Mr. James inner eyes flew open immediately, he wasn't expecting that question from Jeremy, but he still managed to betray no emotion. With a careful precision, he lifted his cup of coffee to his lips and as he took a sip, his mind was running wild with what to say to Jeremy.Jeremy's eyes had never left his face, studying every of his silent cues, and after about five seconds of thick silence, Mr. James removed the mug from his lips and a broad smile masked his face."Your wife? So you're married already," He stated warmly, locking eyes with Jeremy whose smile was far from his face.Mr. James feigned calmness seemed to get under Jeremy's skin and he couldn't stand James' hypocrisy anymore. He wasn't going to give Mr. James any way out. No, he wasn't going to play along with him."Don't try to play dumb with me, James," Jeremy's voice rang with a simmering anger, his jaw clenched with a fierce determination.Mr. James at his words furrowed his brows, "what are you talking about, Jeremy
Mr. James zoned out for a few moments as Jeremy made his way towards the door, the air in the room thick with tension. Realizing the effect this was having, Mr. James quickly laughed, attempting to diffuse the situation. "Oh please, Jeremy! What nonsense are you thinking?" he chuckled, hoping to ease the situation. "There's no way someone is paying me to sabotage you. That's just ridiculous!"With a derisive snort, Mr. James said, "You're delusional if you think someone is paying me to sabotage you, Jeremy. You've barely spent a week in my country, and you're already paranoid about your safety?" He punctuated his retort with a sharp laugh. "Let's get one thing straight: the only reason you're enjoying any glory here is because of your father. Without him, you're nothing more than a nobody.""It's obvious you've been riding on your father's coattails your entire life, Jeremy," Mr. James sneered, his tone dripping with contempt. "You think you're important, but the truth is, you're a sm
James shifted uncomfortably in his chair, his throat constricting with fear as the voice on the other end of the line spoke. "Will taking Jeremy down completely be possible, or are you still too afraid to face him?" the voice asked, a sinister edge to its tone.Clearing his throat nervously, James replied, "No sir, that will be easy to do," he boasted, his voice gaining a hint of bravado. "He's just a visitor in my country, and I'll make sure he returns home as a corpse."The voice let out a low, humorless chuckle, the sound sending a shiver down James' spine. "See that you do," it replied, the malice in its tone unmistakable. "And remember, failure is not an option. I will not tolerate incompetence, especially when it comes to dealing with a threat like Jeremy."James swallowed hard, his hands clenching into fists as he tried to maintain his composure. "I understand, sir," he replied, his voice trembling slightly. "I won't let you down."There was a brief pause, and then the voice sp
The Kaiden patriarch was furious. His face was twisted in anger, and he slammed his hands on the table. "Jeremy Nathaniel is a bastard, just like his father," he roared.His voice was loud and powerful, echoing through the room. The patriarch shook his head, a sneer twisting his features. "I was wrong about Jeremy Nathaniel. He's not the fool I thought he was. I have to admit, he's got more brains than his father, the useless fool who fell into our trap and ended up marrying my daughter."He laughed, but there was no joy in it, only bitterness and spite.The patriarch stood up from his chair, his eyes blazing with hatred as he strode to the window. "I contacted the foreign partners to his father's company, knowing that Jeremy wouldn't know how to run it without his father's help. I convinced them to back out of their deal, but Jeremy somehow convinced them to stay. I must admit, he must be good!"His laughter was cold and cruel, like the chill of a winter wind.Jeremy Nathaniel had t
Jeremy, deep in thought, gazed tenderly at his wife and daughter sleeping in peaceful harmony. He then quietly stepped into the living room, retrieving his phone to study James' company profile one final time. With a deep breath, he steeled himself for what he knew must be done. Jeremy carefully extracted the recorder pen from his pocket, his mind reeling at the significance of what he held. With a flick of a button, he was plunged into a replaying of James' words, a confession he had surreptitiously recorded during their meeting. Every word, every breath, was immortalized on the device, ready to be unleashed.With a triumphant smirk, Jeremy paused the recording, his mind already spinning with possibilities. "It takes two to play the game, and I'm not about to lose," he muttered, seizing his phone to call Jefferson. Time zones be damned - while it was night in New York, the light of day still graced his homeland, and he was eager to strike James while the iron was hot."Boss!" came J
Jeremy grew increasingly restless upon seeing the message that had been sent by the man. Frustrated and worried, he exclaimed, "Over my dead body! I will never allow the one I love to be put in harm's way." He immediately grabbed his phone to contact the man, but to his dismay, the number was unreachable and the man was no longer active online.As Jeremy pondered over the man's proposal, his anger and frustration grew in intensity, propelling him towards the thought of eliminating James and his backers with a newfound urgency. The thought of them posing a threat to the person he loved only intensified his determination to stop them at any cost.As Jeremy's efforts to contact the man proved futile, his mind swirled with worry and agitation. With a heavy heart, he entered the bedroom where his beloved wife lay in peaceful slumber. He gazed upon her beauty and gently brushed his lips against hers in a tender goodbye before retiring to bed for the night, unable to shake the uneasy feeling
Jeremy took a deep breath as the call ended. There was no way he was going to agree to that nonsense the man had just told him. He adjusted his countenance and walked back into the hostel room.As Jeremy entered the hostel room, Avery greeted him with a smile. "Just in time for breakfast!" she exclaimed.Jeremy managed to muster a smile in return, though his mind was still racing with worry. "I'll just wash up and join you and Mia for breakfast," he replied, trying to conceal the weight of his thoughts.As Jeremy turned to leave, Avery's gaze lingered on his face, her brow furrowed with concern. "Babe, is everything okay?" she asked.Jeremy forced a reassuring smile. "Everything's fine, love. I just need to clean up a bit," he replied, his tone light and dismissive. Inwardly, he knew that he was not being entirely truthful, but he was determined to shield Avery from the troubling situation.Avery seemed to accept his explanation, although a trace of worry still lingered in her eyes.
Jeremy brought out his phone from his pocket, seeing it was his wife that was calling he answered the call immediately.Jeremy heart skipped, as the words from his wife made his entire body vibrated. "Our daughter was involved in an accident and she's being rushed to the hospital." His hands shook as he dropped the phone, stumbling out of the delivery truck. His heart was pounding, his mind a whirl of thoughts. With his mind only focused on his daughter's safety, he hailed a taxi, jumping in as soon as it pulled up. As the taxi sped toward the hospital, He gripped the sides of the seat, trying to control his breathing as the fear for his daughter's life consumed him. The minutes felt like hours as they drew closer to the hospital.Jeremy stepped out of the taxi, barely remembering to pay the driver as he rushed into the hospital. Jeremy's voice trembled as he spoke to the nurse at the front desk. "My daughter was brought in here, her name is Mia Hamilton. She's eight years old," h