FRANCE."Hey, how are you feeling?""Better and ready to go home." Jason had spent a week in the hospital and to be honest, he was already tired of it. Laying around and not doing anything for that extended period of time was both boring and tiring at the same time to him. He stayed there however, to please Erika."I don't know JP, I think you need more time to recover.""I don't. Look, I'm fine." He got on his feet, stretching both his arms to show her he was okay. He spun around slowly with the hope that seeing him agile would convince her. However, when he turned to face her again, she still had that lol of worry her eyes. Meaning, she wasn't convinced.Sure, Jason was not denying the fact that he still felt pain in his injury, getting shot isn't something that exactly healed in a day or two. But he was okay, he could move his arm again and he was sure he had regained all the blood he lost back. So there was no use remaining confined in a hospital ward."Erika, your delivery date
NEW YORK.THE HOME OF DAVID SINCLAIR."Mr Sinclair, there is a lady outside who claims she needs an audience with you.""Can you not see that I am in the middle of something? Ask her to come back some other time. It is probably one of those ladies who come to offer their 'services' for money or fame, and I am nowhere near that mood.""That was what I told her as well sir, but she insisted on seeing you. She said she has a proposal for you, and that it was one you would want to hear.""A proposal eh?... Very well then. Escort her in.""Right away sir." The tall and heavily built guard bowed to his boss before exiting the study room. The lady in question had been asked to wait in the compound of the mansion but when he went back outside, she was nowhere in sight. "Hey!" He called for the guard by the gate."Yes sir?""Where is that lady who wanted to see the boss?""Uh no idea sir. After you went in, I asked her to stand right here.""Well then where is she?!!""Right here!" She answere
NEW YORK.NYPD Station."She said what?!!""She said if I bring her Phil, she would drop the charges against you.""Absolutely not! I will not stand for that, Phil belongs to you and not that little slut. Don't do it, I will find some other way to get myself out of this unfortunate predicament.""How, mother? How do you plan on doing that? Neither Marcus nor father are willing to help me on this issue and I have no one else to turn to for help. We have no other choice.""This is not right Lauren, she is the one at fault so why should you have to give up your husband to be?""Okay first, stop calling Phil my husband to be! You and I both know that I have no intention of ever getting married to that man. I would rather die single!And second, none of this would be happening if you had just done your job right!""What is that supposed to mean?""Mother you are not a child. You were going to someone's house to kill her and you didn't think it was necessary to cover your face. Then again,
FEANCE. "You are the root of all the problem, so why don't you just do us all a favor and die. Just die, that way we can all be happy. I'm sure Jason would feel better without the extra baggage, because that is all you are to him. Extra baggage."When Meredith said that, Erika felt a sharp pain in her chest, and it wasn't just because she felt hurt that she was talking to her in such an offensive manner, it was because deep down in her heart… Erika knew that Meredith was just saying the things she used to think about.When she first met Jason, she used to feel bad for him because it was obvious that he was doing the best he could to make money, and things were not going the way he wanted. He was always working hard, and he was always ready to do any extra work, as long as it could earn him an extra pay. She understood him because she was like that as well.Asides from managing her parent's store, Erika was always available whenever there was extra work to do, she wasn't lazy and she
FLASHBACK.SEVENTEEN YEARS AGO.THE HOME OF THE EVANS."Julian, this is madness!""Madness? Tell me what is so mad in me wanting to make money?""By kidnapping someone else's son? This is not making money Julian, this is committing a crime, and I will not be a part if it!""Suit yourself brother, but don't come running back to me when I am busy spending all the money I make from this deal." "And where do you think you are going?""To my room, where else?""Did you not hear what I just said? I just said I do not want any part in this nonsense. Meaning there is no place for you or your girlfriend in my house.""Your house? Did you forget that our father owns this house? And that means I have just the same amount of right as you do.""And did you forget that after our father died, you were not given a share of his property? He left his company and this house to me. Did you forget?""Oh so that is the card you want to pull? Is that it?""Julian, regardless of the fact that we are only ha
NEW YORK."What the hell are you talking about Phil?!""I'm sorry Lauren but I don't think I can come back to the city just yet. There is this deal that I am still trying to sign, it is going to be worth it when I do so please try to understand.""Worth it, for you or for me?""Us, my dear. It will be worth it for both of us, so please let me finish up here before I come back there.""Did you even hear a word I said? My mother is still at the police station, and Rose said the only way she is going to drop the charges against her is if you show up. How can you tell me you can't?""I understand my dear–""Stop calling me that! Just find a way to get over here tomorrow.""To be fair, it wasn't my fault that your mother committed a crime, so why should I have to abandon my work because of her?""Did I just hear you say what I think you said? It wasn't your fault? So you can't help her out?""That is not what I meant Lauren, it's just, I wish you would understand me. If I leave now, it wou
"You wanted to see me, Miss Evans?""Yes sir, or is this a bad time?""Not at all. Please, have a seat." She obliged and sat next to David Sinclair at the dining table and he added. "You know, I had a feeling you would come.""You did?"He nodded in reply, taking a sip from his tea. "I presume this is about my right hand man, Julian?"Shantel's response was a firm nod. "How well do you know that man?" She asked, folding her hands on the table."I admit, I haven't known him for that long but I feel that he is quite trustworthy. Though by the look on your face, I'm guessing you don't agree with me?""I don't. Mr Sinclair, you have no idea what that man is capable of.""And you are here to tell me, or am I wrong?""If I do, will you believe me?""I think I need to hear your explanation first before deciding on whether I can believe you or not.""Very well. As much as I hate to admit it, he is related to my family.""He is your uncle, yes I am aware.""Step, uncle." She corrected. "He was
"Meredith, can we talk?""I have nothing to say to you, so if you don't mind I would like to continue with my work."Jason needed to lure her out of the mansion, so taking no for an answer was not an option. "It's really important that you and I talk."She didn't respond, instead she kept typing angrily on her laptop and normally Jason would have just walked away, but now was not the time for that. He needed to do his part so the others could do theirs quickly and without interruption.They had to leave France the next day and Jason didn't want Meredith to be aware, in fact, he wished no one would be alerted of their travelling. So his first option was for them to leave without packing at all, but it didn't sit right with Erika and her parents, so he came up with option two.Lure Meredith out of the house so they could quickly pack their luggages and take it to a hotel that he had booked for the night. Then once it was morning, they would each come up with an excuse to leave the house