Dax was so happy that he had the majority in his vote to build the houses. But he couldn't go headlong into the project, after all the mistakes he made. He put on a brave face knowing that he was doing this for a good cause.
He read the newspaper in hopes of finding something new about himself, his chest tightened at the news of the poor sales report on Haven Homestead and then another that made him turn pale as a ghost.Dax got a call from Allora Hills, he rolled his eyes. He heard the door click open."Who is it?" He roared and his voice echoed in the large room.Shannon entered, she had arrived too for lessons. But she had something on her mind to talk to Dax about."Oh Shannon, it's 2:55PM." He checked his watch."Dax, we need to talk." She said. "The news report.""I have a function to attend at 3PM." He said."Look, this is important. I can't let this_" Allora walked towards him accompanied by her in-laws, Celina and Martin Hills."What's going on? Did I invite you three?""Oh, so this was the woman you've been with the whole time?" Celina Hills, Allora's mother said in the midst of many people.Shannon blinked. "I beg your pardon ma'am. No way."Dax steamed, the fact that they just insulted him and paired him up with O'Malley was disgusting. But the photos were blatant and open to interpretation. The public were bound to make speculations.He balled his hands to fists seething at his toxic in laws. "Why are you here? You here to taunt me again? Huh?""Yes and rightfully so!" Celina stepped closer showing him an article of him with Shannon in the midst of bodyguards.His eyes rounded at the page. The heading said; Who is this woman? New love affair?He worked his jaw.Celina clicked her tongue. "Let me tell you something, Edmund, if you think you can just waltz into my family in the disguise of a poor wretched man and humiliate us, then find an excuse to dump my daughter then you have one think coming."Dax roared with laughter, Celina thought that he had an alter ego.Celina slapped him.Dax felt the sting of her fingers, he touched his cheek and it burned. "You have the guts to show up here after your daughter cheated on me with Korbin?""I didn't cheat on you, you did." She pointed at Shannon."I have never seen this man before in my entire life." Shannon said truthfully by his side. She couldn't let the Hills humiliate him like this.The audience whispered.Dax was breathless. "I did not cheat on you. You did, you greedy slut. The money, that's all you ever cared about."Allora's nostrils flared, she set her hands on her rounded hips and walked towards him, her red dress dazzled accentuating her long legs and her heels clicked with every step. She stood in front of him."It's not my fault that you couldn't take care of me."Shannon saw through her facade but there was nothing she could do."I hate you with every fibre of my being. Go to hell." Dax said torn between taking her back and pushing her away. She was playing games with his mind. Allora smiled. "Hmm, you may have had me fooled but I will never let you go out with this woman."Dax lowered his hand. "It's over. Do you remember what I said after you were fucking with Korbin? That you'll regret this? Look who came begging.""You were cheating. I don't even know what I ever saw in you." Allora spoke.Shannon slapped her. "Let me go, hands off."Shannon growled at his father-in-law Martin holding her in place.Beads of tears formed around his eyes and he closed his eyes. Clenching his hands."Shannon, let it go.""I'm not doing this for you, Daxton, I'm doing this for me!""Fuck off. It's over and you can't deny it." Dax spoke.He was upset that Shannon denied him, it was true that they were not a couple but her approach to help him only made things worse. She made it seem like they were not a couple.But now the crowd had the assumption that he was not only a failure but a cheater. He doubted himself once more, he couldn't have been a better person without his inheritance.Dax retreated to his mansion."Run away, run like the coward you are." Allora spoke."Get lost, you're the cheater." He said.The passersby gossiped about Dax while he walked to a club. People were convinced that he was a cheater.The beautiful ladies at the club flocked around him. Dax tried to stay upbeat, he ignored them to avoid complications.Women had a tendency to flock bad men, it triggered their instinct to change them. Like a mother trying to train her stubborn child. He didn't want to implicate himself anymore plus Shannon was only helping him when he needed her, so she wasn't perfect. He spotted Allora on a counter, he recognised her red hair and dress. They looked like they were in the middle of a make out session. With the man standing in between her legs.Dax felt his heart shatter, once more."Here you are again."The man recoiled, it was another man not Korbin. She gasped when Dax took