Jeremiah, who tried to cope with what he just heard, chuckled.
“I’m sorry, doctor, but I don’t think I heard you properly. You said my mother is what—?“ Jeremiah said, trying his best to trick himself into not believing what Doctor Gabriel told him. Unfortunately, the sad expressions he saw on the doctor's and Nurse Victoria’s faces made it hard. "Doctor Gabriel, please stop joking,” Jeremiah said and then looked at Nurse Victoria beside him. "My mom is fine so tell Doctor Gabriel to stop lying to me. Please" Jeremiah pleaded but all he got from the nurse was the look of pity. "I'm sorry Mister Jeremiah, but as I said, her body was just too weak for the severity of the heart attack. Please accept my condolences" Doctor Gabriel lowered his head to Jeremiah. Jeremiah's eyes widened when the realization of his mother’s death finally sank in. Confused and lost about what to do, he looked at the Doctor and didn’t know what to say back. “I know this doesn’t ease your pain but after waking from her coma, your mother gave one of the nurses this to give to you, so here” Doctor Gabriel reached into his lab coat’s pocket and brought out a folded piece of paper then he gave it to Jeremiah. “What’s this?” Jeremiah asked as he looked at the piece of paper. “Out of respect for your mother and you, I didn’t open it so I don’t know what’s written inside. You should check because I doubt your mother would have been adamant about the nurses writing it down if it wasn’t important” Doctor Gabriel advised and listening to him, Jeremiah opened the piece of paper. "What does it say?" The curious nurse beside Jeremiah asked. "I'm not sure but I think it's a phone number,” Jeremiah replied with a confused expression. “A phone number? Does it say who it belongs to?” Nurse Victoria asked. “No, only the number is written on it. Why would mom tell the nurse to write something like this? What’s so special about a phone number?" Jeremiah asked himself. "I don't know but you should call it and see who answers" Nurse Victoria advised. Jeremiah pondered about it for a moment and then sighed. He seriously wasn’t in the mood to do anything and just wanted to be alone. He stuffed the paper into his pocket and looked at Doctor Gabriel. “When can I hope to get my mother’s body? I’d like to give her a befitting burial” Jeremiah asked. “Tomorrow should be fine. You’ll just have to sign all the required documents and you’ll be free to take her with you” Doctor Gabriel said then placed his hand on Jeremiah’s shoulder. “Again, I’m sorry we weren’t able to save your mother. I’m sure she’s in a better place now” Doctor Gabriel said. “Yeah,” Jeremiah replied then left the hospital. Immediately he went outside, all the emotions he had been holding back overwhelmed him and not being able to bear it anymore, he sat on the ground and cried his eyes out. Memories of the moments he spent with his mother before the accident that killed his father and put her in a coma bombarded his mind. No pain was as severe as losing a loved one and now Jeremiah was truly alone. This was in every sense of the word the worst day of his life and he didn't know what to do anymore. He had no one and nothing left to look forward to so what point was there in living anymore? Jeremiah contemplated just ending it all and so he stood up and dusted the back of his trouser. He left the environment, got into a taxi, and went back home. The taxi parked in front of the house and Jeremiah paid the fair then came down. The first thing he saw was a beautiful, black Mercedes-Benz S-Class— a car he had never seen there before— parked a few feet away. "Whose car is that?" Jeremiah asked himself as he continued to stare at the car while he walked to the front door of his apartment. He decided to not bother with it and reached into his pocket to fish out his house key. Just when he was about to insert into the keyhole, he realized that the door wasn't locked. Jeremiah grimaced, wondering if he had forgotten to lock it while rushing out of the house earlier. Since he couldn’t remember, he shrugged and opened the door. He went inside, closed the door and when he turned around to face the room, to his surprise, he saw Mary coming out of their bedroom. "Mary?" Jeremiah froze. Mary looked at him from head to toe with disgust in her eyes. "I guess you're back," she said coldly. "Yeah," Jeremiah replied and then saw that in her hands was a cardboard box that had a few things inside. "What are you doing here?" He asked. "Isn't it obvious? I came to get the important things I left here.” She replied. “Where are you going?” Jeremiah