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The Rise of the Jackson's Heir Chapter Twenty-Seven
Rickie had a triumphant smirk. He and his father were two steps closer to getting what they wanted from Milton, the true heir of the Jacksons.“Hey, Millie.” He greeted him sadistically.Dominic pushed Milton aside. Findley went to Rickie, their faces almost touching. He warned, “didn’t Troy warn you?”“Where is he by the way?”“Findley, let us go,” Milton ordered from the car.“Yes, young master,” Findley replied, his eyes sending daggers at Rickie who seemed unaffected by Findley and whatever warning Troy did the last time they met.“Sir, everyone is in position. We will bring him to you.” Rickie reported.“Good. Make sure his bodyguards don’t notice it is you.” The voice ordered.Rickie sent an alert to the men he was working with. They were as trained as the men with Milton. How hard would it be to fight three men anyways?“Darling, you were so sweet and warm.” Rickie held his breath. “Did you see his face?” A lady said. “Yes. He won’t dare come near you again. Never. You are m
The Rise of the Jackson's Heir Chapter Twenty-Eight
Gianna was busy tracing his steps. She had to report on him before the end of the business hours. It wasn’t a walk in the park since he was a trained ex-soldier. He knew where to look. Where to hide. Where the dark spots were.Nevertheless, Gianna, Brianna’s protégé, loved every minute of it. It was a wonderful game of mouse vs mouse. Perfect.A knock startled her. Her eyes fell on Fae. A 22-year-old lady with exquisite taste in computers. “Who might it be?” She contemplated. Just like Brianna, Gianna didn’t receive visitors. Luckily, she and Fae were determined to keep it that way. “Do you need me to?” Fae asked. The sound of her keyboard was loud and fast. A beautiful melody to Gianna’s ears. “No. I will do it.” Gianna said and left the dark computer room. “Brianna,” Gianna mumbled as she stared at the video on the tablet. She stared at her watch, thinking she might have lost track of time and it was already late. It was still early. Light streamed into the office. It was breat
The Rise of the Jackson's Heir Chapter Twenty-Nine
“Don’t disappoint me, Milton Jackson.” His uncle said. “I won't, uncle,” Milton replied, dabbing a towel on his lips. Ignoring Bryson who was throwing shades at him. He continued, “I will return with fruitful results, sir.” His uncle nodded encouragingly. “I apologize for not visiting as promised.” “I understand. You are a busy man.” Roger Jackson said nonchalantly. He was waiting for Milton to broach the subject of firing the manager of J & M Fitness Centre. Perhaps he hear pride as he said it. Perhaps he hoped he had left his haven and was expanding his horizon, becoming the man Brianna warned him about. “Dad, why don’t you ask about me?” Bryson asked. Milton scoffed. “Eat.” Roger Jackson shoved a piece of banana cake to Bryson. Milton laughed. Lucinda handed him another towel and pointed it at the side of his mouth. Milton and Roger Jackson discussed the assignment he was sending him to. Milton was excited that unlike everyone else who thought he knew nothing, his uncl
The Rise of the Jackson's Heir Chapter Thirty
“Solana, help me out, will you?” Milton asked, the neediness in his tone clear.Solana huffed, and pushed Meehan with her shoulder, “you must be insane.” Meehan said and returned to drink his cold latte. He swallowed with disgust, “now it has become cold. Damn it. You do your work and leave us be in peace.”Milton’s nose flared in anger. “The task was meant for three…”He didn’t get to finish as Solana pushed the cooperate card to him and said, “bring us another latte. This is cold.”“It was supposed to be cold. That is why you said, iced latte. Didn’t you?” Milton fired.“Then the ice has melted,” Meehan said proudly, as if he has spoken a cure medicine’s name.Milton slapped the papers on the round table angrily and tapped Solana, “why don’t you go bring them yourself, I am…”Before he finished the sentence, Dominic barged through the boardroom. “Excuse me, you are needed by the manager.”“That was close.” Milton thought and followed Dominic outside.Outside, he inhaled the breeze.