out his phone and took a photo of her.Allora pulled up the strap of her dress."It's over.""No please, don't send it to anyone.""No...no." He said raising it out of her reach while she acted out, spewing venom like a viper.He hit record, his heart was broken but the truth always prevailed. His eyes were ruddy.The man had retreated long ago but he got his face.Shannon arrived, she was doing a gig at the club. She laughed with her bandmates and she softened. "Dax." Her heart did a backflip when she saw him alone.He sat at the dark area, his head lowered."Shannon, I'm so tired." He said crestfallen.Shannon thought about her next move. She knew he didn't like being touched but he looked like he could use a hug. She held him and he stiffened.Dax explained everything to her. "How could someone be so cruel?" He said."No one can hurt you without your permission. I understand, you loved her and you tried everything to please her. I'm happy for you, you should be dancing because you exposed a slut like her. You don't have to deal with those people anymore." Dax's eyes were misty, he was holding his tears back, like a reservoir, like a dam that was about to crack from the pressure. He recalled when he had bad days in the orphanage, being bullied and having no one to love and rely on.He cried hard and leaned on her shoulder feeling like his childish self every other recess.Shannon patted his head rolling her eyes, she didn't like to watch people cry but it better if Dax let it out. "I don't care what anyone says, I'll be here for you."Dax was in a dark place, he didn't think he could recover from the loss. He smiled to himself that it was over now. There was no going back....Dax approached Allora and her in-laws who were at the gazebo.They sat up alert."What does he want now?""Oh, has he come to beg for forgiveness?" Martin Hills said holding a cocktail drink. "It only makes sense." Allora growled when Dax approached with Bryson and his other bodyguards.Allora's mouth fell open at him.The sight of the men in black intimidated the workers and Bryson punched the guard running towards them. They buffered Dax who walked out to the least threatening people. The Hills."Celina, Martin?"Allora glared at Shannon smiling with her arms folded. Sweat trickled down her face, the workers pondered on why he was here.Dax had them wrapped around his fingers. He reached into his jacket and he took out the big guns, the divorce paper. "No need to panic. Just sign the divorce paper and we're done here.""I see you brought your bitch too." Allora's cousin said.Shannon kept her cool. They didn't understand why they didn't get a rise out of her. Regardless of the rumours.He pressured her. "Sign this." Allora was scared for her life and her reputation, if she made a slip
He ran on the treadmill, feeling his muscles burning and his heart thudding against his chest and ears, the sound of his heavy breathing in the gym and the this of his sneakers against the treadmill conveyor belt, he reached a stage where he could no longer go on and running felt like a distraction. He slipped and stayed on the floor staring at his black sneakers, seeing and feeling the sweat trickle down his arms to his fingers and the sound of the drops dropping on the hard ground. The floor was cool against the balls of his palms.Dax brushed his eyes clenching his teeth, the past lingered around his head, one voice telling him that he couldn't live without Allora. He took a deep breath trying to ground himself by setting his sights on the mirrors around him, the gym equipment with the lights bouncing off the shiny leather. He felt like he almost drowned and had to come up for air, from the way he was huffing and puffing. He clutched his hair now in a dilemma. The texture of his ha
Dax heard the uproar as well, he glanced at the group of people protesting against him at the entrance of the town hall.Something red splattered on the windows, a sea of angry faces were outside, flashing placards of different colours.They struggled against the barrier of security men shouting loudly and demanding for attention.Dax wanted this project to work but he needed the community's support in order to do that. His chest heaved up and down, he couldn't go outside. What were the socialites saying about decreased property value and increased crime rates?The security men hindered the crowd from breaking into the town hall. Dax experienced a shortness of breath. The people didn't trust him. It seemed like when he was making progress, another barrier was raised against him. They trusted the media completely.He took a handkerchief and brushed his face dry from the sweat, suddenly he felt uncomfortable in his suit.Their voices threatened to raise the roof.Dax motioned for Bryson