grimaced. “I'll be staying with Paul for the meantime then when we become official, after our divorce, I'll move into the house he promised to buy me. I left my clothes and shoes here so you can throw them out or burn them if you want. I won’t be needing those low-quality things you bought me anymore" Mary said and then looked at the decorations all over the house. "So this is the decoration you were talking about? What an absolute joke" Mary rolled her eyes as she scoffed. She did some more looking around and she found a gift box on the couch. "What's that?" She asked, making Jeremiah look at the gift box too. He cleared his throat and said "Umm, that's the gift I said I had bought for you. Well, I guess it doesn't matter now that the whole anniversary is ruined" Mary looked at him through the corner of his eyes and saw how sad he seemed then she looked at the gift box and walked to the couch. She dropped her cardboard box on the armrest of the couch then picked up the gift box and shook it. "What's in here?" She asked and then grimaced "Doesn't sound like anything expensive" Curious about what Jeremiah could have possibly gotten her, Mary opened the gift box and saw a little jewelry box inside which she reached for and took out. With a look of dissatisfaction, she opened the jewelry box and frowned immediately at what she saw. "It's the necklace you said you wanted. I saved up a good chunk of my salary for it but I thought it'd at least put a smile on your face so it was worth the sacrifice—" Jeremiah said nervously but Mary looked at him with a condescending glare cut him off. "Jeremiah, are you fucking stupid?" "What?" Jeremiah jolted.Mary threw the jewelry box on the floor and held the necklace between her middle and index fingers."I said are you fucking stupid? This cheap thing is what you thought a classy woman like me would like? Tell me, Jeremiah, how am I supposed to walk around with this nonsense around my neck?" She asked aggressively and Jeremiah grimaced."But you were singing how much you wanted it not too long ago, which is why I got it. What changed?” Jeremiah asked.“I did! My level has been upgraded, thanks to Paul, and even holding this thing makes my skin crawl. This is what I think of your stupid anniversary gift," she said then walked over to where the trash can was and threw the necklace inside.She smacked her tongue then returned to the couch to get her cardboard box of personal belongings and started heading for the door. "Mary, how can you be this cruel? Can we just sit down and talk about all of this? If not for me then do it for the years we spent together" Jeremiah pleaded but his words
“I must be dreaming” Jeremiah couldn’t believe what he was seeing and he started slapping his cheek multiple times. “Wake up! Wake up! No way any of this is real” he said as he continued to slap himself, but instead of waking up like he expected, all he got was a hot and stinging cheek. He changed tactics. “Maybe, it’s a mistake from my bank” Wanting to confirm, Jeremiah called the manager of the bank he uses and after a couple of seconds, the phone was answered. [“Hello?”] Jeremiah said hurriedly “Good evening, Mister Victor. This is Jeremiah Garrick, one of the customers of Polaris Bank and I got your number when I opened my account” [“Okay and why are you calling at this time of the night? Don’t you know I was about to go to bed?”] Jeremiah could hear the irritation in Victor’s voice but he understood where it was coming from. After all, even he would be annoyed if someone called him at that time of the night, so not feeling insulted by it, he pushed on. “I sincerely ap
A victorious smile crept onto his face.He hadn’t felt so alive in his entire life. After reveling in his victory for a few seconds, Jeremiah called his father.“Dad, I just fired Victor so please find a new and respectful manager that’ll take his place. Also, ban him from ever finding work in any of the businesses owned by our family”[“No problem, son. Kingston will be on that with immediate effect”]“Thank you” Jeremiah smirked.[“You’re welcome, son. Now, back to why I called you earlier. Because of the large amount of money you received in your bank account, the money would most definitely be frozen. The account would need to be upgraded before you can access the money and you would also need a better debit card with a bigger spending limit. With that said, can you go to the bank first thing tomorrow morning to get that done? Victor’s replacement would have already been instated and awaiting your arrival”]Jeremiah, who thought he could just use the money that was resting in his
