CHAPTER 1: DINNER WITH THE FAMILY.Driving through the bustling streets of the city that never sleeps, New York City, Jack sat quietly in the car, with his wife, Jessica, beside him. Despite the swell time they seemed to have had at where they came from, Jessica suddenly switched mood when they got into the car. Of course, she was exuberant and all smiles at the party, which was all an act. She had to, and had gotten quite good at it. The couple attended the birthday party of Gordon Quaid, a retired CEO of a hedge fund, and there were other men and women of notoriety present at the party. Like Jekyll and Hyde, the "Hyde" part of Jessica emerged the moment they left the party. And as usual, Jack was expecting to receive the most obnoxious of complaints thrown at him. And true to his expectation, Jessica did."What was that for?" Jessica asked, looking away. "What was what for?" Jack asked, furrowing his brow slightly as he looked at his wife. She scoffed derogatorily and turned tow

CHAPTER 3: A DAY TO NEVER FORGET.Jessica returned from work, tired and exhausted. She flung her bag on one of the couches, then she slumped onto the couch, kicking away her heels. She sighed, shutting her eyes for a while, then she opened them.The house was awfully quieter than usual. Her eyes darted around and she stumbled upon an inconspicuous framed picture of herself and Jack. She walked over to where it was, at a corner beside the dining area. She looked at it and a mild smile crept up on her face without her realizing it. She sat back down on the couch, still looking at the picture. Feeling urged, she reached into her bag and got her phone. Scrolling to his contact, she was about to dial his number, but she refrained from going through. Just then, she heard her doorbell ring. She quickly tossed the picture under the couch and walked over to the door.The doorbell was rang multiple times that it pissed her off. Looking at the screen on the control panel, she saw it was her fr

CHAPTER 5: A NIGHT TO REMEMBER.The party commenced, and the guests, dignitaries, made their way to greet and gain the acquaintance of Jack Rosker, the new President of the Rosker Group. Jessica and her family stood afar off. They had totally lost enthusiasm. They were more scared than they cared to admit. The discovery of who Jack, the son-in-law they had despised, truly was, was a slap in the face. They had been underneath him all along and never knew. They all sat as they watched the now transformed Jack mingle with men of notoriety, billionaires, and politicians, while they sat down quietly, trembling as they recounted all the despicable things they did to him."How- How is this possible, Jessica?" Mrs Sean asked, turning to her daughter.But Jessica didn't care to reply. She was plagued with all sorts of thoughts at that moment."How did you not know that Jack was the sole heir of the Rosker family, for Christ's sake, Jess? He was your husband, and you lived together for years.

CHAPTER 7: UNWANTED VISITATIONS.Jerking awake with a gasp, Jessica scrunched her face as a pounding sensation flooded her head. After a few seconds, it subsided, giving her some calm.She sighed, looking around as she felt a bit dizzy still, but she recognized that she was in her room. She got up, stumbling her way to her bathroom, and washed her face in the sink. With the water still running memories of the previous night flooded her head, disrupting the momentary peace she had as she woke up. She looked down at the running water as negative thoughts invaded her mind. She suddenly gasped as she was startled, turning to the door. "Hey. Are you okay? How are you feeling?" Michael asked, looking concerned. " I-I'm fine," she replied, then looked away. Michael walked over to her and wrapped his arms around her waist. "You're still bummed out from yesterday, huh? We all are. And you're hungover. I made you my grandma's special soup. It works like magic for hangovers." "That was tho

CHAPTER 9: A FRIEND INDEED. Jessica sat in her for a bit, unable to head out of the Rosker Group Headquarters, not for inability to do so, but because of the pain of disappointment. With her hand gripping her hair, she welled up with grief. Unable to hold it in, she screamed and slammed the steering wheel of her car multiple times, causing the horn to blare with every impact.The few people around were startled and wondered what the matter was with her. Of course, some assumed she was straight-up crazy, while others were concerned about her. With her head bent, she began sobbing lightly before she broke down, placing her head in her hands as she held on to the steering wheel. "What have I done? How did I not know who he was?" she lamented. Oh, she knew she had shot herself in the leg. After a while, she pulled herself together, sighing as she wiped her tears. Starting her car, she drove off, heading straight to her office. Arriving there, the atmosphere was as gloomy as she looke