What Michelle had predicted to be a fire turned out to be a tornado, a tsunami, an hurricane of flames, in a few hours after she had blown the whistle on her family, the reporter had aired the news and almost everyone, if not everyone had gone crazy.This was not just about any random family, it was about the Wildes, one of the richest families to have ever lived, and more information and tips kept pouring in, mostly from previous employers of one or both parties.The police were already involved, and an investigation was going to reopen on the case to suit the ire of the public, Michelle watched this from the sidelines, unaware of how she was supposed to feel.She was being praised by the public, most commended the blower on not turning a blind eye to the injustice and others wished she would show her real face soon, and it was something that almost made Michelle laugh, showing her face would mean her death, she had just realized what her family was capable of, and it sent a chill wo
Mason could not help the rage that coursed through his entire being as he listened to Madam Rodney speak, she revealed a lot of things, some things he perhaps wished were never revealed at all.He could not even believe his ears most of the time, and had to constantly stop her to ask questions.“Wait, did you just say we were not always this wealthy?” Mason asked in shock and she nodded with a sad and nostalgic smile on her lips. Mason was confused, he had no idea what to make of her tales, he could not bring himself to trust her, not now.“If you do not believe me then you can always confirm my words.” Madam Rodney offered, and Mason narrowed his eyes and name nodded for her to continue which she at least managed to do to her credit.“I made a deal with your parents, it was a bad deal guaranteed to go wrong even before it started, your parents agreed to it because they trusted me.” She narrated, and at this point Mason was seeing red, as he leaped from his seat and leaned over to her
Mason left her immediately. He had gotten what he had wanted with the promise to keep her locked up forever, and it was a promise he intended to keep. He was sick to his stomach after hearing everything, and he frankly had no idea what to do now. He had never thought his life was in so much danger until it had actually been.The news went crazy, reporters started tailing Mason wherever he went, and the police insisted on having a swat team with him every minute of the day.Mason had been reluctant to take the chaos and pandemonium back to his mansion, and had refrained from going back there for the past few weeks, with a message to Scarlett to also lay low for the time being.One thing he had come to realize was that no matter the situation, he could never hate Scarlett, it was just not in his DNA. He still loved her to pieces and wanted her protected from the chaos he was currently experiencing.For the first time in years Mason mourned his parents again, but this time he did it with
Mason stared at Ric standing beside him disheveled, and it gave him a small amount of pleasure before anger overwhelmed him, and he breathed through his nose to steady himself.“What do you want?” He asked Ric, and Ric noted the ice in his veins, suddenly it occurred to his entitled self that this was not going to be an easy task, he had been quite sure that stomping over to Mason's office would solve his problems, but judging by the unexpected hostility, well Ric was quite taken aback.“I need your help.” It physically pained him to say the words, he was not used to asking for anything, he was used to commanding it, and asking for help of any kind was absolutely abhorred. But right at that moment, he knew quite well that he was at the verge of being disowned, he knew his father meant every word he had said at that moment.He had seen his father through many moods, he had been able to discern his every step along the way, but it had been different last night, there was rage surroundi
They eventually reached the decision to meet back at the mansion, and Mason had an impromptu meeting where he had to suggest that Scarlett go before him and he would meet her there. He was not pleased with the meeting, but it was one he could not wave off because of the scale of it.They were meeting with the Elrics for the first time, and this just made Mason realize how far he had come in the game, they were meeting the Elrics in their turf, it was a power play more than anything, and simply meant that at the moment the Wildes had the upper hand in this game of wealth and power, and the feeling was almost intoxicating to Mason.Not letting your feelings show however was one of the rules of the game, so Mason attended the meeting with a perfectly blank face, portraying only a carefully drawn smile as the Elrics rose and greeted him, the exact same smile painted on their mouths and eyes.It was one of the things Mason had found off putting about the business world, the inability to be
Scarlett was quite sad to see Mason go, there was a whole lot she had not told him after all, but she doubted it was the right time, she would tell him when the dust was all settled, maybe it was time they looked into their own future.She was sick of the fighting, tired of the unrest, she wished for peace, just like a conqueror's sword grows heavy and he grows weary of battles, Scarlett Rodney was tired of fighting, there was a change in the air now, and it smelt of danger, she could smell it quite well, and she hoped that Mason could too, she needed him to understand and be careful.Ever since she found out he was the Mason Wilde the whole world had launched a search party for, this had been her number one fear, that marrying one of the richest men in the world would only mean inheriting his decade old enemies.But she had been reassured, told that everything would be fine, and now she felt like she had been lied to, nothing was fine, not her husband, not the situation surrounding t
Mason alighted from his car and viewed the stunning view before him, his grandfather had always seemed so much wider than life to him, so it was a shock indeed when he heard that the formidable man had chosen to retire to the countryside to enjoy some good country air, he had no idea what he expecting of the place, but it was surely not this.It looked like something straight out of a picture with a long drive up to the house that Mason had spent twenty minutes on behind the wheels, but seeing the house itself was even more impressive, it looked like something straight out of a fairytale.The manor-like home was spiraling into several acres behind it, and all in all it was one of the grandest things Mason had ever seen. He was nervous, he would not even deign to deny it, what he could remember about his grandfather was when he was ten, and then the man had seemed so large and dwarfed everyone so much that like a looming wall, daunting and inescapable.Mason doubted he would look lik
“I don't understand Grandfather.” Mason replied in a very upfront manner, he truly did not understand what his grandfather meant, so far he had only been threatened by the Wilson's and even that threat was gone, so what could his grandfather possibly be going on about?“What on earth don't you understand?!” His grandfather yelled, standing up to pace uneasily.“Did you really think that inheriting a company and enterprise like Microloft would be so easy?” His grandfather scoffed, and Mason jumped to his feet, his eyes brimming red with anger. “Easy?! You think any of these has been easy!!” He yelled angrily. “I had fucking assassins infiltrate my home while my wife and family were in residence!” Mason yelled out just as loud, and his grandfather sighed, returning his seat..”The Martinez's, the Azumabitos from Japan, the Elrics from Europe. They are currently dominating the technology industry as of now.” Mr Wilde explained, and every was too accurate for Mason to not let his jaw fa