What were the odds of him turning up here? Milton’s luck was thinning out. This was the perfect definition of the wrong place at the wrong time.Dickson agreed to meet with Bryson because he hoped after they have spoken, Bryson would speak sense to Troy. The number of beatings he has received from him was enough.Unluckily, he couldn’t give the answers to the questions Bryson had. One, he had no idea what he was talking about and secondly, even if he knew, he couldn’t say a word.Now, Troy was the least threatening person. He had to deal with Bryson.He kicked him in the stomach. Dickson grunted, “how stupid of me to come here.”Before Bryson say anything, they heard movements.“I thought you said you came alone,” Dickson said.“I did.” Bryson turned but saw nothing. Upon turning, Dickson had a gun on his face. Bryson sighed, “you have never shot. Give the damn gun.”“A gun?” Milton said out loud.“You brought him?” Dickson cried. He has been going through shit because of Milton and s
Whatever his father was planning was big. Bryson was sure about this. If it were not so, he would have found his bag packed, flight booked and at the moment, he would have been far away from this country.With the little guilt eating him up, he didn't complain on the fact that his father has not trusted him first about handling the Abrams.And so, he became a workaholic. He dealt with the Abrams, one talk later, addition of some cash and they sold their companies to them.He was getting busier as days went by, he had to deal with Milton's work as well as his. In addition, he had to be ready if his father called him. Well, he hasn't. The Warren Company had to have a boss or else employees would have started leaving. Since everyone knew Bryson Jackson, and they had received that message about Milton Jackson being their new boss, they adapted the new changes faster and everything was going smoothly. As he left the gym, Bryson threw his bottle of water at one of his bodyguards. Oh, he
The slight creaking sound of the door woke Milton up. Patiently, he waited for the person to come to his bed. Too bad the person was leaving and not entering.He grunted as he tried to wake up. The events of that night flooded back. He recalled the voices but two specific people were too strong in his memory; Dickson’s and Bryson’s.If he wasn’t angry at his cousin for leaving him, he would have cared about how broken Dickson sounded on what he said about his family carrying him as a child.He tried to open his eyes but couldn’t. Ever since he came here, he has been involved in two accidents now, and two recorded incidents that he didn’t have anything to do with it.Milton was flabbergasted by everything, and if it were not for the fact that he took his uncle as his savior, he would have started being skeptical of everything.No one disturbed him for over three hours, he had given up about calling for help or even opening his eyes.How long has he been out? Where was his wife? How was
“The Jackson Co. and its subsidiaries have been there for a long time. We have been awarded so many times. The company has a perfect performance record. We have no issues with anyone. Be it the employees, the stakeholder, or, the partners.“We, the Jacksons aim at nothing but success. Be it partnership or investment, our company will benefit.” Milton finished and looked from one person to another.The men wore grey suits while the lady wore black pantsuits. They were looking at Milton with amazement and at the same time, they were surprised.The Glens normally have to ask the companies to invest in them, not the other way around. Although Milton’s company was the one going to give the Glens money, he acted as though they needed the Glens to survive.Yes, Milton does recall what his uncle told him, but something wasn’t adding up.He promised himself to ask after handing his uncle the signed contract. The Glens CEOs were assholes. And instead of thinking, “why are they going so low? Wh
“Troy, don’t forget that you are dispensable like everyone else. So, find a way of luring Reporter Jansen to that shelter not far from the Ever Café.” Brianna ordered, swerving her car around others as if it were some toys.“I apologize, ma’am, I…”“Let us not cross paths.”Hearing this, Troy was already running to the car with Findley beside him. They propelled into the City.Brianna’s threats were not empty. And Troy himself knew whatever she decided to do, he would approve it. After all, he was in charge of Milton’s guards and he had failed repeatedly.Not forgetting he kidnapped him and tortured Dickson in front of Young Master Milton.Troy and Gianna knew Brianna, or so they thought. Brianna had taught Gianna programming and trained Troy how to fight alongside Gianna.So, even if they were practically her proteges, sometimes someone’s favors run dry.As Brianna drove into the mansion’s compound, she was glad she didn’t bump into Troy.Samantha was inside her bedroom singing and d
“It is a comedy, honey,” Milton said, rubbing his wife adoringly.Samantha pouted, lifted her eyes, and sighed dramatically, “you are enjoying this.”Milton shrugged, “so much.” He then winked.This was more of their honeymoon than one weekend alone. Samantha was relieved to have him this close. She was regretting what she had said about him, nevertheless, she was trying to push it back since Milton asked her to.She could see genuine care for Milton. He liked her.And to make it better, he kept assuring her that they were working hard in finding out who killed Genos. And since she was beginning to trust him and she believed in her brother, for the first time in her life, Samantha Genos was letting it go.“I am sorry Dad, I am not turning the town upside down while painting it red. We will find who killed you, I promise.” These are the words she told herself every night before she fell asleep.To avoid the paparazzi, Brianna ordered Gianna to book the entire movie theatre. The questio
Tiwari and Brianna were recruited by Crystal Jackson when they were teenagers. They were both geniuses and determined.But there was a catch; when everyone knew Brianna since she was seen with Crystal sometimes, no one knew of Tiwari’s existence. Even Brianna was unaware of someone trained the same way as her. Brianna learned of Tiwari’s existence after Milton’s parents’ death. And so did Roger. After, people thought of Tiwari as Crystal’s freelance. They didn’t know how deep his and Crystal’s relationship went.Brianna closed her eyes tightly while Roger brushed his hair back. Bryson had a question, again.If they knew this was how he was going to behave, they would have just prepared a spreadsheet for him, asked him to learn, and later on, he would send questions in a pdf form so Brianna would respond.He was testing their patience.“What now?” Asked Brianna.“What do you mean their relationship runs deeper? Did they?” Bryson leaned forward, his eyes twinkling mischievously.“Ew.
The owner of the accessory shop was on his knees but didn’t look sorry at all. In fact, if it weren’t for Findley holding him, he would have jumped at Milton.Milton sat in the boss’ chair, glaring at the boss. His veins were bulging. He couldn’t believe that a few hours ago, he promised himself not to be cruel. The men like him were showing him the world was cruel and for survival, he wanted to be fierce too.How could they throw eggs at him even after he repeatedly asked them to stop so they could hear his side of the story? And where did they get the eggs from?He had beaten one of the guards who was at the corner whimpering like a baby.The other woman who pulled his nose was beside the boss, at least she looked sorry. Dominic and Erica were outside speaking to the employees so they would get to the bottom of it all.“I was mistreated the last time I was here, making me say I will buy this place. Did I return?” Milton finally spoke.“Aren’t you sitting right before me? Don’t be s