2024-04-18 05:44:38Stiles stared at him more intensely.
The man walked from his car and came closer to him.
“Allow me to properly introduce myself."
"My name is Jonathan Jacob and I am the personal assistant to the richest man in Oxford Valley, Mr Henderson, who in this case is your biological father.”
Jonathan Jacobs spoke in a dominant tone as his gold Rolex watch shimmered in the street light above them.
The night was quiet and not a single being was outside.
Stiles took a step back and observed him, his eyes reeking all over slowly.
“What…"
"What are you staring at?”
Jonathan asked, his voice barely above whispers as he tried to maintain eye contact with Stiles.
“Uh…you don't look like an assistant to me."
"You look too damn rich to be an assistant, so don't mind my scepticism, and I'm not buying whatever you are selling."
"My parents abandoned me at an orphanage many years ago and here you are telling me that my father sent you to me."
Stiles said, his voice laced with a mixture of anger, anxiety and unbelief.
Tears threatened to well down his eyes, and immediately Jacob Jonathan stepped up and handed him a clean handkerchief to dampen his tears.
Stiles hesitated, after a few seconds he took the handkerchief after he realised that he had left his own in the cloth that Mrs Lisa had poured water on.
“Why did you say such a thing?”
Jonathan asked, gazing directly at him.
“Personal assistants don't wear this kind of expensive suit, they don't show up in a luxury car that we both know is worth hundreds of dollars."
"Plus they don't wear a gold ring and Paul Newman's Rolex Daytona, worth over $17.8 million."
Stiles spoke in a curious tone, perfectly describing the man in front of him, except for his shoes.
Jacob Jonathan was wearing Tom Ford designer shoes that accentuated his whole luxury appearance.
“Stiles seems like you weren't paying attention to me all this while."
"I'm an assistant to the richest man in the whole country and that man is your father and he sent me to bring you back home."
Jonathan said, as he slowly sprayed Chanel Grand Extrait all over Stiles whom he now called young master.
The luxury fragrance reeked all over the place as Stiles immediately hit the bottle in his hand.
His face was laced with a mixture of anger and uncertainty.
“Look Mr Jonathan Jacob or what I don't believe in a single damn shit you just said."
"I'm gonna go and pretend we didn't have this conversation."
Stiles immediately said and turned to walk away.
“You are the only child of Mrs Gloria Henderson."
On hearing that name Gloria Stiles instantly froze and turned slowly.
“What did you just say?”
"Young master, I have bad news… your mom was assassinated some years ago."
"That is the main reason your dad had doubled his effort to find you…I was just lucky to have seen you, the only surviving heir to the Henderson's Global Conglomerate working like a slave for the Thomas's."
Stiles couldn't control himself, he immediately ran over to Jonathan Jacobs and broke down in tears.
"Wait…mom is deeeaaad?"
Stiles asked his voice quaky as he soiled Jonathan Jacob's luxury suit with his tears.
"Sadly yes, she was assassinated by some of your father's enemies and my intel tells me that you are the next target."
"That was why me and your dad, Mr Henderson, had to double down our search for you."
Jonathan Jacobs said, his voice laced with empathy for Stiles.
"Where did this happen?"
Stiles immediately asked as he backed away from Jonathan Jacobs and dried his tears.
"On the lawn of your father's mansion."
"We believe she was sniped from a rooftop over your dad's mansion."
Jonathan Jacobs said as tears threatened to well down his eyes too but he immediately sniffed it up.
Stiles took a step back as he gazed askance at Jonathan Jacobs, his eyes widened in disbelief.
"Wait a minute, I thought the Henderson's was said to have the best security system only second to that of Fort Knox."
"If my mom was killed in the mansion, why would my dad want me in that kill zone, I mean why not I stay back here at Thomas's, lay low and help you guys out with the mission of finding my mom's murderers."
Stiles immediately suggested as he stared into the eyes of Jonathan Jacobs, his face was already etched with anger and frustration over the news of his mom's sudden and mysterious demise.
Jonathan Jacobs paced around and pondered on the whole idea.
"But young master your dad gave me a direct instruction to bring you back home, according to him, he would be safer in the underground secret bunker while he and I continue the search for those who killed Mrs Gloria, your mom."
Stiles couldn't believe his ears and he stared at Jonathan Jacobs, his mouth agape.
"Did you just say lock me up in an underground secret bunker?"
"Do I look like an animal you can restrain?"
Stiles immediately asked, his voice suddenly ortund showing that hint of authority that might have been masked from the humiliation has been receiving all this while.
