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THE RISE OF JASON WALKERS chapter thirty two
Jason's eyes darted toward the woman who had just walked in. Her confident stride, the way she removed her dark shades and looked around the room as if she already owned it—Jason knew instantly that she wasn’t someone to be underestimated.The room went still as Fiona’s smile faded, her grip on the children tightening for a split second. "You're not in charge of anything here," Fiona said, her voice cold and sharp. "Grandfather’s will hasn’t been read yet.""Do you think it matters?" the woman sneered, placing her sunglasses on the side table. She walked up to Fiona, her heels clicking on the polished marble floor. "We both know who was meant to inherit everything, and it's certainly not you."Jason observed the confrontation, his curiosity piqued. He glanced at the twins, who had fallen silent, sensing the tension between the two women. It was clear this wasn’t a family reunion—this was a battle for power. He felt like an outsider in what was supposed to be his home.Fiona’s eyes fli
THE RISE OF JASON WALKERS chapter thirty three
The Carter mansion was bussling with an uneasy energy as cars lined up the long driveway, their tires crunching against the gravel. Jason watched from the second-floor window, his eyes narrowing as he recognized some of the arriving family members. There was a sense of foreboding that settled deep in his stomach—Edward's death had not only fractured the family's unity, but it had also sparked a dangerous competition for power.By late afternoon, the house was filled with unfamiliar faces. Jason had never seen so many Carters in one place, each one wearing the same cold expression of barely concealed ambition. They had come from all corners of the world, each with their own reasons for attending Edward’s burial. As they mingled in the mansion’s lavish foyer, Jason caught snippets of hushed conversations—rumors about the will, whispered alliances, and veiled threats of what was to come.His Aunt Camilla had taken it upon herself to greet each arrival with a charming smile, all while man
THE RISE OF JASON WALKERS chapter thirty four
The mood in the Carter Mansion was different now, charged with a sense of competition and mystery. The challenge had been set, and everyone was eager to prove themselves worthy of the Carter fortune. Jason woke up the next morning with a heavy sense of determination, knowing he couldn’t afford to lose. His mind was already turning over the possibilities. What kind of clue would Edward leave, and where would he hide it?He needed to find it,if not for anything but for the sake of defeating Ethan Mathews who was watching and waiting for him immediately he returns back to school Breakfast was a tense affair, with family members quietly sipping their coffee and glancing at each other over the dining table. Fiona sat at the far end, looking smug and confident, while Jason felt a strange mix of nerves and emptyness.He felt Edward Carter deserved more,not just some bunch of grumpy old fools fighting over his left inheritance. None were ready to protect his legacy. They were more concerned
THE RISE OF JASON WALKERS chapter thirty five
Jason stood in front of the vault with a glint of happiness in him. The thought of what was inside gnawled at him. The vault didn't contain just treasure but untold secrets and family trees. Jason's heart pounded fast, adrenaline coursing through his veins, and the eagerness to see what was there was all he could think about. He slowly walked closer to the vault, and his eyesbrow was furrowed. The vault had an encryption, and it had to be opened with a password. "Not now." Jason grunted He was about to start deciphering the password when he heard a bang on his head. The loud thud of brick clashing against his skull sent him down to the earth. As he bled to the cold floor beneath him, he tried to see who had his head bashed, but all he could hear was a strange laughter that sent a shiver down his spine. The thought of Fiona trying to hurt him was all he could think about, but he knew the battle was more than the hatred she had for him.Jason looked back at the only clue left by his
THE RISE OF JASON WALKERS chapter thirty six
"Why do I feel this way when I am around her?" Jason's thought ran wide as Fiona's tongue fondled his on the bed he lay on. The kiss, the taste of other lips—everything felt divine. The door opened abruptly, making Jason stop and push Fiona back. She laughed and looked back. " Ah! Eric. I don't know you are here taking care of our Jason," she said with a smirk on her face. "Our Jason? What does that even mean?" Jason asked, looking at her. He was anoyed about the fact that he was dancing to her tune each time she was beside him.Fiona brought out a small mirror from her bag. "Oh, you have ruined my lipstick." She looked at Jason and winked at him. "I will be seeing you around, and when I do, you have better tell me what you know about the vault." She smiled and walked out. "Bye Eric." She looked at his stern face and blew Jason a kiss on the bed. "What is she doing here?" Eric asked, walking to Jason's side. "I am not sure." He lied, trying to clean the lipstick. Eric smiled. He kn
THE RISE OF JASON WALKERS chapter thirty seven
Jason watched Eric walked out on him. The man that had promised to be there for him throughout the journey was also gone with the word for him to prove himself. " What should I do? Where do I start from?" was all Jason could think about.Jason stood frozen as the camera flashes exploded around him like a violent storm. Microphones were shoved in his face, and questions rang out, one after another, blurring together in a chaotic assault. The sound of journalists all speaking at once filled his ears, their voices rising with their questions that needed answers too.“Jason, is it true that you forged documents to prove your connection to the Carter family?”“Are you just another gold digger looking for a quick fortune?”“Did Edward Carter even acknowledge you before his death?”The questions hit him like a series of slaps, and Jason felt his mind go blank. His mouth opened, but no sound came out. He wanted to defend himself, to shout that he was Edward’s grandson, that he had Carter blo
