The Rise of Mackin Jones

Chapter 9

Jones was getting it wrong the way he was handling those enemy-like family members he has. There was a need to deal with them; whoever belittled him and who was bold enough to challenge him.

“We wish you best of luck, Jones. Everybody can go now.” Wood said without looking at Jones.

How could some people play with fire? Don't they know who he is now? And his net worth in the whole country?

“It's time for the world to know who Mackin Jones is!” He decided

Jones signaled to the leader of his bouncers.

Drake who sat at one end of the table knocked the table and rose up.

“Hey, Jones. Your time is counting down before you finally lose your face in the family…ha ha ha!”

“Ye! Before we trash you out!”

Drake with his brother, Kaley, made the remark sarcastically and burst into jesting laughter. They were joined by some members of the family.

“Sir, what do you say?”

Without paying attention to their mocking Jones, Lambo, the leader of Jones’ bouncers bowed before Jones who sat regally, half boiling.

“What do you say your name is?”

“I'm Lambo, Sir, my master!” He answered with shock.

“Do you still want to work under my dominion, Lambo?”

“Why would I refuse to do that, even at the gunpoint? I'm deadly willing to do it.”

Jones smiled and rose up, “That's good! From now on, I want any molest makers to feel my pressure in my absence.” He looked at Lambo in the face seriously. Lambo quickly bowed down.

“I'm sorry, Sir. Your unspoken thought is my command, master.”

Looking with commanding voice,“Then, start with Sam, the nose-poker tax collector. And this Drake and others like him.” He pointed at Drake.

Drake gestured with hand at him, “Let me hear you well, Mr Man. Stop grumbling like a pig nah!”

Mrs Bruno, Drake,Kaley and some laughed again.

“I will show you what I'm capable of doing in Carfland with my multi-million share…dirt to your face!” They laughed

“It's all my fault, master. Everything will be as desired!” He stood firmly.

Jones nodded with contentment and moved to go. Lambo paved the way for him. He turned back to Lambo and whispered, “Find out his investment company, and let's teach him some old lessons.”

He smiled shortly and faced the exit frankly.

“Done within seconds, Sir!” He said sharply behind Jones had been leaving without saying anything to anybody.

Why didn't Mr Wood say anything to Mrs Bruno and her children mocking him, especially Drake, and most of the family members joined them in that way? Something hidden must be done justice to. Jones was walking majestically out of the royal hall with his bouncers gallantly behind him.

His encomiastic exit and silence served like a dirty slap to his haters. They feel intimidated by his composure.

“Your swagger means nothing to us!”

“Drake!” He called out heavily, Drake was shocked. “You will rub your face on the floor for what you are doing. I promise you!”

“You pretender! You can do neither…”

Jones stopped abruptly and gestured to Lambo with his right index finger tip.

Lambo took out his phone and dialed a number quickly. He put it to a loudspeaker.

“Hello.” Somebody said from the other side.

“Is that the Tax Enforcement Agency office?”

“Yes, the Commander, Jackson, is on the line, Sir Lambo.”

“Jackson, you are a fool!”

Everybody was taken aback by Lambo’s statement and Drake, who had been yelling at Jones, was puzzled. The question of “Who is this guy who can castigate the tax Commander of the Carfland” wandered their minds at large.

He continued, “Why do you appoint a b*stard? Do you want to lose your face?”

Everybody started exchanging looks of bewilderment.

“Ssshit! Who is that son of a bitch? I'm so sorry. I will do whatever you want now. Forgive me, please.” His voice was shivering as if would faint from the other side.

“I want it to go viral that you have sacked and humiliated Sam within two minutes. Otherwise your job and life are at the brink of loss” He hung up.

Kaley broke into the chair on hearing that.

Mrs Bruno who was also shaken by the scene spoke with a false confidence. “Don't think you can fool anybody with your pretense here. No way!”

He noticed his brother had been weakened by Lambo’s action; Drake whispered to him,“Don't be freaked by what you hear, Kaley. We will shut him up when he fails to marry within those three days, and I become the heir of the family. And I have planned everything well…we will kidnap either him or his aspiring wife.”

Kaley looked at him with awe and he made a nod of assurance at him.

“Sir, I have found out about his investment company. It's named Penultimate Investment Company (PIC).” Lambo passed the message to Jones, who was moving to leave, in undertones.

“Buy it and let's teach him some lessons.”

Drake's phone rang. He picked up the call.

“Hello, who is this?”

“Hello, Drake. It's Sam.”

He put on a surprised face. Why would he call again? We already settled him. Drake thought.

“Okay.”

“Why do you say they should sack me? What did I do wrong?”

“What! Sam, you are sacked?”

He looked at his mother with his mouth widely opened.

Everybody started mumbling with astonishment but Jones didn't wait to look at them.

“No, I'm not the one. It's…it's…” He was confused whether to admit that it was Jones or his subordinate, Lambo.

“No, problems. Your entire family will pay for this.” Sam laughed bitterly at the other side and hung up the call.

“This is just the beginning for all of you.” Lambo who was following Jones out like a god of war soliloquised.

The threat statements of Sam ran within Drake and confused what to do. Should he kowtow to Jones and ignore Sam or join force with Sam to deal with Jones.

Nobody, except Elder Wood and Drake, heard Sam’s words. Elder Wood who had been also choked by a lump of fright couldn't take it anymore. He called out to Jones to solicit for him but it was too late to be revoked.

There was a mixture of feelings in the atmosphere of the Mackins. While some were craving his downfall, some were scared of losing him. All of them were dumbfounded.

“I will see you later, Elder Wood.” He said softly as he stepped out of the hall.

“We are going for Lana today.”

“Lana, Sir…”