hearing what Fiona was asking Ethan to do to Linda. "You can't possibly leave me for her." Linda looked at Ethan. with a serious gaze. "Why not?" Ethan stared back at her with a meaner face. "You hate contributed to my life like I hope, and also you have fallen out of favor with him." He looked at Jason, who was enjoying the show. "Remind me again why I need to keep you?" Ethan asked with a smug look on his face. As he was about to finish his words, Alessia and Irene showed up. "Not now." Jason said slowly as his eyes feared between the crowds of students. "There you are. I have been looking all over for you." Marcus said, walking toward the party. They all gathered with each of them. trying to sort out their feelings. "What is it going to be, Ethan Mathew?" Fiona asked again, going back to the initial topic. "What are you feeling to offer if I said yes to you?" Ethan asked publicly "Offer? I have a lot. Just tell me I am yours and you are mine." Fio
"Where to, Mr. Carter?" K1 asked, staring at Jason at the back of the seat. The thought of the party crossed his mind again. Jason leaned back in the car, his eyes fixed on the city lights rushing past the window. The streets were alive with activity, but his mind was elsewhere. Alessia's coded words replayed in his head, each testing his patience. "What does she mean I'll change my mind with time?" he muttered under his breath, drawing a curious glance from K2. "Sir, you okay?" K1 asked, his hands steady on the wheel. Jason nodded, forcing a smile. "Just thinking about work." But it wasn’t work. Alessia's sudden appearance at his company wasn’t a coincidence, and Jason knew it. Her smug grin and the way she confidently walked around him—it was as if she knew exactly what she was doing. "Change of plans," Jason said abruptly. "Before the party, I need to stop by the Carter estate. I want to check something." K2 hesitated. "The estate? But, sir, isn’t that where—" "Yes, it is,
The door opened and Jason's face went pale. "I can't believe it, you." Jason said with a surprise in his voice. Alessia walked in with a smug grin on her face. "What are you doing here?" Jason asked in anger. "Are you stalking me now?" He asked with anger. "You do know all of this is wrong. You can't be here." Jason shouted at her again. The door opened and Mr. Nicholas walked in. He has heard his loud noise opposite his office. "Are you alright, Mr. Jason?" "I will be fine when you ask this lady to leave my office." Jason said, pointing at Alessia. Mr. Nicholas looked at Alessia and back at Jason. "Do you know each other?" He asked with surprise in his voice. "Yes." "No." Both of them replied almost at the same time. "Mr. Jason, I am sorry, but she is one of our best workers in here. She is your new secretary." Mr. Nicholas replied. "New what? That is impossible; her family is supposed to be rich, or they are rich. So how come?" "That is a long story, Mr. Jason. Just make
"Are you sure you want to take this on?" Nicholas asked, moving closer to Jason. "Don't worry, Nicholas. I have got this." Jason replied. The man walked out of the crowd as the other reporters paved the way for him. He looked up to meet Jason's gaze, and with a playful smile on his lips, he brought out a book. "What are your plans? And are you really the lost heir of the Carters?" Jason smiled. "Is that all, or are you having more questions to ask?" He stared at his face. "Can you answer that first? Or do you want me to dump the bombshell on you?" Jason's mind skipped a bit. "What bombshell?" He had managed to dodge the familial question about his relationship with Fiona, and now this. "I think I have the credibility now that I am indeed the lost son of Mr. Richard Carter. And my future plans are confidential and mine alone." Jason replied as he should. "Tell me, do you plan on finding your father's killer?" The man asked again. "You don't need to answer that, Jason." Mr.