THE RISE OF JASON WALKERS Chapter thirty eight
Jason wondered why Eric didn't help him. He has told him to prove himself; only then is he going to help him, but he was just a student, a high school teenager with nothing at the moment. Jason looked around to make sure the street was not crowded. The same was unbearable. He grabbed his bagpack and flagged down a taxi. He was soon on his way to his old and tartarred house. Jason knew he had toknow the secret his grandfather was hiding and what he was dying to tell him even on his sick bed. He knew his aunt and stepmother wouldn't allow him into the Carter's mansion again, but he was going to find other means; there has to be a way. Jason lay on his small bed with his thoughts focused on how he was going to scale through the heartbreak. His phone beeped again, and he picked it up from who messaged him, but it was another news flash. "When will these people ever stop?" Jason shouted, flinging his phone towards the car end of the bed. The dragging of his name as a faker was embarrass
THE RISE OF JASON WALKERS chapter thirty nine
Jason's heart thud with fear. He initially wanted to take a leak after washing his clothes, but then, like magic, the urnine ceased. "Who is that?" Jason said in a shaky voice, although he knew who it was. It was the last day of Ethan's suspension, and he was already on the school premises. Jason cursed under his breath for meeting Fiona that morning. While cursing, he also said some silent prayers, hoping it wasn't Ethan. "Can you please come out? I really need to poo!" The student shouted, releasing some poisonous gas in the air. Jason covered his nose as he looked at the chubby student. " Jeez! What did you eat this morning, Pete?" Jason asked with anger. Pete ran inside and jammed the door right behind him. Jason wiped the brooding sweat off his forehead and walked to the front of the mirror. He suddenly felt the urge to pee and quickly walked to the white porcelain sink to take a leak. He was now the underdog of the school, and he knew everyone would want to pick on him.Jaso
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Chapter one hundred and ninety eight
" Jason? What are you doing here? Did you come back for me?" Irene asked, staring at the face of Nikolaus, who looked exactly like the man she wanted to get married to. Before Nikolaus had the chance to speak, Irene was on her feet. She grabbed him and placed the most passionate kiss on his lips. "Why don't you tell me you get the same way? Was marrying Alessia just a ruse?" Nikolaus stuttered as he felt more embarrassed than in his entire life. The only moment he actually enjoyed was the kiss he shared with Irene. Was this what made Jason so special? Who was this lady in front of him? A lot of questions were going through his head when the lady drew him out. "Why don't we leave this place and go have fun? I am sure you are dying to have some fun with me, right? I don't think we really had a nice time together since..." Irene stopped when she noticed she had been the only one talking. "Is there anything on your mind? You seem completely lost." She paused and looked at Niko. "I
Chapter one hundred and ninety seven
Eric turned slowly toward Nikolaus, his jaw slightly slack. “You gonna explain this to me? Or do I just pretend none of this happened?” Nikolaus scoffed, brushing the glass shards off his feet with a wince. “You think I understand any of this? I’ve been living a life that wasn’t mine. Turns out I was never meant to have a choice.” “You're saying… Clark raised you like his own son? Like some twisted experiment?” Eric asked, his voice low, trying to process. Nikolaus shook his head slowly, eyes fixed on a portrait above the fireplace. “I didn’t even know Jason existed until now. I thought I was the only heir. Turns out I was just a backup plan. A replacement.” Eric walked to the window, watching Clark disappear down the stone steps outside. “And what do you think about all of this?Why are you really here?" “What do I think? Do you think I want to be here? If I had my way, I would be building my own music empire. That is what I have always wanted to do.” Nikolaus muttered. “Bu
Chapter one hundred and ninety six
Clark walked into the same room as Nikolaus and laughed, making him look back. "I don't think I need to beg and plead with you anymore. Do you think I need you?" I said, taking a seat facing his son."What the hell is this, Father? What trick are you playing this time?" Nikolaus said with anger. "Trick? Are you blind, Niko? Check for yourself and see. I don't think I need you like you have always believed. Why do I need a son who is not ready to dance to my tune when I have one that I can bend to my will?" Clark said again with anger visibly shown in his eyes. His arm tightened around the armrest of the chair he sat on. "Why do you need me here when you have the ideal son you have envisioned for your great empire?" Nikolaus asked, crossing his arms."I brought you here because I might need to discard one of you." Clark said with a smug grin on his face. "It can either be you or Jason. No one would know which is which since you both have the same face. Tell me something, Niko." Cla
Chapter one hundred and ninety four
