Her eyes were as wide as saucers as she tried to piece what was going.She pointed her shaky fingers towards the figure but no word could leave past her throat."I thought we should do a little reunion before you leave, don't you think?" Chase asked in a mocking tone.Martha tried to stand up but the weight of what was going on and the dizziness she felt pushed her back to the couch.She could only watch a partially conscious Mark being rolled into the living room in a wheelchair. His face was battered with blood stains all over his shirt.Mark had tried to play off what Martha had told him earlier that day but he couldn't deny the feeling of dread at the pit of his stomach that something wasn't right. When Martha had gone out with the driver that was sent to pick her up, he rushed to pack some of his things, hoping to flee and save himself but he wasn't fast enough because the guard whom Chase had assigned to watch them had seen him trying to make a run for it and dragged him back to
"No….no…that's impossible ... .you're trying to mess with my head!" Mark yelled as he shook his head violently. "I watched him die. We buried him. It was an open-casket burial. He died. I saw his lifeless body laying in that casket. I saw him being put in the ground with my own two eyes. I saw it all happen. You're messing with my head," Mark fumbled over his words."Michelle Andersons, our mother, died while giving birth to you," Chase said, moving closer to him."You….you googled that," Mark rushed out."When you were eight, you hid our father's passport because he traveled so much and you missed him. He searched for his passport for hours and he missed his flight. You became remorseful and came to my room, asking what we should do and I took the passport from you and gave it back to dad, taking the blame for your actions and he spanked me that day," a single tear rolled down Chase's eyes as he recalled how close him and his brother were before greed for material things blinded him.
Chase had barely woken up the next morning when his phone started blaring from underneath him.He grabbed a pillow and threw over his head to block out the noise from the annoying device."Ugh!" He groaned when the call persisted and touched around till he got the phone.He read the caller's ID and closed his eyes tightly for a second.There was only one person capable of calling and disturbing his sleep by that time."Morning, grandma," he greeted in a husky voice."How are you, son?" The empress asked.She had made it a duty to call him every morning before breakfast. She was very concerned about his well-being since he wasn't under her roof and she wanted to make sure he was okay all the time. Theo understood this too, so he was always happy to pick her calls."Just waking up," he yawned."I see," the empress hummed.Chase sighed and sat up on the bed and rubbed his eyes. "What's up?" He asked because from her voice, he knew that there was something she wanted to talk about."Cath
Martha immediately scurried to a corner on the bed as soon as she saw him. Now that she was level-headed, the fact that he was actually her ex husband sank into her and she wanted to get as far away from him as possible but she couldn't get too far due to the constraints around her hands and legs."Leave," Chase commanded the two guards that were keeping watch."Hey, Mark," he said with fake enthusiasm and walked deeper into the room.When Mark didn't reply, he grabbed his chin roughly and forced him to look at him.His eyes were hollow and empty and he obviously hadn't gotten any sleep the previous night due to Martha's screams of pleasure."Did you like my gift? Hope you enjoyed it. Hope you enjoyed watching your wife get fucked because everything you felt was what I felt even more that day because I actually loved her," Chase spat in his face before throwing his head to the side.Chase went to the wall that was covered with weapons and picked a lady gun."Why is it so quiet here? I
"Welcome, young master," the security guards greeted Chase as he walked into Gab and Gabe's.It was his last day there and he had to do a routine check.Paul and Patrick cowered away in a distance at the sight of him but he had already seen them."Your new uniforms look good on you," he commented with a sly smile.The two men could only bow their heads in shame as he stared at them.Slowly but surely, they had adjusted to their new duties but even though they weren't thrilled about it and loathed Chase, they had to come to terms with it because they knew that if they were sacked, it would make a permanent stain on their resumé and they would never be able to find jobs elsewhere."Hope they aren't slacking?" Chase asked the chief security man."No, sir," he replied promptly."Fire them on the spot if they do," Chase said and walked away and dread filled the two men.The new receptionist immediately bowed her head in greeting as soon as she saw Chase and he nodded his approval before wa
"You brought this upon yourself, Catherine," he said with no sympathy."I'm sorry," she cried even more."What would you have me do?" He asked her and her eyes flickered with hope."Anything. Please just save my family. I'll do anything," she begged."Your family can't be saved, Catherine. Need I remind you that your businesses are all gone," he said with fake sympathy and her heart sank."I'll do anything," she begged.She knew that it was very much within his power to do anything and just one phone call would take them back to the top where they had fallen from but from the evil glint in his eyes, she knew it wouldn't come easy."Anything, you say?" He asked her."Yes," she said firmly without hesitation."Very well. I'll restore your family's business and name on one condition," he announced.Catherine swallowed a hard lump in her throat. She was ready to do anything to save her family but something in his voice told her it wasn't going to be an easy task.Walter, who was watching
With a small smile and a shake of his head, Chase tucked the phone back into his pocket but not before sending a quick email to someone."Take me to Hovers," he told the driver, who nodded once and turned on the engine.The ride to Hovers was smooth in contrast to Chase's bumpy thoughts on what to say when he gets there.He hadn't expected her to reply but she did and he was going to see her.He tapped his long fingers on his knees impatiently as each second of the ride felt like a lifetime but soon, the driver was pulling outside of hovers.Hovers was a small café downtown. It was far from the whole bustle of the busy city and Chase could really pin that kind of place to Evelyn.The fresh greenery on the outside and the minimal but cozy decor on the inside was definitely her scene.He pushed the door to the welcoming space that smelled of coffee beans open and he looked around for a couple of seconds before his eyes caught her honey brown hair in a corner.He cleared his throat and r
"I know it was you who paid my mom's bills and helped my brother out of jail," she said softly. "I…" Chase didn't know what to say. He had tried as much as possible to hide it from her because he knew how difficult it was for her to accept help. She had done life on her own for a long time and she felt that any help rendered to her was a set up."I just want to let you know how grateful I am and I'll work as hard as I can to pay back every cent," she said and swallowed a lump that had formed in her throat.She hadn't expected her little speech to get that emotional and she wished with everything in her that he knew how grateful she was."I don't need anything back from you," he shook his head. "I didn't do any of that to get anything in return. I did it because I know how much your family means to you and you're my friend. Friends help each other in need," he told her."But I've never helped you," she said and choked on a sob."You have," he replied without missing a beat and leaned