Novels by Black Jewel

Gerald had long left the hospital, however, his face had deteriorated and he had also refused treatment from the hospital. He refused to let any doctor touch his face apart from Doctor Blackman. However, no matter how he reached out to the doctor, he never got a reply. Now, he was staying at the secluded house Baron had grudgingly provided for him with an attendant by his side. “What is he saying? Did you tell him I agreed to the surgery he proposed before now?” He asked desperately. “I am sorry,” The attendant apologized with pity in her eyes. “He has warned me to stop contacting him otherwise he is going to involve the police.”“Ohh…” Gerald let out, his finger nicking his flesh as he was slowly immersed in worry. The doctors had said he had a tendency to have a stroke now due to the way his health had deteriorated. But then, he wasn't ready to give up. He was going to find adequate help by all means. “Contact Baron.” He ordered the attendant. At this point, he had no choice b

Five days later…“Have you heard?” A police officer rushed to the detective in charge of Chris’s case with a bewildered look.“What is it?” The detective asked, his gaze displeased. He had a lot on his mind, he was trying to connect the Westminster family to the bomblast but there were no leads. He also has not been able to contact Chase about their ongoing deal. “Reid has been found.” The officer said and immediately the detective whipped his head in his direction. “What…what do you mean?” He asked shakily. “Oh, you don’t know?” The officer laughed scornfully. “I thought you were the detective in charge of the case.” Of course, he knew this beforehand but then they all knew how much the detective had been so hyper about the case.“What do you mean by that?” The detective snapped! “It’s my case and I know everything about it.” He lied through his teeth so he wouldn't be seen as a fool. He was the one in charge but how could he not know? “I guess you know then…” The officer chuckle

“Family member?” Gerald muttered, his eyes flickering to the empty space in the corner of the ward. He was just like that, empty. His life, empty. On the other hand, the nurse wondered why he was thinking deeply about a family member. Did a billionaire like him not have someone to call his own?“Don’t you have one?” She probed. She was just curiously asking but Gerald felt like she was mocking him.“I do.” He blurted out without thinking. “Can you give me their names or contact?” She asked joyfully, feeling like there was progress. At least, if he had a family, they could help oversee his checkup. “Baron…” He whispered. “My son, Baron Rice.” The feel of those words on his mouth left a bitter feeling. He didn't have a son, he just had people he could use. “Okay, I will contact him. Rest well, for now.” The nurse quickly left. It was easy to get Baron’s contact especially when she contacted the police about Gerald’s case. They were overseeing the bomb blast incident. An hour later,

Gerald’s frail body was spread on the hospital bed while he stared at the white ceiling in frozen shock. He didn't know how he got there or how long he had been there. He just opened his eyes to see that he was there. He called for Chase, but there was nothing. No one was by his side. The door opened and he whirled his head to the side weakly. He saw a nurse walking in with the sweetest smile on her face and in that moment, his heart shifted a little. No one had ever smiled so sweetly at him before. Not even his parents. All his life, he was surrounded by misery. “Excuse me, good day.” She greeted. “I see you are awake. I would like to do a quick check-up on you. You don’t mind if I touch you, right?”Gerald couldn't speak, so he only nodded. The nurse moved closer, and though he didn't suffer any burns from the blast, she noticed that his face was a bit weird with little bruises here and there. He wasn't like this when he came in with the emergency unit. “Uhm, Mr. Rice, did you

It had been two days since Chris had been wallowing in the police cell with the detective in charge of his case passing mocking remarks to him. However, Chris was counting down in his mind, until the time his father would make a move. With the true Westminster power, he should be out in a day. However, it was now stretching to the third day. “Hey, you.” The detective walked to his cell, with a sneer that had been plastered on his face for the last 48hours. He gripped the bars and poked his face between the bars. His mashed-up face between those bars made Chris cringe a bit and he pulled away, due to the stench emanating from him. “Aren't you going to go home? You stink.” He hissed. “Why would I?” The detective smiled, his yellow teeth more visible. “When I personally escort you into jail, then I will leave for home. For now, I just want to watch your misery—”Ring!Ring!!!The detective’s head whirled around when sudden ringing sounds filled everywhere. Different stations were ge

Chase frowned, confusion riddled him, “What do you mean I was fooled?”In that moment, Gerald chuckled, “Like I said, you are a loyal dog who would never change its stripes. Dogs like you…” He licked his lips, taunting Chase even more. “Will always be led around, used, deceived, and dumped.” “Shut the fuck up and tell me the truth! Did you send Greg to kill me or not?” Chase barked, holding onto the old man’s shoulder, “I signed a document. Did you send him to do that too?”Gerald wasn't moved by his barking, he only continued to smile. No answer. He was reeling in Chase’s pain. “Damn it!” Chase cursed and slowly let go of the old man. His feet moved backward as he stepped out of the basement. As soon as the door closed behind him, he stumbled to the ground, struggling to even breathe. Darkness had overshadowed the mansion, the night sky brooding heavily as a storm was about to happen. A storm was happening in Chase’s mind too. All along, he had his suspicions. Chris had easily ag