Jason knew he needed to leave the city for a while. Away from all the paparazzi and everything that has been happening to him for a while. He needed some time with his newly wedded wife and also try to know what was happening to him. The continuous headache and the glowing of his palms. Jason knew it was a later of time before everything takes over. The events of the night left a deep impression on him. His glowing hands, Eric’s taunts, and the realization that Clark was still plotting against him made it clear that things were far from over. He needed time to think, to strategize. But more than anything, he needed to be with Alessia, away from the madness. “You’re thinking too hard,” Alessia’s voice broke through his thoughts as they settled in the limousine. “It’s our wedding night. Shouldn’t we be celebrating instead of brooding?” she said with a smile on her face. Jason exhaled sharply and turned to her, his gaze softening. “I know, but I can’t shake the feeling that thing
Chapter one hundred and ninety three
"You need to stop it, Mr Jason!" Raven shouted, his eyes darting forth and back, making sure no one saw Jason's glowing hands. Jason was now sweating profusely as he tried to make his hand stop. "I can't, Raven! Do you think I have control over something like this?" He snapped at him. Raven immediately took off his jacket, grabbed Jason's hand that was blazing hurt, and wrapped his suit around it. "We can't have anyone seeing your hands like this," he said even though his hands were hurting. Jason looked at him, and he could see the burns from holding him. "We need to get you out of here, Mr Jason." Raven said, his eyes darting back and forth. "I guess you haven't noticed, Raven. This is my wedding, and I need to say a vote of thank you to everyone that had graced the occasion." Jason said, staring at him. Alessia came back with a cup of cold water and was surprised to see the state Jason was in. She noticed his hands were tied with Raven's suit and wondered why. "Do you need to
Chapter one hundred and ninety two
Jason clenched his hands in anger as he looked at most of the uninvited guests. "What are you going to do, Jason? Throw us out?" Sophia snickered in her velvet gown that clung to her body, revealing her robust backside. "We are here for you, Jason. After all, you are a Carter." Clark said before stepping away from the altar. Alessia looked at Jason and saw he was sweating again. Jason's eyes darted through the crowd and saw Leonard staring at him. A look that tells him to continue with the marriage. They had a deal after all.The pope said everything that needed to be said, and when it was time to ask who was against the marriage, Alessia's heart beat increased. She knew the only insane person who was bold enough to stop the marriage was Irene. She remembered the look she had given her when she tried her wedding dress on. "If there is anyone here that doesn't want this couple to be joined in holy matrimony, they should raise up his or her hands or should forever be silent." The
Chapter one hundred and ninety one
Jason woke up to the soft morning light filtering through the curtains, his body still warm from the night before. He turned over, expecting to find Alessia beside him, but instead, there was an empty space. His eyes darted to the wooden nightstand, where a neatly folded note lay. He reached for it, unfolding the paper with curiosity.Jason,Since you were feeling much better, I decided to go home and get ready for our big day. Don’t be late.Love, Alessia.A small smile curled at the corner of his lips as he let the note rest on his chest. He ran a hand through his hair, his mind drifting to the memories of the night before. The passion they had shared still lingered in his thoughts, and for a brief moment, he allowed himself to savor it. But the responsibilities of the day quickly pulled him back to reality. He stretched, feeling surprisingly refreshed, his headache from the previous night no longer bothering him.Swinging his legs over the bed, Jason made his way to the shower, let
Chapter one hundred and ninety
Jason woke up and was surprised to see a white towel over his head. His eye darted around and saw that he was all alone in the room with a dulve over his body. "Ouch!" he groaned slightly as he tried to get up. His eyes went to the bowl of water in front of him. "Zeek!" Jason shouted but no one answered. He tried to get off bed but then he noticed his hands were hot again. He could feel his body on fire that he felt his body breaking out in sweat again. The door opened and Alessia walked in carrying a bowl of soup in her hands. " Alessia." Jason called out gently with a steady look on his face. " What are you doing here?" " I came to say hello and I found you on the floor you were burning hot." Alessia said with a worried gaze. Jason wanted to get up to grab the bowl from her but Alessia told him to lie still. " What about, Zeek?" " I didn't see anyone around when I came." Alessia replied settling the bowl on the table beside him. " You need to eat this if you are going to reg
Chapter one hundred and eighty nine.
" I understand him now?" Raven said staring at Jason whose body was on heat. " Did you know you remember your deal with Leonard?" Raven asked staring at Jason. He nodded. " I don't think it was a joke anymore. You are indeed a healer, Mr Jason." Raven said wiping his forehead with an handerkercheif. The tension between them in the car was heated. Both of them said nothing but Raven's gaze was fixed on Jason." Don't tell me you don't believe me?" Raven asked But Jaosn bursted into laughter as his gaze met Race each time he laughed. " What is this madness? You know the part were I said you had his face." " Who?" Raven asked with his eyebrow furrowed. " Zeek." Jason said with laughter. " Okay, what does this have to do with him?" Raven pressed. " Zeek would never make an assumption like this. To think you are telling me that I have the power to heal is kind of funny. Do you know how many times I have faced near death experience? why didn't I heal?" Jason asked staring at him.