“Jeremiah,” Mary said with a condescending tone. Jeremiah paused and slowly turned to face them, only to see the belittling looks they had for him. It was like they were looking at a piece of dog shit on the ground. “What are you doing here? I’m surprised a peasant like you has an account with this bank.” Paul said. Jeremiah frowned at him. “What business is that to you?” Jeremiah asked. Paul scoffed. “What a mouth you have. I’m surprised it hasn’t been permanently shut after last night” Paul chuckled. “Jeremiah, what are you doing here?” Mary asked and Jeremiah looked at her. “I’m the one who should be asking you that question. The last time I checked, you don’t bank with Polaris Bank so what could possibly bring you here?” Jeremiah asked. Mary tightened her hold of Paul’s arm, her breasts pressing against his well-defined biceps as she said “Paul brought me because he wants to open an account for me. From today, he’ll be giving me a weekly allowance of ten thousand dollars
“Harassing him? It’s the exact opposite! I’m the one being harassed here! Can’t you see me on the ground with my clothes ruined? What more evidence do you need?!” He exclaimed but none of them cared for what he said. “Yes, he is. You know how all these beggars behave when you refuse to give them money.” Paul said with a mischievous smirk. “Beggar?” Jeremiah frowned. How dare they call him a beggar? He might have been poor for many years, but he had never begged anyone for money. Not even once in his entire life. They should apologize for insulting him in such a way, but sadly, they continued to ignore him. “We’re terribly sorry for allowing a nuisance like this to inconvenience you, sir. We’ll deal with him expeditiously” the first security guard said. Paul grinned. “Thank you. I’m glad I can always count on hard-working men like yourselves to do a good job protecting the peace of the real customers” “Your kind words are greatly appreciated, sir,” the second securi
They looked at Jeremiah and gulped as sweat covered their entire face and neck while their bodies trembled in fear. They remembered all the insulting remarks they had made to him and also going as far as laying their hands on him and trying to beat him up. What a massive disaster this was. “What do you want me to do with these two, sir?” Anthony asked Jeremiah. The hearts of the two security guards started pounding in their chests as they realized that their fate was in Jeremiah’s hands. Same Jeremiah who they had just immensely wronged. Suddenly, they both went on their knees and groveled at Jeremiah’s feet. “Hey, look at what’s going on there!” “Why are those security guards bowing to that one guy like that?” “Who do you think he is? Maybe someone very important?” The bystanders stopped what they were doing and watched what was happening where Jeremiah was. “I am terribly sorry for laying my hands on you, sir. I didn’t know who you were and had been convinced
Jeremiah followed Anthony into his office and being used to what he, as a guest, was supposed to do, he started walking to the guest chair by the desk. “Not that way sir,” Anthony said and Jeremiah halted, groaned then turned to him. He wondered what Anthony meant by that and more importantly, he wondered why the manager was standing in front of another door inside the office but then he saw the truth. “For special guests like yourself, we’ll be using this room,” Anthony said then he twisted the gold-plated knob of the door, revealing what could only be called a lounge for two and at most five people. The place was beautiful and welcoming to anyone who saw it. Surprised that there was such a luxurious room inside the already luxurious manager’s office, Jeremiah walked up to Anthony and both of them walked into the room. Anthony closed the door and Jeremiah took in the premium feeling the room gave. “This is the VIP lounge where our most important customers can sit down a
“Yeah. I need a card with a higher limit as well. The one I have will not suffice and it’s also close to its expiration date” Jeremiah said and Anthony nodded. “I’ll get on that right away, sir. Just give me a moment” Anthony said then he stood up from the couch and went to the landline on the wall.He called one of the bank staff to come to the VIP lounge and ended the call before returning to sit with Jeremiah. A couple of minutes later, a female banker with blonde hair tied in a ponytail and pink-framed glasses walked into the VIP lounge with one of the company’s laptops in her hand. She walked up to Anthony and greeted him. “Mister Jeremiah, this is Mercy and she’ll be the one to make the upgrades to your bank account and credit card,” Anthony said. “Good morning, sir” Mercy greeted Jeremiah and the multimillionaire greeted her back. “Can you please provide your banking information like your name and account number so I can make the upgrades you want?” Mercy asked as she ope
