Chapter 6

• Enraged as he woke up, because the alarm rang at such a loud volume in the morning. Jay had such a horrible night, he had fallen asleep as soon as he arrived home with hopes that he would get enough sleep and rest from the whole issues from last night.
• He was tired to the bone, heartbroken and felt used. Everything seemed to be happening so fast.
• Sadly, yet, he had to get ready for work, the same company he had put in his efforts, zeal and time in, only to be caught up with some sort of “Will” and irrelevant demand.
• “What do I gain after all my efforts on Shied Limited?” he thought, feeling tired as he made for the bathroom, “This is my right and I’ll make sure I get it at cost!”
• He clutched his pounding head in pain, feeling the after effects of last night's drinking.
• “Hey baby, I made you breakfast,” Rose came in, holding a tray of bacon and cheese sandwiches as she walked into his room.
• Caught by surprise as to why she would not just let him be,
• “What the hell are you doing here Rose? I thought I asked you to leave?” He fired at her.
• “Yes baby, I did leave, but came in this morning, hoping we've gotten over what had happened yesterday, plus I have a spare, remember?” she answered, pushing towards him as she dropped the tray.
• “Rose, let me warn you and make it clear, this time, I’m damn serious. I do not want to see you anywhere close to me. Now pick this nonsense up and get out of here!” pointing at the tray of bacon and cheese sandwiches she had brought.
• Unlike many other times, Jay was dead serious about his decision and Rose was scared. Her world would crumble if she gives up on settling things with him.
• “Okay! I'll leave,” she turned to the door.
• “Hey! My keys…” stretching his hand to receive it from her. “And take this trash out of here,” he said, making reference to the food she had placed on the bedside table.
• Rose felt it, she knew she had lost, but she wasn’t going to accept such defeat. She wouldn’t stand it if he ended up in the arms of another woman.
• She loved him to some extent, although she had not been really committed to him. She was ashamed of how things had turned out, how she had jeopardized her chances of marrying one of the richest businessmen in the city, the next heir to the Shield Limited.
• Jay was almost ready for work and about stepping out when Max called.
• “Hey buddy! I’m sorry about last night,” Max voiced from the other end of the phone.
• “It’s no problem, I really do not fancy such things.”
• “I know, I just wanted to help cool you down, after all you went through yesterday,” he laughed.
• “With a slut? You wanted me to cool myself with a slut? Come on dude, you know me more than that. I’d rather stay single than do that. I don’t patronize such,” Jay replied disgustingly.
• “ Yeah, I get you, “Mr. Serious” and I apologize for that,” Max said jokingly, ending the call.
• The other night, Max had come in with a strange lady claiming she would help ease his mind. He was in shock at how Max would think he would stoop low to patronize a prostitute just because he was having a bad time and wanted to relieve his stress.
• Jay had always been a one-woman’s man. He believed he could get any lady he wanted but he would not settle for someone lesser. He needed a good woman, one who would reciprocate his faithfulness.
• “Such features in a woman, at this age? I’ll probably have to cross the Red Sea to search for her,” he thought.
• Worse still, he recalled he had a time frame to meet up with his father’s wish.
• As he drove through the busy road filled with busy legs going about their business, he noticed everyone seemed to be know where they were headed. Of course, it was morning, that time of the day when people had things to catch up with, especially trains and the sun was in no doubt kind to have been less scorching that morning.
• The regular cafe where he usually gets his morning coffee wasn't crowded. Unlike other days, he got in the queue and made his order, then headed back straight to his car.
• He had never been a fan of sitting in the cafeteria to drink his tea or coffee, he would rather sip it while driving and listening to the early morning news from the car’s radio.
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• “Good morning sir,” Ivy greeted as Jay got into his office, “You have a visitor, he’s been here for a while now.”
• “A visitor? What's his name?” Peeping through some documents he had on his desk with less attention on Ivy.
• “Erm..mm, I’m sorry sir, I didn’t ask him his name,” she replied, aware and ashamed of how unethical that was.
• “So what’s your job then, Moron?”
• “H…he told me he is a lawyer, the family lawyer,” Ivy recalled, she must have had a lot of things going through her head to have forgotten tiny things in such a short period of time.
• “Okay, let him in,” adjusting the collar of his shirt as he sat upright.
• Walking into the office, Jay stood up to receive the attorney with a handshake, “Good morning Attorney. Hope you haven’t been waiting for too long?”
• “Good Morning Mr. Jay. Not at all,” he replied.
• Noticing he hasn’t offered him a seat yet, “Oh! Have a seat sir. Coffee or Tea? And to what do I owe this visit?”
• “No. I’m good, thank you. Well without wasting much of your time, I suppose your mother might have discussed the issue at stake with you,” he stated as he made himself comfortable.
• “The will?”
• He didn't have to act surprised because he was already aware and couldn't deny the fact that he knew why the attorney came.
• “Mr. Attorney, my father was your friend, and to be frank with you, I’m disappointed at how you encouraged him to go on with such inconsiderate demand,” he said.
• Though the attorney was a friend of his late father, he could not possibly have made decisions for his client.
• “Look, Mr. Jay, you’re getting this wrong. I am not in the position to tell my clients how their wishes or wills should be written, I do not own the properties. It’s only mandatory for me to make it go as they want,” the attorney said as he sternly defended himself.
• “Oh really? Interesting,” Jay let out in quite a disrespectful way.
• “You and I know that even when my father was alive and sick, I have been the one running this company on his behalf. I never for once failed this company, so why the unreasonable wish?”
• “Well, only your father, Mr. Green Hilton can answer that, I’m sorry. That's what he wished for, if it’s not possible you know the consequences already.”
• Jay could not believe his ears, was he getting threatened over his own rights?
• “Consequences? What consequences? What the hell are you saying?” he asked shockingly as his eyes widen in disbelief.
• Was all his efforts in past years for the company going to be thrown into the gutters without due appreciation?
• “Jay, you’re grown already, your father needs to be sure you have a family and at least with that you'll birth the next heir of the company,” the attorney answered, ignoring his question.
• “I see, that's still nonsense by the way!”
• “Whichever way you see it, you just have to dance to the music or you’ll forfeit all of these,” practically using his hands to wave around the office.
• “That’s not possible, I own Shield Limited and that's on, period!” he slammed his working table as he rose up in anger.
• “Well let’s see how that works for you, Jay,” he retorted, not minding Jay's outburst, he got up to leave.
• “Wait, you have not told me what consequences you meant,” Jay insisted, recalling that the attorney had earlier mentioned something about having consequences if he failed to meet the necessary procedures.
• A long silence enveloped the office space.