Felix heard his phone ring and picked it up. It was the hacker he called earlier today that called him back. “The hacker is calling me. I have to pick this up right now,” he said, and picked the call up. He moved to where Jaxon was seated and placed the phone on speaker so he could hear him as well. “Tell him what you have. All I want to hear from you right now is that you have the address that I need. If not, you might want to end this call and continue working harder,” he said. “I have the address. I don't know if you want to come over there now. I checked the building out myself, as I couldn't find any record of it. The building is not registered, and it's in a secluded part of town. There's something fishy going on, for sure, and I want to believe you will uncover so many truths there,” the hacker said, and they both looked at each other. “We will be able to leave the company in two hours. Meet us at the restaurant opposite the Greyson Group. There's a back exit we can go thro

“What’s that, Mr. President?” Felix asked as he turned toward the direction in which he was pointing at the President. “I don't know if I'm mistaken, but I thought I saw something like a door over there,” Jaxon said, and began to walk in that direction. He made his way there, and Felix didn't have a choice but to follow after him. James had to join them. There was no way he was going to be left alone there. “If you ask me, I don't think there's anyone here. We have been checking, and there's nothing that shows someone is living here. I think this house has been deserted already,” James said. And they both thought about what he said. “I don't know what to think right now, and we don't have much time left to spend here, Mr. President. Are you sure the calls that were made by Clara were made to this place?” Felix asked, and James nodded his head. “I swear it. There's no way I'm mistaken about it. I'm checking again. And this building right here is the place where the calls are bei

“She’s your mother, Jaxon. Mr. and Mrs. Houston are your parents. That is the truth I’ve been hiding from you. Come here,” Felix said, and pulled him towards Mrs. Houston’s bed. “Mrs. Houston, I know you can hear me. This is your son, Jaxon. The baby in that picture is him. He’s the one you have been looking for,” Felix said, and brought Jaxon to her. Jaxon wanted to retract his hand, but Felix didn’t let him. Mrs. Houston could not do anything, so she could only blink her eyes. “I will explain everything to you, but please just hold her hands. She has been looking for you for so long, please, Mr. President,” Felix said. And Jaxon did as he said. He got closer to the bed and touched Mrs. Houston by the hand. For the first time in so many years, she was able to react emotionally. She shed a tear and blinked her eyes as many times as possible. Felix chuckled happily. “Yes, Mrs. Houston, he’s your son. Look at him, all grown up now. He’s your son, Jaxon,” Felix said, and cried even

“What happened when you got home?” Jaxon asked. He could tell something terrible had happened. He could already guess what it was, but he didn’t want to jump to any conclusion right now. “When I got home, it was a pool of blood. Everyone was dead, and I didn’t even know where to start looking. I went first to the kitchen, and I found my mother there, shot in the head. I cried and screamed for help, but there was no one to help us. I went to the staff quarters, and my dad was dead too,” he said, and cried out more as he remembered carrying his mother in his hands, with his shirt all covered in blood. “I was hoping he would not be, but he was. Diego killed both my parents. He killed yours too. He killed everyone at the Houston Mansion. The police came, and I was taken into shelter,” Felix added. “I heard later on that someone stole the money and every other document belonging to the Houston family in the safe that same night. That was what I caught him doing that night at the study.

Jaxon and Felix arrived at the Greyson Mansion, and it looked as if a feast was going on. Both Felix and Jaxon looked at each other, wondering what it was that was going on. “There he is. The gold digger of the family is here. I hope you will be able to survive for long in this family before falling out. Oh, of course, you won’t be able to do that. Because very soon my brother will realize that what he’s doing is very foolish — entrusting the entire fortune of the Greyson family into the hands of a nobody,” Frieda said. And Jaxon laughed softly. If only she knew who the real owners of all of these things were. Jaxon moved forward and grabbed Frieda by the neck. She wasn’t expecting that, so there was no way she could have stopped it from happening. “Now, you listen to me very well, Frieda, or whatever it is that you answer to. Let this be the very last time that you will ever speak to me in such a manner. I’m not some person that you can trample upon whenever you wish to. I may ha