“Whew.” Young breathed as he laughed together with Mark and Mason in the Wildes' new home. He was recounting the past events to Mark and the other was having a fit as he listened, sprawled on the luxurious sofa and laughing his brains out, while Mason sat with pursed lips, pretending not to listen to the conversation and work on his laptop, while his friends had the time of their lives as Young recounted his varied expressions throughout the experience to Mark and conveniently forgot to talk about the parts he played. Mason rolled his eyes again.
“I cannot believe the nerve of Juliet.” Mark hollered as he shook his head. “Some people really do not change.”
Young nodded as he thought about what Mark had said. “I guess you are right Mark.” He nodded. “Makes me wonder i
“Did you hear that?” Mason asked Rita after Brown left, raising a brow as he stared at her. Amusement lightening his eyes to a clear blue. Rita let out a small giggle as she gathered her things and stood up.“I heard from him, Sir. Quite well might I add?” She shrugged and Mason laughed, but he knew quite well it would be foolish to underestimate someone like Brown. The lifting of the decree would happen in three days' time, and he also knew that sitting around and chit chatting was a sure way to lose, so heaved himself up, still shaking his head with a slow and low chuckle.“Why? I think he just threatened me!” He exclaimed and Rita laughed along. Brown was a formidable opponent, that much was clear now.“He definitely did, Sir.&rdq
The chaos around him finally woke Ric up, he sat up slowly and stared around, unable to comprehend what had happened, why was his head aching so much? Why did he feel groggy? What exactly happened? He could not pinpoint it, but he knew he had to stand up right now, shaking the dizziness from his head, he tried and fell right back on his ass.“Oh my God!” Emerald gritted her teeth as she stared at her brother on the floor, and the negative attention he was busy attracting to himself and to her. Every press was not good press, she tugged on his shoulder. “Get up right now!” She shrieked. “Everyone is watching.” She paused and looked around frantically. “Dad is watching!”At this point Ric stumbled to his feet, regardless of the groggy feeling he felt, as soon as he stood, he f
Mark evaluated the vast expanse of land before him in wonder and astonishment, he really could not comprehend what his friend was trying to do here, but he respected it, should it work everybody would scramble for a part of it, it was a vision he understood well, but he wondered if Mason himself understood the magnitude of what he was trying to accomplish, it would not be an easy feat. And everyone was bound to attack him as doing this would ruin the balance of power in the industry. Nobody would sit idly while another is rapidly gaining rise in power. Him purchasing the Verona Park had already put him under inspection whether he knew it or not, or liked it or not. He was being monitored now as a person of interest, and Mark knew his friend, while ambitious and clever, would still never be as cruel and as manipulative as the big sharks in the pond. He was just not brought up that way, and Mark dropped the pair of binoculars he had been using to view t
“To Mason?!” Madam Rodney hollered furiously. “You could not find a better person to sell my legacy to?!” She screamed and Jason flinched, shuffling closer to Elicia for support, he really was quite bemused. For the life of him he could not grasp the turn of events, which was quite strange considering that he spent most of his precious days scheming and yet seemed to understand precious little about it. The reason however was quite clear and simple. Jason was just not very smart. I mean he liked to pretend he was, but most of the time he feigned confidence to hide the real bumbling fool that he was inside, and this was something Jason knew quite well but something that he refused to take the blame for and was more than ready to blame it on genetics.“Would you say something!” Madam Rodney yelled a command again as soon as Mason had walked out leaving the Rodney family gobsmacked. Scarlett shook her head in silence, and the action brought her unwanted attention.“You!” Madam Rodney tur
Mason was pacing as Scarlett reclined comfortably on his chair, a bandage around her wrists, and a blanket on her laps. She had barged into his office in tears and hysteria and Mason had ordered the building to be shut down after effectively banning anything from getting in or out. After that the cops were summoned and it was almost as if the first lady of the United States had been attacked, Scarlett rolled her eyes at the dramatics and hysteria around, particularly from her husband and she sighed again. She knew he was terrified for her sake and pissed as well, and she tried to convey to him through words and actions that she was fine, but it was something he was not even about to hear from her.“Sir, the young lady's family are outside.” A policeman said as he poked his head through the door, and Mason grimaced. “It seems news of the attack has circulated Sir. They moved fast.” At this, Mason groaned. The Rodneys were nothing if not determined to be a thorn in his neck. How come t
Ric glared at his reflection in the mirror. When you hear the phrase, plans go wrong then they were definitely talking about him. After the whole fiasco with his father and Emerald, he was resolved to do something, and the more he thought about the numerous embarrassments he had faced with Mason involved, the worse his anger got, till it had risen to unimaginable levels. But when he hired the fool standing before him to give Scarlett Wilde, the wife of Mason, a scare, he definitely did not mean on such a profound level. And as he listened to the news, he was stunned to realize it has very well turned to a national crisis. Ric sighed again. He supposed he should feel good about himself at least, if nothing else he had managed to cause such a level of unsettling within the great public. But as he thought about it again, he realized that might not be such a good idea. He just hoped he had appeared well wishing enough in all their previous meetings
Mason walked thoughtfully ahead, his secretary was behind him, and Rita was beside him with about ten executives walking by his side. He was there physically, but he was also not there. The thought of what Scarlett was up to was keeping him preoccupied, and he wished he could be there with her, but he was not and he knew he was being distracted for nothing. His security team was top notch, and he was confident that they would be able to keep her safe.“What do you think Sir?” Rita asked, peering into his face expectedly, and Mason jolted to a stop when he realized that everyone was now peering at him curiously. Truth was that he could not recall a thing Rita had said, but he also knew he could not give it away. Clearing his throat abruptly, he glanced at the watch on his wrist, stalling for time.“Ah yes.” He
Mason hung his head as he listened to Scarlett recite to him a long list of reasons why he should not treat her like the flower she was not. He understood Scarlett's wish for independence, and not just independence, for the ability to not be a liability. He knew more than anything that she was terrified of holding him down and he understood, not just that, he loved her even more for her determination and drive and for the iron will she possessed. She had been through a whole lot these past few years, Mason knew that clearly, more than half of her suffering had stemmed from people's disapproval of their union and Scarlett's strong headedness as she refused to listen to what was honestly common sense. Mason had known of his many shortcomings, and it seemed the only one that failed to recognize his shortcomings for what they were was his Scarlett. She had accepted to marry him even though she was dying of fright and had to deal with her family turning on her and having to tie herself t