Inside the Study, Reginald, who noticed that Jeremiah’s mind was elsewhere, asked him what he was doing.Jeremiah had actually been eavesdropping on David, wondering if he would say anything that would expose his involvement in the gas processing plant’s explosion and prove to Jeremiah that his suspicion was right. However, that didn’t happen and Jeremiah got annoyed that David stopped talking all of a sudden. From the last sentence Jeremiah heard David say before abruptly cutting himself off, he concluded that David knew he was onto him and was actively trying not to expose himself. Or perhaps it was just a coincidence, and Jeremiah was wrong about the whole thing—meaning David wasn’t involved in the explosion at all.There could only be one answer to the two possibilities, and time would reveal which one was correct because sooner or later, David was bound to slip up.All Jeremiah had to do was wait for that moment to come. Jeremiah replied “Nothing. I was just listening to what D
David, looking at Jeremiah, blinked multiple times to emphasize his shock.Even though he had once thought that Jeremiah had joined hands with Dean and Adam to kill all the guards—after seeing the dismembered bodies when he escaped the plant—the fact that this was only an assumption and was never confirmed left him with some doubt that Jeremiah had ever gotten blood on his hands.That assumption quickly vanished after he heard about how Jeremiah saved everyone at the welcome ceremony from the Rubik's Cube bomb and even traveled a great distance to save him.However, when Jeremiah admitted outright that he had killed Dean—and went on to elaborate on how he did it—it sent a shock through David's body. He realized he might have been wrong about who Jeremiah had killed, but not about the fact that he had killed someone.‘So he really is a cold-blooded murderer’ David thought and gulped.Just then, David noticed something that felt concerning.He looked at Reginald and the three other men—
David tried standing up but before he did, Kingston offered him a hand. David looked at Kingston’s hand but instead of accepting, he felt insulted. The fact that he had just heard that Jeremiah, his one competition for the throne, was a powerful being who could do whatever he wanted, made him feel weak and useless in comparison, and seeing Kingston’s hand annoyed the hell out of him.Still, he had to maintain composure.“No thanks. I can stand on my own” David said, feigning a smile.“As you wish, Sir” Kingston replied then retracted his hand and stood upright while David went on his feet and walked back to where he once was.“Are you okay?” Reginald asked.However, David, who was annoyed that Reginald felt it necessary to ask that question out of concern for his earlier reaction, forced a smile.“I am Uncle, so please, continue,” David said. Reginald looked at Jeremiah and said “You should also listen to what I’m going to say because it involves you as well” “Okay,” Jeremiah grim
Reginald started by revealing the history of Crimson Fall to David, who at first was confused as to why he was telling him an old folk tale but soon realized why when Reginald told him the part that only the king and a select few knew. The moment David heard about reincarnation, his eyes widened, asking himself if such a thing existed.Unfortunately, that wasn’t the only bombshell he was going to hear as the story continued to unfold.Reginald told him that it was the Garrick family's mission to make sure that Lord Crimson, the powerful dragon who ruled over Crimson Fall for centuries, reincarnated and like that wasn’t enough, he gestured at Jeremiah and told him that Jeremiah was Lord Crimson, reincarnated.“I’m sorry what?” David asked, trying to make sure he wasn’t mishearing things. “You heard me right. Your cousin, who we all thought was dead, is our one true ruler. The all-powerful, Lord Crimson” Reginald said passionately. David’s eyes blinked multiple times as he looked at
