Clad in a black suit, Jason got ready for his meeting with Dalton and Stiles. Brenda was done making the chicken soup and freshly squeezed orange juice for James, and she packed it nicely, ready to be taken to him. “Do you really think I shouldn't take this to him myself, Jay? He literally saved my life!”“I know, Brenda. But it’s not safe out there, I can’t risk you getting hurt. The last one was a mistake that I shouldn't have made, and I am not about to repeat it.” Jason said calmly to Brenda who was carrying the basket containing the items for James. She sighed heavily and nodded reluctantly. “I am just glad that he is okay. I can't wait to see him back on his feet again.” “You will get to see him, Brenda. I need you to stay here and have enough rest, okay? You do not need to stress yourself. I will make sure this gets to him on my way out.” “Okay, if you say so. Tricia is here to be with me, I guess she came at the right time.” Brenda looked at Tricia who was standing cl
The middle-aged man seated in front of Jason was skeptical for a few seconds, staring at him with several thoughts running through his mind. “Your face. it looks very familiar. Have we met before?”“I doubt that, Mr. Brooks. I am sure we haven’t met before to the best of my knowledge. Maybe you may have seen someone who looks exactly like me. I get that a lot.” “Oh, I see. It’s nice to meet you, Mr. Jones.” “Please, call me Albert.” Jason shook hands with Silas who extended his hands as well, forcing a smile on his face. “It’s really been a tough time for Mr. Brooks, Albert. One unfortunate being had his son locked up, and he has been trying to get him out. The evidence against him is everywhere, making it almost impossible get him out.” Philip explained, grabbing one of the empty glasses on the table in front of him. “That’'s sad. I am really sorry about that, Mr. Brooks. What do you intend to do about this?” Jason asked with a look of concern on his face, still standing
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