Jack and Blade were watching the news of Richard's jail sentence.Before then, Jack had made sure that Mark was set free just like they had agreed, even though the police finally came to rescue him. But then he remembered that Mark almost got into trouble just because the latter wanted to help him save his daughter and Jasmine, if he had agreed to do what he wished.He didn't stop at making sure that Mark escaped; he also ensured that Mark's grandmother was sent to the best hospital for proper medication treatment.That was the least he could do for himself at the time.Mark in turn appreciated him, and Jack offered him the sum of money he needed to set up a business.“I never saw you as this happy, young master.” Blade commented.“Of course, I need to be happy. Knowing I don't have to worry about anything ever again. At least now, Mr. Moe, Mr. Andrew, and now Richard are all in jail, and I will make sure they rot in jail for all I care.”Jack misquoted, coming from a completely diff
“Getting married to you is one of the best decisions I have made,” Jack complimented Jasmine, while Jasmine kept on grinning from ear to ear stylishly.They were relaxing in the sitting room, as it was the weekend.“Mum, can you join me in my game if you don't mind?” Amanda interrupted the lovey-dovey moments Jack and Jasmine were having together.“I will join you soon, you can go back to your room, babygirl,” Jasmine hastily replied and Amanda winked excitedly at her and left.Not long after Amanda left, one of the housekeepers came by. “Good day, young master. Someone is here to see you, and she said her name is Nancy."With raised, angry-looking brows, Jack turned and said to the housekeeper, “Tell her to leave at once and never to step foot here.” Looking so bitter, like he just heard terrible news, he added inwardly, “I wonder who showed her the way to my house.”Jasmine tapped him gently on his lap. “Darling, that was a bit harsh. Please hear her out first.”“There is nothing wr
A rumbling sound emanated from Jack’s stomach, indicating worms that were screaming for food. Even though his eyes were continuously fixed on the monitor screen, the sound made it hard for him to focus on anything else. Checking his wristwatch, Jack saw it was only 3:30 pm and he groaned with frustration. “Why do I have to be hungry at the wrong time?”He hadn't eaten before he left for work, as his wife, Nancy, had refused him access to the kitchen that morning.Sitting up, he couldn't help but let out a deep, disappointing sigh. His mind swirled back to his college days when Nancy fell head over heels for him. He was her college heartthrob with his impressive IQ.Nancy went against her dad's wishes to be with him, even getting pregnant. Nancy’s father, a big shot, didn't think Jack, a mere accountant, could ever take care of her. But things changed after they tied the knot. It went from Nancy falling in love to falling out of love with him when she hit it big and became a househo
Just then, a plus-sized man in his early forties walked in; his presence demanded attention.He was wearing a shirt and plain trousers designed by the Dolce and Gabbana fashion brand and looked very harmonious in his outfit.On his wrist, he wore a TAG Heuer luxury watch estimated to cost over ten thousand dollars and light-brown loafers. He is Charles Don, the CEO of San Diego Hotels, one of the biggest in the city, with five hotels in different branches of New York, which brought his brand to the limelight.“Are you done working on the payroll?” Mr. Charles asked Jack.“Yes, boss. I will need to commence with the month-end closing tomorrow.” Jack replied with a forced smile, feeling the urge to let his boss know his plans to leave the office.He had wanted to go to the hospital, see the condition of things, and get back unnoticed, but since his boss had already come by, he contemplated letting him know.“Good.” His boss responded in a curt tone.Jack had always impressed him with k
A cab stopped right in front of the general hospital. Jack got down from the cab after he paid the driver, got his balance from him, and headed to the hospital’s entrance. He hastily walked in as he exhaled audibly.“Excuse me, ma’am,” Jack said to the receptionist. “I am looking for Joan Ford. I was informed that she was admitted here.” The receptionist glanced at her computer screen, confirming the information. “Yes, Joan is in the intensive care unit, and it's a private ward. So you need to reach the doctor before you can see her,” she said softly, pointing at the elevator. “Once you get to the second floor, take the first roll to the left. Check for Room BD2. That is the nephrologist’s office.”“Thank you,” he said and rushed quickly for the elevator. He got to the ‘said’ room, still blowing steam through his nose. He knocked and entered. Jack introduced himself to the doctor. The doctor took out a paper that was documented for his sister and gave it to him to look through as he
The only person who crossed Jack’s mind to get such an amount was his father-in-law, Mr. Andrew.Mr. Andrew was an influential person who had worn a groove in the path of politics. He had unrivaled political power and influence in New York. He is the newly elected prime minister. Mr. Andrew isn't just a politician but a businessman who owns a company and has assets all over New York.Jack pondered the thoughts, realizing that he didn't have many options at the moment.Jack isn't exactly Mr. Andrew's favorite person; he knows that much. Still, Jack can't help but feel resentful. He'd saved Mr. Andrew's company countless times with brilliant business ideas and also tracked its expenses and revenues.Jack had to do all these things to prove himself to his father-in-law because Mr. Andrew had always disapproved of his marriage from the onset. All those things never mattered to Mr. Andrew; the old man never misses a chance to make Jack feel small because he feels his daughter needs one wit
‘There is no way Richard would think twice about giving me the money for the surgery because he knows the implications of what he did.’ He thought before getting to the building with the address his sister had sent earlier when she needed Jack to confront Richard.Jack stood at the bronze-tall gate, staring at it as worry flipped through his mind.The next thing, he started banging at the gate and shouting furiously.“Vivo, check who is that at the gate shouting like one with an immature tantrum,” Richard ordered.The butler came forward and opened the gate. He asked, “Who are you, and why do you want to bring down the gate?”“I am Jack, Joan’s brother, and I need to see Richard,” He said with a straight face, and wanted to make his way in, but the butler tried to stop him.Richard had sighted him from his sit-out, which looked like a mini-watchtower. On hearing what Jack said, he said to his butler, “Let him in,” and then signaled his butler to get back to the house.Jack walked in,
Jack knew he was in for a long thing by the time he would get back to work. He needed to get back to the office even though he knew he looked like one who had home to work on a farm; his dark silk hair was rough and tousled, nearly covering his eyes. He also had dirt all over his white shirt, which was already looking rumpled.He had to trek back to work as he had exhausted the money he had on him already. But thank goodness that his office isn't too far from where he was. It's just some street before his workplace, like a twenty to thirty-minute trek.On his way, he was thinking of his boss. He considered trying his luck with him again, but he had a lot of doubts, knowing how strict he was with money.He was already right in the hotel building.With a ding, the elevator doors opened, and next, he was in his office.“Do you have any idea if the boss is around?” He asked Josh immediately, and he walked in, but Josh was busy staring at him the way he looked so rough.Jack was still havi