New Plan
Another guard took a pocket knife from the table and the man's eyes widened, wondering what they were going to do to him. His eyes shifted to Jason, who had a sinister smile plastered on his face.
"What are you going to do?" the man asked, sounding agitated.
"Huh, I have not started anything, and you just lost your nerves," Jason sneered.
Peter put a drop of what was in the container, which was still making a fizzy sound, on the ground and there was smoke. They all quickly put on a mask as the liquid produces more smoke as it burns the ground. The man started coughing because he was without a mask. They all removed their masks after a minute when the liquid was done burning. That part of the floor turned dark.
"The next drop will be on your wound," Jason said.
"I don't have any wound," said the man, trembling in his seat.
Jason just moved his gaze to the guard holding the pocket knife and the man gulped.
"Now that my terms are clearly communicated, are you ready to talk?" questioned Jason.
"It was a woman. She called me and sent me a picture of that lady and asked me to kill her. She sent me some money and said it was a 50% down payment and I will get the remaining 50% once the job is done," the man spilt the bean.
"Which woman?" asked Jason through gritted teeth.
"I don't know, I only got a call," the man replied.
"I believe you," Jason said and got up from the seat, looking at Peter.
Peter nodded and the guard with the knife moved towards the man and two guards pulled the man's hand out, holding it in place.
"Wait, I told you everything," the man said as the guards held him in place.
"Yes, you did. This is for the knife mark you gave my wife," Jason said over his shoulder and walked towards the exit.
"You bastard, I am going to kill you," the man yelled after Jason.
"You can yell all you want, this basement is soundproof," Jason said, and closed the door behind him.
"Please, please, please, I didn't do it on purpose, please," the man pleaded as one guard exposed his hand.
Next, there was a scream in the basement. Jason went back to the 6th floor and left instructions. The man should be handed over to the police to handle the rest, and they should investigate what the man said.
Jason returned to his room to find Julia sleeping on the sofa. He stared at her for a while and his gaze shifted to the plaster on her neck, a reminder of the knife wound inflated on her, and he became angry. He went to the bathroom, took a quick shower and returned to the room. He sat on the bed watching Julia's sleeping face.
Meanwhile, in Mrs Haward's room, she was on the phone speaking to someone. "The plan failed. He was caught," she said.
"Well, you never said anything about Jason having an army of guards. He took down the four guards, and he thought that was it," complained the person.
"Well, not my fault. I knew the rest would be sleeping," Mrs Haward said in resignation.
"For some reason, I believe, looking at how you find out about Julia, Jason knows nothing about who she is. So we can leave that. For our new plan; we can make it known to the world that Jason is not a Haward, hence a false heir. Make the announcement grand. A public humiliation. He will leave," the person suggested.
"That sounds perfect, but someone needs to manage that company. He is doing a good job so far," Mrs Haward said.
"Let your son James manage it," the person suggested.
"James, he will turn all the companies into clubs," Mrs Haward replied.
"Looks like you have work to do. Get him to learn a thing or two, and you can kick Jason out," the person suggested, and Mrs Haward agreed before ending the call.
Mrs Haward sat on the bed thinking about how to convince James to start going to work with Jason. What she did not know was that Mirenda was behind her door listening in on all the conversation.
Mirenda already had her suspicions and just wanted to confirm. She had only come to confront her mother when she heard her on a call, so she decided to listen in.
"So it was you? Mum, that was too far," Mirenda said, entering the room uninvited, startling Mrs Haward.
"What gave you that impression?" Mrs Haward asked with a frown.
"I heard your conversation," Mirenda replied.
"What are you? A cockroach? What are you doing eavesdropping," Mrs Haward said, getting up from her bed.
"Mum, I would accept anything but killing, come on mum," Mirenda said in frustration.
"Get out of my room and one word from you to anyone and I will send you to hell myself," Mrs Haward said, holding Mirenda by her neck.
Mirenda left Mrs Haward's room for hers the moment Mrs Haward released her.
"If only I had not gotten drunk that night, you wouldn't have existed," Mrs Haward said with disdain and quickly went to the bathroom to take a shower, recalling the night with the man who had gotten her pregnant with Mirenda.
She would have aborted the pregnancy if Mr Haward hadn't found out about it. Her skin crawls recalling the man whom she found to be grossed touching her.
Back in Jason's room. He took his phone and took a close shot of Julia's face and locked it in his phone gallery. After that, he left the room, feeling uncomfortable sleeping on the bed while she slept on the sofa. He also could not bring himself to carry her to bed. He went to his study and decided to get some work done instead.
As early as 6 a.m., Jason steps out of his study and runs into Mrs Haward.
"Jason, can I talk to you?" Mrs Haward asked and Jason nodded, going back to the study with her.
They both sat on the sofa and Mrs Haward stared at Jason for a while before speaking.
"My son, I just want to appreciate the good work you are doing in managing the company. I need a favour from you. I need you to teach James your brother," Mrs Haward said.
"That will take a lot of time, knowing he is not the business-minded type. I think, if there is something James is passionate about, we can help him develop that instead," Jason replied.
"Yes, but I want him to start coming with you to work moving forward, and learn about the company so you two can manage it together," Mrs Haward said, and Jason just stared at her.