"Do you want to have dinner with me?" He asked, his voice filled with a mix of hope and uncertainty. And as he waited for her response, the air seemed charged with possibilities.Shannon didn't look the least impressed. She was good but he looked like he had not had dinner. "No Dax but you look like you could use it." Dax watched her leave. Gratitude welled up within him. Gratitude for having a friend like Shannon, someone who was there not just in the good times but also during the trying moments. Her rejection, in this light, felt like a reaffirmation of their friendship, a reminder that he had someone who truly looked out for him.Respect filled his thoughts as well. He respected Shannon's boundaries and her decision to prioritize his health over a simple dinner. Her honesty was something he cherished, a testament to the strength of their connection.Yet, there lingered a touch of apprehension. As he nodded in understanding, Dax couldn't help but feel the weight of his responsibili
As Dax finished his speech with a passionate appeal for harmony and advancement, the room erupted into applause. It began as a modicum of claps but quickly surged into a thunderous ovation. The sound washed over him, a wave of support and affirmation that seemed to chase away his earlier doubts.Dax's heart swelled with thankfulness and consolation. The applause was not just for him; it was for the shared vision of a better assembly. It was a reminder that the people in the room believed in his administration and the prospect of positive change.He couldn't help but smile, and a sense of renewed energy filled him. The community was standing with him, and together, they would face the challenges ahead.As Dax left the community meeting, heartened by the cheering and support from the audience, he couldn't help but notice a group of socialites who had attended the event. Their reactions were far from supportive, and their contempt for the upbeat response he had received was evident.In th
Dax scoffed, the powerful forces at play could be the wealthy were against the agenda and chose to stick to the status quo. Because they were benefiting from the current situation or the politicians.His heart pumped when he thought about the loan sharks. It was undeniable that their customer base would lessen if he continued with this project. Dax lifted his chin facing Councilman Smith, he knew he meant well when he spoke out to him."I'm sorry but the people are counting on me. The people can't continue like this and I must ensure that there's solidarity. I won't be a puppet for the government either."...Dax sat at his desk, his sleeves made zipping noises as he rolled them up to get some work done. He stroked his chin briefly thinking deeply about with Councilman Smith had said. Each time he addressed it, there was a mounting headache.He studied the proposal from SilverStone Construction. He was eager to get the project moving forward and believed they could do the job efficien
Her shoulders slumped, and for a moment, she felt the weight of the world on her shoulders.[Maybe there's a way to find a balance. To be there for Mom and still fulfill my professional commitments. But can I really do it all?]"I'll come, Mom. I'll be there as soon as I can. I promise."Minnie's voice softened, filled with gratitude and love. "Thank you, Jennifer. That's all I wanted to hear."Jennifer hung up the phone, her heart heavy with both fear and determination. She knew that she had to find a way to balance her responsibilities to Dax and her mother's urgent need for her presence.Leaving her office, she returned to Dax's workspace, her face still pale from the emotional conversation. She cleared her throat and pushed up her glasses, a faint smile on her lips, but her eyes held a deep resolve."Dax, I've taken care of everything you needed. Now, there's something important I need to discuss with you."Dax looked up, sensing the seriousness in her tone. "What is it, Jennifer?"
Octavian continued, his tone dripping with accusation. "Dax has made promises, grand promises about this project, but what he's not telling you is the truth. The truth about how this project will burden us with debts for generations. The truth about the shortcuts he's taken to cut costs."Gasps spread through the crowd. Octavian's accusations were carefully crafted to cast doubt on Dax's integrity and the project's viability."I have evidence," Octavian declared, holding up a stack of documents. "Documents that reveal the financial irresponsibility behind this project. I have bystanders who can testify to the corners that have been cut."Dax's face paled as he attempted to defend himself, but Octavian had strategically chosen this moment, knowing that Dax wouldn't be able to provide an immediate response.The crowd began to murmur, some people nodding in agreement with Octavian, while others remained loyal to Dax. The atmosphere had turned volatile, and Dax could feel the weight of Oct