"No young master, you are not an animal and we can't restrain you against your wish."
Jonathan Jacobs said as he bowed in respect to Stiles.
Stiles walked over to the Lamborghini Aventador and sat on the bonnet.
"Then my decision stands."
"Tell my dad that I have decided to stay back at Thomas's and help in any way I can until we find those who killed my mom."
Stiles said, his voice laced with authority.
"Your dad was right, he said you would never agree to come home, not after all the sufferings and humiliations he had let you pass through all these years."
"In that case, he said you can have this."
Jonathan Jacobs said as he immediately handed him a smart elite card and the access card to the Royal suite, the most luxurious of all suites in the country.
"And what am I supposed to do with this?"
Stiles asked, his voice laced with curiosity.
"I don't need all this luxury shit, I have already gotten used to the humiliation."
"Tell my dad that I don't need all this stuff."
Stiles said as he took his gaze off Jonathan Jacobs and stared back at Thomas's mansion.
"Young master you will need this card, it's fully loaded with 200 billion dollars which your dad reloads annually, so I can't even imagine how much is in the card now."
"And I really would advise that you ditch those Thomas and relocate with me now to Royal Suites."
Jonathan Jacobs said, his voice was laced with persuasion.
Stiles immediately turned and stared at Jonathan Jacobs as he pondered on something.
"You know what Mr Jacobs, I will have that premium elite card just in case, but I can't relocate out of the Thomas's, at least not yet."
"I would rather stay back here and find those who murdered my mom from under the shadows."
Stiles said as he collected the elite card from Jonathan Jacobs.
"Can I see your phone?" Mr Jacobs asked, his voice barely above whispers.
Stiles stared at him in disappointment.
"I don't have a phone."
"Wait, you mean you don't have a smartphone?"
Jonathan Jacobs asked, his voice laced with a mixture of shock and disbelief.
"Sadly yes," Stiles replied as he bent his head in shame.
Jonathan Jacobs immediately dipped his hands into his pocket and pulled out a satellite phone.
"Take this, it's three in the whole continent, and that one you are holding used to sadly belong to your…mom."
"It has the contacts of the world's most influential people, even the president's secret secure line is there."
Stiles stared at him and took the phone from him and dipped it in his pocket.
Immediately Jonathan Jacobs stepped into his Lamborghini Aventador and turned it on, the bright fog light almost blinding Stiles.
"How can I contact you?" Stiles immediately asked, his voice laced with curiosity.
"My number is on that satellite phone, do call me whenever you need anything."
Jonathan Jacobs said as he swerved the car and immediately zoomed off.
Stiles immediately disposed of the dirt and ran back to the mansion as he opened the door and was about to flick on the light switch,
the cold voice of a lady broke out of the dark anteroom causing Stiles to jump out of his skin in trepidation.
"Where have you been?"
"And who was that man that you were talking to?"
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Stiles smiled, a wry twist to his lips. "Every day. But... sometimes the things that bind us are stronger than our desire for freedom. And yet, it’s that longing that keeps us going. It's the hope that one day, we might find a way out.”She studied him for a moment, her expression thoughtful. "Perhaps we’re not so different, after all.”She spoke, her face marked with a little bit of a smile as she gazed at Stiles. Who immediately let out a chuckle.“Yeah, you can say that again.”Stiles spoke.The princess's smile deepened, and for a moment, there was a quiet understanding between them. The weight of their respective burdens seemed to lift, if only for a second, as they shared that brief connection. Stiles leaned back in his chair, his gaze drifting to the far side of the room, though his mind was still tangled with the princess's words.“When I heard my mother was killed, my heart was shattered and I made a promise to myself that I am gonna do everything it takes for me to find o
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The princess's voice trailed off, her worry clear in her eyes. She stepped closer, watching Miss Laura and Miss Anna work with urgency.Miss Anna glanced up from the diagnostic console, her expression focused and serious. "We'll have to take the chance. But we can secure the room with defenses. If anything happens, we'll be alerted.”Miss Laura nodded in agreement as she carefully removed a damaged circuit. “We don’t have a choice. Mia is a big helper around here, fixing her is the only way to make our mission easier. We need to trust that she’ll hold up long enough.”The princess chewed on her lip, her mind racing as she weighed their options. "What about the mirror?Do we still have time to uncover its significance in all of this?"The princess asked, her tone quietly as she asked. “The mirror isn’t the priority right now. The creature is. But yes, once Mia’s back online, we’ll focus on that next.”Mr Jonathan spoke, his tone steady as he and Stiles walked out from the Storage ro
