In a densely lit room, files had been strewn across the floor, the huge office table was disoriented and the wall TV screen had Ben broken with a remote hinging amdist its cracks. A man of about fifty stood there, a bird nest on his head, his tie crooked and his suit full of creases. His eye bags were an indication of how the past days had been tough on him "What nonsense is this?" his raspy thunderous voiced boomed angrily.
He was in a dishevelled state since the night at the party, he hadn't slept well, the reports he received were all vexing and everything became so frustrating that he wanted to kill somebody.
All the reports that his secretary managed to attain from the past years vexed him greatly. The boy whom he had killed with his own hands was not dead! He had even joined the army and had achieved greatly!! All these year's he'd been relaxed thinking the problem in his way had been solved and what? He comes back knocking on his door on his big day. That day, he had been embarrassed thoroughly, luckily he managed to suppress the media before things got ugly the other double he had been using all these years had suddenly vanished and it's been days without a trace of him.
The heirs gang massacre that night had made the others lose trust in him. Now everything was going south ever since he returned.
His secretary Wilson's tablet vibrated and a notification email popped but looking at Lucas now, it was not a good idea to inform him.
Lucas noticed his secretary's uneasiness, "what is it?"
"Sir, our request to collaborate with Predator Conglomerate has been rejected." Wilson broke the bad news.
"Try arranging an appointment with the CEO. Those young blood are not easy to handle. Prepare my car, I need to get home." he said tiredly.
"Noted!!"and Wilson left to handle his tasks.
Lucas made his way to his bedroom and showered, reset himself and walked out looking fresh and clean. He boarded his private elevator theat brought him to the basement parking. Wilson was already there waiting for him and they boarded the car leaving the company for the Brooke family house.
"Sir, chief requested to meet you today."
"Schedule dinner with him."
"Yes."
"Did you bring the gifts for my daughter's birthday?"
"Yes sir, Young madam is still angry and refused to eat. She's been locked up in her room since yesterday and rejected four modelling collaborations."
"Sigh, I've spoilt her too much. Prepare a ticket, I'll send her away for a few years!" but seeing the look Wilson was giving him through the rare view mirror, Lucas chuckled darkly, "am only trying to be more convincing."
Lucas looked away and proceeded to book the tickets. Reaching the Brooke's mansion, the butler and maids were awaiting his return.
"Welcome home master!!" they said in unison.
He just walked away and proceeded to the sitting room where he found his wife with her friends having a merry time. "Good afternoon Mr Brooke!" they greeted him.
"Mmm, good afternoon ladies. Don't mind me, this old man will make himself as invincible as possible." he joked.
The ladies laughed except his wife who looked at him with ridicule. "Wife, can I have a word?" He spoke softly.
Mrs Brooke stood up and excused herself and followed him to his study. "Where have you been all these days? You even missed our daughter's birthday!! Were you with that mistress of yours?! I heard she's pregnant!!"
A war ensued in Lucas' study and he could only leave as the defeated. Knocking on his daughter's door. "Honey, dad is back!!!" But was greeted with silence. "Princess, could you please open the door, papa is sorry for missing your birthday. It won't happen again." He still was met with silence.
"Butler Brown!" he called out and the old man appeared almost immediately. "At your service." he said with a bow.
"Did you check on my girl?"
"Young miss refused to open the door, Sir!"
"How can you be careless what if she had hurt herself and needed help? Open up, I need to see my daughter!!"
Regardless of how Tracy was angry, when he apologized she would mellow down. He felt a sense of déjà vu.
The butler hurriedly opened the door but it was such from inside.
A bodyguard was called and he managed to break down the door. Lucas broke in and scanned the room, she was not on the bed, in her study, neither in her closet where she normally hid. The maid who was searching the bathroom was given a scare that she screame don the top of her voice when she saw the state of the young madam. She was in a bathtub filled with bloody water.
Back at Jason's penthouse, the day had run as usual and it was morning, the guys were having breakfast merrily as work had been aside to relax for a while. They heard light steps descending and this drew their attention to the staircase only to see a pale beauty with the IV drip comming down with much difficulty that she was shaking and sought support from the railing.
She had not noticed the young men as she was awed with the interior of this house. Simple yet elegant that she smiled lightly. She had thought that she had died but was given a shock this morning when she found herself in a room, her wound had been dressed and it was not painful anymore. She must have been lucky, even this time round, she survived dying. She couldn't be any grateful to God and the good samaritan.
The young men at the table had held their breathe while one idiot held his laughter as Jenny was dressed in oversized grey pajamas. She had folded them but still they looked big on her. Noticing an ambiguous aura, she turned to her left side and was met with six pairs of eyes. She was startled but when she recognised who they were, she gave them a weak smile. "Good morning!" her voice chocked. It was like the play button had been pressed.
James stood from his seat and rushed to her side to support her, "You've finally woken up, you gave us a fright!!" James beamed in relief. Mike dashed to the kitchen to prepare extra breakfast, Liam cleared a seat for her next to Jason and Travis rushed back to her room to collect the IV drip metal handle. Watching their enthusiastic behaviour made Jenny smile, James helped her settle on the high bar stool next to the kitchen counter. She turned and looked at Jason who was the less enthusiastic person in the place. He only spared her a single glance and went back to his breakfast. Jenny too chose to ignore him.
When James saw this, his mischievous self resurfaced. "Your Jenny right?!"
Jenny nodded lightly. "Ahhhh, you don't know how worried we were when you didn't wake up!!"
"Am sorry I made you worried."
"No worries, we are happy to take care of you. Right Jason?!" He eyed Jason who gladly ignored him. "Hahaha, don't mind him, he's just an ice block but he was the one who mostly took care of you." This made Jason pause in his action and glare at James. Receiving the reaction he was expecting, James smirked triumphantly. Jenny turned to Jason, "Am sorry for the trouble and thanks for taking care of me."
"Mmmm" and he dived back in his meal.
Her breakfast was served and the IV drip she had in her hand had been hung on its handle and the breakfast resumed it's glory.
"Am James Williams, your humbled doctor." He credited himself with a professional smile.
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