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Roger Jackson was proud of his nephew. Especially how he could be thrown into a pack of wolves and make himself one of them. Milton Jackson caught details pretty quickly and went along with whatever was happening if he knew it was for the better.As such, the meeting changed from business to personal after Trevor had indirectly mentioned he would help out in the contract investment between Jacksons’ Inc. and Glen Inc.Milton was thrilled at this and since his uncle hadn’t said no or even ask what if Jackson Co. took it, he could see prospects right in front of his face.With the black card and the money his uncle had said had been added to his account, he would invest any amount the Glen Inc. would ask for.Clearly, Trevor, Brianna, and Roger Jackson saw it as a great opportunity. So, why would Milton not give it all?“Milton, you will treat my sister better,” Trevor said, it wasn’t a question but rather a statement.Fortunately, that was what Milton planned on doing with Samantha. A
“Milton Jackson can make people comfortable and at the same time, he can make them hate him in a matter of seconds,” Brianna said. It was the final assessment of Milton, and from how Roger was nodding, she was hitting the right spot.“Would he make the right CEO for the main company? Can he manage everything or my company would go down before the month ends?” Roger Jackson asked and if Brianna didn’t know him better, she would have told him the company would be okay.Brianna changed the conversation and gladly, Roger didn’t push for her to answer the burning question. Did her answer matter? “Bryson needs to let Milton deal with Green Glen. We are aiming at the Glen Inc. and if we have both our parties on both companies, it would appear shady.” Brianna said.Roger leaned back with a smug look, “it was shady at the very beginning.”“Yes, master, it was. However, if we give Milton the chance to talk to them instead of Bryson. It would show our full support. They would be fools not to wo
While everyone was staring at Milton Jackson disdainfully, Milton was waiting patiently for Michelle’s next move. Natalie was still rubbing her face. The slap must have stunk.Staring at his watch, Michelle noticed. “Sir.” She called and motioned Milton and the guys to follow her to the interview room. Finding no seats in front of the interview room, the interested interns stared at Michelle with hatred. How dare she play them like that? One guy moved closer to Milton and asked, “do you know someone here too?”“Yes. The CEO.” Milton answered.“Sir,” Michelle called and held the door open. Natalie pushed past her to enter but Michelle shoved her back. “The boss enters first. Do you need another slap, Natanye?”“It is Natalie.” She thought while rolling her eyes. She would have replied but couldn’t. Not when the slap stink was still there.“Michelle. Let them in first.” Milton said.“Okay, sir.” Michelle smiled.The office was painted cream-white. A huge round table and white office c
At the Moonlight Restaurant, the guard who had humiliated Milton on the first day he came here bowed three-hundred and sixty degrees. If Milton cleared his throat, the guard’s head would be on the floor.Milton entered the restaurant accompanied by the new girl, Erica. She had bright red lipstick that brought out her sumptuous lips, her cheekbones were defined. However, her shoulder-length bob haircut couldn’t hide her blank and highly alert eyes. Milton was here because he called earlier for the chef to prepare Samantha’s favorite meal. The chef had already gone to the Genos Hotel and got the recipe. It would be easier to get the meal here since it is their restaurant.Since the chef wanted everything to be excellent, the preparation took longer.Milton excused himself, and when Erica and Dominic rose to escort him, he pulled his hair frustratedly, “this is our restaurant, no?”Erica was hesitant but had to sit back down because Dominic nodded.*While he was washing his hands, Ric
Bryson Jackson was furious. His father was avoiding him. He hated how Brianna treated him. He disliked her. Troy was the only one who kept him going. As he was pacing in his office, he wondered what he had to do to garner his father’s attention. They needed to talk.Bryson Jackson was a maniac and someone who didn’t care what others thought. However, his father’s sentiment toward him mattered.Today, he threw that out of the window. A message came through, it was from Troy. Milton has failed. It said.He texted, “does he use the badge?”“Will get back to you about it.” Troy responded.Bryson found out about the badge from Rickie that night at the Moonlight Restaurant. Recalling that Brianna had personally sent him a message to handle Rickie didn’t sit well with him.Why was Brianna more important than him? Why did he have to deal with Milton’s shit?He walked hurriedly to his father’s office. Roger Jackson almost cussed at his son but refrained from doing so. It would be unprofessi
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