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The Rise of the Jackson's Heir Chapter Twenty-Three
The tension in the house was unpalatable. Anyone in the mansion could feel it. Roger Jackson ate his pancakes while scrolling his phone as if he was absent from the present.Lucinda returned with honey in a ceramic honey jar. This caught everyone’s attention. The three men stared at her, their eyes asking, “has anyone asked for honey?”“Young masters, master.” Lucinda began. Roger placed the table down, knowing very well whatever would come out of Lucinda’s mouth would be nothing but a stupid idea. “You should talk as a family. Make Milton feel at home.”The staff crumbled at the door with their ears on the door waiting to hear what the Jacksons will reply.“I have lost my appetite.” Bryson slapped a pancake on the table.“Bryson, don’t you dare move from that chair,” Roger ordered; his expression unreadable. He then addressed Luciana, “You may leave.”Luciana shrugged, “I tried.”Milton stared at Luciana until he couldn’t see her anymore. Brianna was the only employee who talked any
The Rise of the Jackson's Heir Chapter Twenty-Four
The attendees were big names in the country. From ministers to CEOs. Even people who were close to the president. Here, one handshake, two sentences to the other and you will walk home with a promise of getting a job. But not for Milton. He caught no one’s attention.He approached Brianna who has been watching him from the corner of the room, “they dismiss me before I mention my name.”“It is because you are not assertive,” Brianna replied, checking on an alert notification on her phone.“When is Roger coming?”“He will be here in a few. Bare in mind, he will be disappointed.”“It won’t be something new, no?”“Now that is the voice you should be using on them and not on me,” Brianna said, humor lingering in her tone.Milton didn’t know what she meant but since it was the first time in the day, she had acted informally to him, he didn’t question what she meant.As they waited for Roger to come, Brianna showed him the pictures of the people in the room and their roles in various gover
The Rise of the Jackson's Heir Chapter Twenty-Five
“I had my reason, Milton.” Roger Jackson repeated.“Tell me what it is. Tell me why I had to be humiliated like that. Tell me why you thought it is okay for everyone to know the changes and I didn’t. Tell me why.” Milton screamed.This was the first time Milton was expressing his anger. And boy, how good it felt. Rarely did Milton get angry. “I did not sign up for this. I asked you for nothing. I never told you I wanted a company or a hotel. Oh, or the fucking name, ‘young master’.” Milton kicked the table. The veins in his forehead were popping. His lips were trembling.“Milton, you need to calm down,” Brianna spoke for the first time.“You. Get out!” Milton pointed at the door.Brianna rose to hold him.Brianna was skeptical when it came to Roger and his actions toward his family. He might be lenient, sitting here, letting Milton run his mouth, but that didn’t mean he would be quiet forever. Every man had their boiling point and Brianna didn’t want Milton to be on the receiving end
The Rise of the Jackson's Heir Chapter Twenty-Six
He swallowed the painkiller for the second time in the day then slapped his phone down after reading a message from Dominic saying, “sir, you need to relax. Rest for a minute.”How could he rest when he was working the work of thirty people? To make it worse, he wasn’t familiar with the software he was using.The road down to freedom was long forgotten. He was slaving away in the name of proving to his uncle that he was more than a poor man who many knew as a cleaner and a thief.Unfortunately, the longer Milton worked, the longer he messed up. Making the manager to scream at him. Embarrass him. Now, Milton was drowing in self-doubts and pity.The group he was sharing the office with returned half an hour past one. They knew how to keep time and Milton wished they knew how to do their work as well.“Hello. Do you mind finishing this for me?” Milton asked Sarai, the lady seating on the desk beside him.“Close your damn mouth.” Sarai snapped.Milton shook his head with disappointment, h
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.
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