The Rise of the Jackson's Heir Chapter Thirty-One
They were back in the same room he left because he thought his ideas weren’t ‘great.’ Roger Jackson controlled his urge to ask him why he was hesitating. Perhaps it was because he was here for a reason at this specific time. Perhaps he wanted to see his potential. Or maybe, he wanted to see if he learned from the failure before.Milton cleared his throat again. “Take your time, Milton.” His uncle advised.“Thank you, sir,” Milton replied.This motivated him.The visit to Milton’s old place, The Easts, provided the necessary information regarding the redevelopment plans. Milton went further and told his uncle he wished he had been there to see everyone’s well-being was catered better. Some of the grievances he heard were that some residents hated where they relocated to. His uncle replied, “I see. You can return with Aida and let them tell you where they want. You can give them your penthouse, yeah?” Milton was taken aback. Roger chuckled, “I was joking. Of course, ask them what
The Rise of the Jackson's Heir Chapter Thirty-Two
“Young master. This was made only for you.” Zelda said, straightening Milton’s coat.“Thank you, Zelda.” Milton turned around and stared at his clean and sharp two-piece suit. He looked dapper.On their way to the investing dinner party, Aida informed him what to expect without forgetting to remind him of his sole purpose of attending the party today. “The project manager is close to the CEO. Make sure to get on his good side. He is a prick sometimes.” Aida finished, folded the files, and handed them to Milton.He skimmed through and once he finished, he asked necessary questions he thought would come in handy.As much as he wanted to address his confusion, Milton couldn’t. There was a reason Aida’s answers were vague.Milton with Aida approached the bodyguard, he asked their names. The bodyguard was rude because after finding Milton’s name, he dismissed Milton. He didn’t even want to listen to Aida. Brianna came to their rescue and at the sight of her, the bodyguard moved away while
The Rise of the Jackson's Heir Chapter Thirty-Three
For some reason, everyone was quiet today. Neither Meehan nor Sarai talked rudely to him. And since it was high time he had that quietness, Milton didn’t question them. As Milton was busy daydreaming about the gorgeous lady she met at the Ever Coffee Shop, Meehan waved in front of him. “Milton, can I have a minute?” “Sure.” “I hope he won’t grill me on why I was at the party.” Milton thought as he followed outside. They entered a lift and Meehan didn’t push any buttons. “Please,” Milton begged mentally. Meehan studied him for what felt like an eternity, he was fighting the urge to ask him a million questions. He came to a consensus and shrugged. He punched the button and looked away. The lift stopped. Dominic was waiting for him. “Thank you, Meehan.” “No problem, Dominic. See you, Milton.” “What was that?” Milton asked. Before Dominic answered, Aida came to view, “Young master, my apologies for calling you out of the blue.” “No problem. Is everything okay with my uncle?”“Yes
The Rise of the Jackson's Heir Chapter Thirty-Four
“Mr. Jackson, once it is done, it will benefit a lot of patients.” Mr. Stone informed Milton. They were on their last round of the hospital. Unlike last time when he was a nobody, the doctors accompanying him were respectful. They showered him with praise after praise.Milton was proud of himself and he couldn’t wait to tell his uncle later on. In the lift, Mr. Stone said, “the board of members heard about the donation. A few of them would like to meet you and say thank you.”“Thank you, Mr. Stone. I will let you know.” Milton said. The lift opened, he stepped one foot outside and almost jumped when he came face to face with Samantha. “My angels must be working.” Milton thought while sending Samantha his best smile ever. Samantha greeted, “Mr. Milton. My apologies. I was to accompany you on your visit but got held.” “Miss Samantha.” The nurses bowed at her, thanked Milton, and walked away, leaving behind Mr. Stone and Milton. “Miss Samantha, is everything alright?” “Yes. Yes. Of
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