Jason woke up early, though he hadn’t slept much. The weight of his promise to Fiona was all he could think about. Ethan and his minions had released Thier grip over him a little, making it easy for him to walk freely inside the school. Maybe they forgot all about him, or maybe Ethan was planning something bigger or wicked for him.He had agreed to get the safe, and Fiona wasn’t the type to let things slide. Still, Irene’s smile flashed in his mind. She had given him a moment of peace, a reason to think maybe things could be different. But this task would pull him right back into the mess he was trying to escape. His mind went back to Eric, who hasn't reached out to him ever since he was thrown out of the mansion.Jason dressed quickly, grabbing his backpack, and checked his phone. No new messages from Fiona, but he knew she was waiting. She was always watching.At school, Jason tried to blend into the crowd, but as he walked toward his locker, he spotted Fiona leaning against the wal
Jason's heart thudded faster, hoping to see who it was. His heart nearly collapsing at the thought of Aunt Camilla finding out that he was the thief hiding behind the curtain. He was now a stranger, having no link to the Carter's family. The sound of the beeping lock was heard, and the door finally opened. Jason froze when he saw that it was Eric. A lot of thoughts ran through his mind. "What was Erick looking for? Did he know about the safe all along?" He looked at him as he glanced at the top of the shelf. Eric closed the door behind him and later walked out. Jason knew it was his time to act. He quickly brought out his back and hid the age inside it. He opened the door slowly and made sure no one was around the hallway. He stealthily walked through the corridor down to the path he came in. Once outside the mansion, he sighed and immediately flagged down a taxi to take him home. Jason felt elated; he was on top of the world as he looked at the safe right under his nose. His mi
Fiona was hard to resist. She was persistent and always got what she wanted. They weren't related anyway, so why should Jason hold back? Fiona was surprised as her tongue found its way into his mouth. He was not rejecting her and was accepting her instead. Fiona closed her eyes as her hands found their way into Jason's pants. "I want all of you. I want now." Fiona said, slowly giving in to the pleasure. Jason took off his shirt, revealing his tough muscles. He carried Fiona onto the little bed he had in a corner of the room. "I want you to take it off." She said it with fire in her eyes. "Have you done it before?" Fiona asked Jason knew he was a virgin, and this would be his first time. "No, I haven't, but I am willing to try." The word was enticing to Fiona. She was going to be the first to disinfect him. "Okay then, follow my lead." She said slowly getting up from the bed.She pushed Jason to the bed and slowly took off her clothes. Jason's heart raced; he had never see
Jason leaned forward, his eyes steady and serious, as he gave Fiona the passcode. Fiona's confidence wavered for a second, a look of doubt flickering across her face. She never expected Jason, the guy she thought she could control, to know something so valuable."Try it," Jason said calmly, leaning back against the old sofa.Fiona approached the safe, her fingers tapping out the numbers he’d given her. The lock beeped, and then, with a soft click, the safe opened. Fiona’s eyes widened in surprise. She couldn’t hide the shock from her face as she pulled out a stack of documents."What is all this?" she demanded, her voice filled with disbelief. She had expected the safe to hold something more meaningful than what she was staring at. But these documents seemed important.Jason stood up, keeping his gaze fixed on her. "It’s everything your family wanted to hide. All the dirty secrets, the deals that could ruin them if they got out. You think you have control, Fiona, but maybe you never d
Fiona walked closer to Irene and Jason. "I think I told you that he is taken." Fiona said with a kelous voice, making Jason feel a little bothered. He wasn't sure anymore if she was actually joking or she was being serious. "What do you want this time?" Jason asked "Can't I say hello to you anymore?* Fiona replied, folding her hands. "I think I need to be on my way now, Jason." Irene said, slightly drawing her hair to the back of her ear. "Can you just..." Jason was about to say another word, but Fiona stopped him. "He won't be seeing you off." She said casually, and Irene walked away. "What is that? What do you really want from me? I gave you the save like you requested." Jason looked up, his face turning red. "I deed you." Fiona said, drawing Jason closer. "NNeed me? That sounds weird coming from a girl that wanted me off the Carter's list. What do you want from me?" "I read the last will of my grandfather, and I think you are part of the family. Why don't you help me defeat C
Jason went through the video, and he felt teary. He had always thought he was alone. A nobody, after Marcus left the school he had been alone without friends. The thought that the Carter family was going to be his solitude was all he could think of, but then everything went south with the death of his grandfather. The video wasn't saying much about who his father was or why he was killed, but Jason was the sole heir to the vast properties of the Carter's family. He removed the USB and kept it safe in his pocket. This was a life changer for him; the thought of leading the Carter family was no joke. Jason knew he couldn't trust anybody at a time like this, not even Eric. He had seen him enter Camilla's room for the same safe he had come to carry. Jason picked up his phone, and a message popped up. A smile appeared on his lips, thinking it was Irene, but it slowly faded away when he saw it was Fiona. "She knows." The message was short and brief. "Who knows?" Jason said, dropping the
Many of the students could not believe it was Jason getting down from the car. Fiona was equally surprised to see him. How did he manage to afford this? That was what many of the students thought, and their words and emotions were conveyed to Jason. He smiled each time, seeing he could get their attention, but he wanted Irene to notice him. Jason looked around, trying to catch a glimpse of her before Fiona ran towards him. "Not now, Fiona. I don't want to do this tonight." Jason said he was trying to wave her off. "Aunt Camilla. She knew you were in the house." She said with a frightened look. Jason's mind went back to the scenario that happened at his house. But how Camilla knew his house was a mystery to him. " So?" Jason looked at her without blinking. "Does she have any proof I stole anything from her?" Fiona was shocked to see that he was bold. "Are you not scared of what she might do to you?" She asked, but their talk was interrupted by Ethan as he walked closer to them. "W
"Where is t?" A voice shouted at Jason. The clanging out and the lamp light in his front were making his eyes hurt. "It hurts." Jason said slowly, not sure what his captors wanted from him. He remembered he had gotten a text message from Marcus telling him to wet him at the school field. Jason opened his eyes wide again; the situation was dawning on him. "Where am I?" He shouted at the strange, dark figure seated in front of him. "I don't think it would be any good to ask me any questions. I do the asking, and you tell me what I need to know," the voice replied. "Ethan, is that you? Release me right now!" Jason shouted in anger, and the voice laughed again. "Do you think this is some child place? You are going to tell me what I need to know or you won't leave here alive." The voice sounded mean this time. "You are bluffing!" Jason shouted at him, and the electric wire tied to the armchair zapped him. "yee!" Jason let out a voice of pain. "Somebody help me!" He yelled even mor
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.