The D-Day finally came and Jake along with his family and their 200 guests went aboard The Siren, a 1000-foot-long cruise ship that would be their party venue for the next 24 hours.
“This is amazing!” Victoria squealed with utmost delight.
She was dressed almost identically to Megumi who wore a shimmery pink floor-length gown with a thigh-high slit and thin straps. However, Victoria’s version was the same colour and fabric but with cap sleeves and without the slit.
Jake and James wore bespoke formal suits that were tailored to perfection. They looked like fraternal twins born several decades apart.
Their guests arrived promptly and began to climb unto the ship. Each of them felt extra special to be invited to such an exclusive party.
On Meg’s insistence, Jake had permitted a handful of press people to attend the event but they were forbidden from taking pictures or filming a video. Only Jake’s appointed media
“What do you know about Sandra Barnes?” Jake asked Dono the next day after the party.“The name doesn’t ring a bell. Who is she?”“Some weirdo who found her way onto the ship and some noise about writing an expose editorial piece about me on The Daily Cable.”“And you’re bothered?”“Not exactly, but there was something about her confidence that tells me she has some solid backing to come after me like that.”“That’s how journalists roll. They’re all bark and no bite. She just wanted to rattle you and see what she can get out of you. I wouldn’t sweat it if I were you.”“Still… I want to know who she is and what her deal is.”“Fine. I’ll look her up and get back to you.”“Thanks.”He hung up and leaned back in his home office chair. He felt restless because his real
“The Underdog Billionaire is back in the news but this time, he has been renamed as ‘The Billionaire with no History,’ by award-winning investigative journalist, Sandra Barnes. The explosive piece which was published in Barnes’ column yesterday has since been the talk of the town, trending on all social media platforms and raising eyebrows about Jake Turner and his rise to fame and fortune.”Megumi clicked the power button on the remote control and the TV went off. Her husband had been the hot topic on every TV channel for the past 24 hours and she was sick of it already.“You should sue that bitch, you know,” she said angrily. “you can’t let her get away with spreading those lies about you. How dare she?”“That’s exactly what she wants,” Jake replied calmly. “she’s doing all of this just to get my attention but I’m not falling for it.”“If
“Stop calling me, Boris. Clean up your mess by yourself!”“Alright, fine. I apologize for threatening you before. I need to get Ivan and Irina out of that place.”“That’s none of my business. I warned you but you wouldn’t listen. I don’t mess with the FBI.”“Come on, Jake. Name your price and I’ll pay it. I need Ivan out of that cell.”“I’m sorry, I can’t help you with that.”“Imagine if I’d said the same thing when you needed my protection from that Italian criminal. Or when your daughter was kidnapped and you needed a team of assassins to extract her from your enemy’s domain.”Jake was silent. Boris was right. He had come to his rescue many times even at the shortest notice. The least Jake could do now was to try and help him free his crew.However, this was a good time for a renegotiation. He wanted out of this to
“What are you doing here?”“I could ask you the same thing, Jason.”“That’s Agent Anderson, to you.”Jake chuckled. “Why should I address you by a title that is no longer yours?”Jason glowered at Jake. He was a tall, hefty man in his fifties with greying black hair, icy blue eyes, a square beardless jaw and an ego the size of Texas.He’d been fishing quietly at the lake which was a short distance from his small house on the outskirts of town. When Jake and Darius showed up at his quiet place, his hand had instinctively flown to his pistol which he kept hidden in the waistband of his pants.He disliked Jake at first sight because the billionaire seemed like a cocky prick and talked like one. Jason wondered if he could empty a few rounds into this intruder and his companion, and get away with it.“Don’t bother,” Jake said calmly as if reading his mind. &ldquo
“What an honour it is to finally meet you in person,” Atticus Fletcher beamed happily as he shook Jake’s hand backstage after he received the award for the most enterprising CEO.He was the organizer of this awards ceremony and he was a retired investment banker and now a renowned business consultant with solid connections in every sector of the economy.Jake had been avoiding this event every year since that time when he and Morgan were attacked on their way home after his first award. Pierce had been standing in for him since then but unfortunately, his dependable COO was out of the country for a much-needed vacation with his family.Since that first win, Turner Group had won a variety of awards over the years and different categories. However, this year, the award was specifically for him and he didn’t want to snub the event by giving flimsy excuses not to show up.“Thank you, for always finding me and my conglomerate wort
One week after Jake’s run-in with Sandra, she followed through with her threat and published another explosive piece about him.However, this time around, she included excerpts from his rivals including Jude Weiss, Patrick Sawyer and other former members of The Association who had participated in the class action lawsuit against him in the past.Jake was so pissed he couldn’t hide his anger. Within 24 hours, the media was thrown into a frenzy by the shocking claims made by Sandra’s sources in the publication.Before Jake could even call his lawyers, his story was already trending worldwide and a petition was made, calling on the authorities to investigate his questionable business ethics.“Am I supposed to ignore this too?” He asked Fletcher angrily.“Well, we could sue her for libel but let’s not forget that Patrick Sawyer has enough evidence to support everything he said in that interview. That’s not a good look for your case.”“What are you saying? That I let that stupid woman get
“Where are we?” Sandra asked with a yawn.“Honolulu,” Jake replied. “I bought this private resort recently. It’s still under construction but it will be ready to open in a few months.”“It looks perfect to me. It’s such a relaxing place and I especially love how secluded it is from the rest of the city.”“That’s the idea.”“You’re such a brilliant guy. Is it any wonder that I am hopelessly attracted to you?”“You have a strange way of showing your feeling though. Why would you air me out like that?”“Are we back to that again? I thought I already apologized. Besides, you can tell me the truth now.”Jake adjusted himself and put a little distance between him and Sandra. They were lying in bed in one of the executive suites in the unfinished resort.He prided himself on being a man with solid self-control but this insanely sexy woman had shattered all of that and gotten him right where she wanted.He’d known that sex with Sandra would be a feisty affair but nothing in this world could
“Thank you for agreeing to see me, Mr Turner. I’m Detective Louis Logan from the Chicago Police Department.”“Chicago?” Jake marvelled.“Yes, sir. May I sit down?”“Of course,” Jake answered, pointing at one of the chairs in front of his office desk.The lanky man sat down and adjusted his grey jacket that was worn over a multicoloured shirt. His tan hair was thinning and tied back in a neat ponytail. His full moustache reminded Jake of Burt Reynolds.“So, I’m not going to take much of your time, I’ll just go straight to the point.”“Ok.”“I’m here to talk about Patrick Sawyer’s death.”Jake was stunned. “He’s dead?”The detective was watching him closely. “Yes, that’s what I said. Didn’t you know?”“No.”“Well, he died last week Thursd