Jason remained silent, looking at his Grandfather who refused to say any other word as he struggled to get a grip on himself. The ambiance of the room was entirely engulfed by a sudden tension that refused to leave, causing everyone to feel this awkwardness creeping into their bodies while they barely even looked at each other. “What happened afterward, Grandpa?” Jason became impatient waiting to hear the rest of the story while his Grandfather sighed softly before he continued. “Everything went back to normal, and I thought I was not going to see her or the boy again until after five years when someone started to show up here, and even seemed to be following David around. At first, we felt that the strange occurrences were just mere coincidences until David started to receive threat notes slipped inside his car and sent to him as parcels. The sender threatened to kill him for taking what was his.” “David told me about the threat messages he was receiving, and we decided that
There were a few seconds of silence in the room while Lord Walker continued to look at his Grandson whose reaction was impossible to read. Almost immediately, Lord Walker’s phone began to ring, causing everyone to turn to look at Harry who was holding the phone inside his jacket. Harry also looked at the phone which had not been ringing for a while, especially ever since Jason was found. “Who could that be?” Lord Walker asked the Butler who slowly dipped his hand into his jacket and brought the phone which was still ringing and vibrating at the same time. “It’s an unknown caller,” Harry announced while looking at Lord Walker who couldn’t stop himself from being more curious to know who the caller was. “Find out who it is.” Lord Walker instructed while Jason adjusted himself, turning to face Harry who answered the call and placed the phone on his right ear, listening to hear what the caller was going to say from the other end of the line. “Who is it?” Jason asked with a low t
The voices of family members, friends and well wishers who had come to pay their condolence to the Palmers could be heard echoing from the main hall of the massive Palmer mansion; exquisite chandeliers hung from several angles of the roof shining brightly, reflecting sparkling glitters on the wine glasses that most of the elite guests in the hall had in their hands. All in the hall were on black outfits.Lord Richard Palmer one of the wealthiest men in Granada Hills and the founder of Palmer Pharmaceuticals had just been buried. He died after a brief illness at 85.“So sorry for your loss Lady Palmer.”“Oh thank you so much.” Mrs. Alice Palmer responded to the man in stylish black suit and a black moccasin shoe to match.“Accept my deepest condolences Lady Palmer.” Said a lady putting on a black felt hat. She handed her a bouquet of roses, Mrs. Palmer took the roses with a smile.“Where the hell is that leech of a son-in-law?” Scouring through the hall, her eyes glaring with high c
The entire members of the Palmer family were seated at the conference table that evening; Lady Alice was at one end of the long table while the Attorney was at the other end. He had a large file in his hands and a sealed envelope carefully placed on the table.“What’s he doing here? He shouldn’t be here!”Andrew the eldest Grandson called the attention of of everyone in the room who tilted their heads to see Jason approaching.“Well, my client demanded that every one living in the family mansion and belonging to this family must be present before his will be read.” Jason quietly walked to the position his wife was seated and dragged out the chair next to her to sit. He avoided the angry looks in the room.“What the hell!” Maya mumbled scoffing. She was Andrew’s wife and the daughter of the Chief of Police in Granada Hills.“Why would Dad insist that this pauper joined us? I hope he is not included in the will.”Morgan couldn’t hold his dissatisfaction, he looked at his mother in sear
Jason had just returned from purchasing grocery; his wife had sent him off as usual to the store. That had always been the regular routine. Jason would always run errands while she went on social gatherings and had fun with her friends. Even the care of the baby became his responsibility.He walked into the house through the backdoor then he made use of the elevator, his two hands holding the grocery bags firmly. Approaching their apartment, he could hear laughter and giggling. Dropping the bags on the cabinet in the kitchen, he made his way to their bedroom curious of who was the owner of the deep male voice he could hear from the room.The door to the bedroom was slightly opening, Jason could see two figures on the bed lying very close to each other in a romantic manner. He opened the door wider and walked into the room hurriedly to behold the two persons kissing and caressing each other on the bed. His wife Isabella was on lingerie while the man was bare-bodied.“What the hell!”“
Jason was confused. He took the phone down and looked at the screen one more time but he was certain that he didn’t know who was at the other end of the call.“Who is this?”“It is I Harry, young Master. Your Grandfather and I have been in search of you for decades.”“I don’t know you Harry. You must be mistaken. I am Jason Caruso not your Master.”“No young Master. Your name is Jack Walker and I would prove it to you, come to the address I would send to you.”The call dropped and a message came in almost immediately. “No 51 Chariot Street.”Jason dipped his hand inside his pockets, there was only a 20 dollar note left with him. The Palmers couldn’t let him take the bike which was given to him or any other possession.He walked through the road until he got to the highway. There was a taxi coming and so he waved at the driver who pulled over in front of him.“Take me to this address.” Jason showed the address on the phone screen to the driver who nodded.“That would be 18 bucks.” Ja
Jason heaved a great sigh of relief. He was finally someone of great substance and no one was ever going to push him around again. He remembered the recent events that occurred and the urge to get back at Clark and the Palmers crept into his soul.“You have to get acquainted with your father’s companies; its been so hectic taking care of things. I am not getting any younger; my bones are feeble now. Everything is yours; the companies, the banks, the cars, the houses, the hotels, the hospitals. Everything!”“Not now Grandpa, I have a few things I need to take care of. I need to be in the life of my son, your Great-grand-son.”“Very well then, Harry here will make sure you lack absolutely nothing pending when you are ready to assume your rightful position. Its so good to have you back Jack!”Jason hugged his Grandfather and left the room with Harry. He wasn’t certain of what his plans were but he knew that it was certainly going to be a long ride for all those who had humiliated him wh
The next morning, as early as the first flicker of dawn Jason got up, took a shower and dressed up. This time, he wore a white shorts and a black polo, then he put on a brown pair of sandals on his feet. His dressing was very meagre.With a strong portray of confidence and boldness in him, he walked out of the cabin straight to the family mansion of the Palmers. His strategy was simple; swift and untraceable!Entering through the gigantic gate of the Palmer family mansion, he walked through the avenue; the gardens by the two sides of the avenue giving the ambience a glamorous look, there were water fountains at several parts of the gardens. The mansion stood tall, about 35 meters from the ground.Jason walked into the building and headed straight to the dining hall. He was sure that the Palmers were having their breakfast at 7 and as he anticipated, Isabella was at the dining with two of her cousins Jacob and Andrew. Her Uncle Morgan was also present.“How dare your step you foot into