Cora was seething, hated the way Carla ignored her while she was still carrying the baggage of being locked up for days. And when she sat by Robin’s side, she lost it. Deep down in her heart, she hated the sight of them together. “Get off him! You bitch!” Cora yelled, and her hands flew straight at Carla, and in the next second, she hurled her off Robin’s side. The strength that rippled through her was like never before and swiftly, she threw Carla in the middle of the room, her back crashing into the glass table there. Cora breathed heavily, her chest heaving while she stared down at Carla who had her head dripping with blood. “Cora…” Carla was in shock, and coupled with the pain from her injured hand and leg, she felt so dizzy as if she was about to pass out. “Robin…” She cried, with shaky voice and tears streaming down her face. “Are you going to let her do this to me? Everything being said on the news is a lie! You saved me, right? You should believe me…”She rushed up to he

Two hours later…“We have her.” Mason walked into Robin’s luxurious home. He sat on the couch, his leg crossed over the other. “She has been transported to the guesthouse.” “Good.” Robin dropped the magazine in his hands. He had taken two days off work to concentrate on bringing Carla down the drain and he was doing it bit by bit. Breaking her wasn't enough for what she did to Cora. The so-called Chairman Wells who put a call across to her was all a facade. He did it all by himself and Carla had fallen directly into their trap. He walked up the stairs and reached his bedroom where Cora had been recuperating. As he walked in, she was already up on the bed, with a meek look on her face. She looked lost, as if she had been thrown into a deep abyss. There was a pale red mark on her face, though it was fading already, it was evidence of what she had gone through. “You are awake…” He got a glass of water from the jug by the bed and passed it to her. She took it, her hands shakily brou

Carla froze, her hands moving to her face and her hair flailed by her sides to cover her face from everyone. But they had already seen her, as they all took up their phones to record her. “Shit…” She cursed as she quickly fished for her phone. At the same time, she rushed toward the elevators to quickly get to Terry’s office. However, the doors were locked, and nothing was working. “Terry, you bastard!” She cried. She never thought the news would blow up this much. It had just been a short while since the police raided her company building and now it was all over the news channels.She felt Chairman Wells was targeting her for no reason. It was against the code of conduct for their business!“Terry…pick up.” She dialed his phone over and over again and when he finally connected the call, she breathed a sigh of relief. “Where are you?” She barked into the phone. “I am right here…” He replied, his tone lazy as if fire had not been put under their bosom. “I saw you run into the compa

“Hello, Chairman Wells.” Carla beamed as soon as she connected the call. Chairman Wells was her biggest guest at the business she now ran. “I know you received Cora well last night.”“Yes, I did. I got a little surprise too.” He replied, his voice calm on the phone and Carla didn't notice the shift in it.“Good.” She chuckled. “I am glad you liked it.” “Did you see the girl I sent you last night? How well do you like her?” She asked, referring to Daina whom she had sent to. “That’s a gift from me to you, on our continuous collaboration.”“You sent a gift?” “Yes.” Carla nodded. “Don’t worry. You can return her anytime you wish.”“I sent a gift to you too, Carla. I hope you enjoy it.”“What gift—”Beep! The call ended and she was left staring at her phone, her eyebrows furrowing. She felt something was quite off but she couldn't place it. And suddenly, the company’s intercom buzzed. At first, she ignored it but when it continued buzzing, she had to pick it up. “Boss..” Her assistan

Several hours had passed and right now, Chairman Wells was in the middle of a meeting with potential business partners. “Are you sure you can do what I ask?” He asked, his deep gaze sweeping through the room. “We are going against the prime minister and the board here, we can’t make any mistakes.”“Of course, we can. As long as our company doesn't go down. We will do whatever you want.” They replied. “Good.” Chairman Wells nodded. “I have laid the groundwork for you. I expect you to claim the Adams family wealth. I want something they have. Something they mustn't know they have.”“As you wish.” The business partners were more than eager to do whatever Chairman Wells said. After all, this was their chance to get their company back up again. Ever since James Westminster declared war on the Davenson family, all because of the bastard son Robin, all their investors and partners pulled out, claiming they didn't want the wrath of the board and the prime minister on them. They were all n

Behind the camera, Robin watched with dim eyes and immediately he heard Daina call out Cora’s name, he sat up. They had been following the bus right from when it left Carla’s company, and now, they were driving on the streets of Eastbourne. Robin had his arms ready if they ever had to use them. However, when they finally got to the mansion where they were taken, he felt like something was really off. The girls would have been taken to a club, or a house where their atrocities could be committed but they were brought to a mansion!Who could be so brazen! “Find out who owns this property.” He ordered Mason calmly while he continued to watch the footage, hoping he would at least catch a glimpse of Cora in there. However, nothing came as Daina was thrown into a dark room. He couldn't see anything happening and had no idea if she was with Cora. It was past 3am in the morning and they had no leads yet. An hour later, Mason finally came back with news and he had a grim look on his face.