The boldness with which Jeremiah said “Yes, I did” demoralized David. It was like he was telling David that he didn’t regret what he did and was daring him to reprimand his actions. Knowing that he couldn’t lash out at Jeremiah for what he did, David had no choice but to gulp and accept what happened and move on— making him more mad because he hated being made to feel small and insignificant. “I’m sure you had your reasons but can you please tell me why you hurt my friends,” David asked, making sure to choose his words carefully so as not to sound like he was confronting Jeremiah. “Friends? I think you’re misunderstanding something, David.” Reginald said and David quickly looked at him, wondering what he was talking about. “Jeremiah didn’t hurt your friends but your friend. Only one person was hurt by his hands” Reginald clarified. David grimaced. He reflected on Reginald’s words and remembered that the king had said “friend” instead of “friends” when he revealed that the per
That’s right, he had completely forgotten about his punishment because of the night he had, but it’s a good thing Reginald was bringing it up now.What was his uncle going to say? Hopefully, something along the lines of, he had seen that David had learned his lesson and because of that he had decided to bring the punishment to an end. David thought and started smiling discreetly.“After the aftermath of the explosion at the welcome ceremony, I have decided that—“ Reginald said, but David cut him off.“Explosion at the welcome ceremony?! What explosion?” David asked and Reginald paused.“You haven’t heard about the explosion yet?” Reginald asked. “No, I haven’t. There was another explosion but at the welcome ceremony?” David replied.David had been so anxious to find out what Jeremiah knew about the gas processing plant explosion that he was tunnel-visioned from everything else. He had just gone to his room to freshen up, changed clothes, and then went to Reginald’s study for the mee
After looking at everyone in the Study and seeing how they were staring at him— especially Jeremiah’s whose stare was like a predator’s to a prey— David, who realized that he was in a hot mess, thought of how to get away from the situation.How could he spin the story and change the narrative in his favor? He wondered and his brain started working at a million miles an hour in search of the answer.Soon enough, a thought came to his mind and he decided to go with it.David started chuckling, making everyone wonder why he was doing that.What did he find so funny?“Uncle, what gave you the impression that I knew about the explosion before it happened?” David asked.Reginald, who thought about the question, grimaced and adjusted how he sat.“Well, if I remember correctly, you were rambling about how we should leave the area and were adamant about it for a good minute before the building exploded, so I thought that your behavior was because you beforehand that the building was going to e
Once inside the study, the first thing Jeremiah did was pause and groan when he saw David standing in front of the desk. Kingston, who was just as surprised as Jeremiah at the sight of David, jolted and asked “Sir David, you’re already here?”“Yes, he is. Truthfully, even I was surprised when he arrived before you two did, but for some reason, he seemed eager to have the meeting which I guess is a good thing because I have so much to ask him” Reginald said.David, who was trying his best to keep his cool and act normal, turned to Reginald and smiled. “I just wanted to tell Uncle what happened because I know how worried he was about my disappearance and maybe that will calm his mind a little,” David said.Reginald, who didn’t know the young man’s true motive and believed his words, smiled. He took David’s feigned concern for him as a sign of David changing and attributed it to the punishment he gave him working. Speaking of the punishment, what was going to happen now that the guard
Jeremiah, Kingston, and Steven went to Reginald’s study while Elizabeth went back into Jeremiah’s room to spend some more time with Lynette’s corpse.Since the body would most definitely be kept in Jeremiah’s room until the funeral tomorrow, this was going to be her only moment of privacy with her former protégé. Though it would be a one-sided conversation, as Lynette could talk back, Elizabeth was going to say everything she had in her chest and hopefully feel at ease with losing someone she cared about so soon.A couple of minutes later, after finally being at peace with Lynette’s passing, Christabel came to the room and she too got her chance to say goodbye to her friend and fellow protégé.After that, Christabel and Elizabeth reminisced on past moments they and Lynette spent together when she was alive and the experience made the remaining two form a stronger bond than what they had before.Just then, the room door was knocked. “Who is it?” Christabel asked after Elizabeth used