Domination of The Heir

Chapter 8-Jacob's Two Chosen People

The seniors were stunned to learn that the Rodriguez family's missing assets amounted to 50 pieces. As the rulers looked at each other in silence, Jacob returned. Mr. Riddick immediately approached the handsome man and made Jacob stare back.

"You must take your due, Mr. Wyatt. 50 assets is not a small number. I lost just one asset and had to hire a lot of lawyers to get it back. You, on the other hand, have to find 50 lost assets."

"I understand this condition very well, Mr. Riddick. I am very grateful for your concern. I will not let those swindlers enjoy the fruits of mom and dad's labor. In fact, I will take back those assets. Besides, I will make them a deterrent," Jacob said firmly.

Riddick's smile grew. He patted both of Jacob's shoulders firmly as a sign that he believed in the man before him.

"Sorry to interrupt this wonderful conversation. It's just that the dishes are ready. Please allow the ladies and gentlemen to enjoy the meal we have served," Ewald invited.

The guests filed out of the room into the banquet hall. They enjoyed a delicious meal accompanied by the music of the Jazz musicians. That night, Jacob was given a lot of advice by the seniors so that the Rodriguez descendant could quickly find the perpetrators and reclaim his family's assets.

"Thank you, Mr. Obsidian. I will implement your good advice," Jacob said, to which the heavyset man nodded.

That night, all the guests stayed at the magnificent mansion Rodriguez had left for Jacob. While everyone was fast asleep in their respective rooms, Jacob was still busy arranging all the pieces of paper he had made in his room. Jacob stuck all the square-shaped papers on the wall with plaster. Jacob stood tall, staring at the papers he had written down one by one, according to Ewald's information about his family's missing assets.

"Those buildings are not only in Rowbon city, but in other cities. Some are in the territories of the lords of The Big 10. I will ask them to help me investigate this. But, if I work for Torres' company, how am I supposed to investigate assets outside the city? I can't work alone. I'll have to find someone I can trust to do it," Jacob assured himself of his decision.

The next day, the guests returned to their respective cities. However, a few hours earlier, Jacob met some of the people in The Big 10 group to pitch his idea. As Jacob had hoped, the rulers were more than happy to help him.

"I wish you a successful hunt, Mr. Wyatt. Feel free to contact me. Ewald knows where to find me," said Mr. Patterson as he shook the hands of the handsome man before him.

"May glory be with us always," Jacob said, shaking the hand firmly. Patterson smiled and got into his luxury car, leaving the three-story house.

Jacob looked at the rulers with a smile. He never expected that fate would take him this far. Jacob realized that his life had changed, but there was a lot of work to be done. As Jacob was about to enter the mansion, he thought of something. The handsome man rushed to find Ewald who was in his room, observing the results of his work overnight.

"How unexpected, Mr. Wyatt," Ewald said, looking surprised.

"Not finished yet, Ewald. Everything is still vague. I need to dig deeper, and I need your help," Jacob said as he looked closely at the old man beside him.

"It's my job, Mr. Wyatt," Ewald replied with a smile.

In the workroom of the Rodriguez mansion, Vertiland.

"Ah, so you want to make an initial anticipation so as not to be suspected by the Torres and Kaye families?" asked Ewald with a nod of the head.

"Yes, they will definitely hunt me down, Ewald. I firmly believe that the Kaye family considers me a threat and must be eliminated. Time and time again they have said this, whether it's Diablo, his two friends or members of the Kaye family. So, what I said earlier was a way to secure my true identity," Jacob said firmly.

"I agree. Honestly, I never thought of this before. Oh, is it because age has taken away my mind that I've become desensitized to this kind of thing?" Ewald asked himself, sounding blaming.

"You're a great old man, Ewald," Jacob complimented, and the old man in front of him returned the compliment with a smile.

That same day, Jacob and Ewald returned to the town of Rowbon. Jacob had to return to work the next day at the Torres Company. Upon arriving home, one of the workers, who had been assigned a task by Ewald at Jacob's request, immediately met his young master in the workroom.

"Sir. I have found a suitable place for you," said the male worker who served as a gardener.

"Good. Show me," Jacob pleaded.

That afternoon, Jacob left his luxurious home. He deliberately dressed simply. The shabby clothes of the male servants and Ewald's were used by him. Of course, the people were saddened. It was because their young master had to disguise himself so that his true identity would not be known by those who wanted to harm him.

"Bastian. The distance from that house to get to Torres' Company, how long does it take? Then, what kind of transportation can I use?" Jacob asked as he walked with the gardener named Sebastian to a bus stop.

"Approximately 30 minutes, Sir. For transportation, Ewald has prepared a vehicle at the house. As a surprise, I cannot tell you. Sorry, Mr. Wyatt," Sebastian replied politely.

"Out here, call me Jacob. Get used to it," Jacob insisted.

"Okay, Mr.— oh, sorry. Okay, Ja-cob," Sebastian replied nervously. Jacob smiled as the servant at his family home was awkward.

The two of them used public transportation to get to a house that Jacob would use as a temporary place to stay. Jacob suspected that he would be followed by Kaye and Torres' men. The two families must be curious about where he was staying. There was no way Jacob would go back to the house he inherited from his parents because his secret would be exposed.

"Come, Jacob," Sebastian invited, still trying to get used to the call.

Jacob just smiled. The handsome man easily developed a smile and made those around him feel comfortable. Until finally, an old, worn-looking house stood before the Rodriguez heir. The house was made of wood, had a yard with wild plants taking over the front yard, and a stone fence without a closing door. Sebastian looked anxious, worried that his young master would be disappointed.

"Perfect," Jacob said to Sebastian's relief.

"Here are the keys, Sir. Ewald has prepared everything," Sebastian said as he handed a key to his young master.

"Details," Jacob pleaded as he stepped with Sebastian into the yard of the overgrown old house.

"People around this house only know that the man who occupies it is named Jacob Wyatt. He rented this house to an old man named Montenegro, who was none other than Ewald. Jacob pays the old man monthly and is also the caretaker of the house. Montenegro does not occupy this house because he lives in Horizon city with his children," Sebastian replied and stepped into the house whose door had been opened by Jacob.

"Where did Ewald get this house?" asked Jacob as he looked around with a furrowed brow as the air felt damp and stuffy.

"This house did belong to Ewald, once upon a time. Before he went to work for the Rodriguez family," Sebastian explained, causing Jacob to stare at the man beside him intently.

"Apparently, I need to find out about my family's trusted assistant, Sebastian. He has been loyal to my parents and now works for me," Jacob said in a soft voice.

"Ewald's a good man, Mr. Wyatt. Oh, I mean, Jacob. He's been honest about his work and keeps his trust very well. It's rare to find someone like Ewald who is even willing to look after assets. If Ewald was a cunning man, he would have acquired them, but ... the old man didn't," Sebastian explained.

Jacob looked at Sebastian intently and then held one of his shoulders firmly. The gardener looked nervous.

"Bastian. What if you become one of my investigators? I see that you are a trustworthy and reliable person."

Suddenly, Jacob's request stunned Sebastian, but he nodded later.

"What should I do, Mr. Wyatt?" he asked nervously.