Jace the centibillion heir

Chapter 5

Jace was utterly confused by his father's words. Even though looking at his mansion, the cars around, and the good life his assistant seems to be living, it showed he was a big shot. But funny enough, there was no company with the name Winston. Which companies was his father referring to? He asked himself. Though he was poor he had notion of some things.

"Father, you mentioned I would inherit your properties. What properties are you referring to?" Jace questioned nervously.

"Oh, I see where you are driving too. I know you ask this because you know no company with the name written 'Winston' not so? But don't mind I'm going to clarify things for you."

"When my wife, your mother passed away Twenty-four years ago, I decided to name all my properties after her name. She was called Dahlia Storm. So all my enterprises bare the name Storm." Damian declared.

"Do you mean Storm Jewelry and Accessories belong to you?" Jace questioned surprisingly.

"Oh that, that's one of the smallest firms I own. Don't let that little building impress you." Damian scoffed.

Jace was wowed by his father's comment. He called a five-star edifice a 'small building' Wow, is that how the rich behaved toward one of their properties?

Jace knew Storm Jewelry and accessories well. It was the biggest manufacturer of gold and diamond jewellery. His wife Amelia, together with Granny Modella had always wanted to sign a contract with them. They wanted to collaborate with them to create jewelry and outfits for their models.

Each time they tried collaborating with them, the company rejected their offer. If they were able to sign a contract with them, then they could make a lot of money from the deal. Surprisingly, the company his grandmother-in-law had wanted to partner with so badly belonged to his father, probably his since he was now the heir to it.

"Common son, follow me to my office. I have other things to show you." Damian said. Jace quickly got up and followed him.

Jace was mesmerized when Damian's office door pushed open, it was even bigger than the room in which he slept in with Amelia.

His eyes explored the office as if he was looking for something else. The walls were painted fuchsia pink with black lines forming a pattern. 

The opened windows had wisteria-colored curtains draping.

In the middle of the office, there was a red velvet mahogany table and a double-seater couch.

On the other corner of the wall, a shelf of books sat, with books ranging from magazines to novels.

"Have a seat, son." Damian patted his son's back.  Next, he ran his hand in between the already scattered papers on his desk. He brought out five papers and handed them over to Jace.

"Son, take these papers and go through them. They contain all the companies we have and the ones we are affiliated too." Damian said, handing him the papers.

Jace took the papers and went through every single damn content. Line after line, he made sure he didn't skip any important content.

While going through the content, he discovered his father possessed 80% shares of Wildlife pharmacies. He gulped down the lump in his throat just from reading this.

He always thought Wildlife Pharmacies belonged to Daryl Ashton. That's what he thought until now. Looking at the way he bragged about it, who would have thought he wasn't the rightful owner?

He continued running his eyes through the papers. He discovered a lot of things he ignored. His father was actually associated to most of the people who kept insulting him. Riding in less expensive cars and making him feel he was a nobody. How were they all going to feel when they discovered he all knew their secrets? 

"What's that face for, son? Is there something you seem not to understand on the papers?" His father asked, disturbance mixed in his speech.

"Oh, no father. It's just that I'm surprised to see you are affiliated to people and you even have a lot of shares compared to them. Yet, they move around bragging as if they were really rich." Jace exclaimed bitterly.

"Well, that's life for you my boy." Damian scoffed.

"If you are done going through the papers and registering the companies we all have, then I will schedule a meeting with my secretary and board of directors. Tv reports and journalists will be invited to this meeting. They must know I finally found my son. Get ready son, cause we are introducing you to the whole world." Damian said contented.

This speech was supposed to relieve Jace. He was supposed to be happy, happy because he would be introduced to the whole world. He was supposed to be happy because everyone including the Bradleys were going to respect him for what he now became. Unfortunately, he wasn't moved by the idea.

"Dad, can we please keep this in the dark for now, I beg you." Jace pleaded.

"What? I thought you will be happy to hear such news. Aren't you happy to be my son?" Damian asked as he was worried.

"On the contrary father, I'm so happy. I just want us to keep this in the dark until I'm able to deal with this. Please just respect my choice for now, I beg you." 

"Okay, okay. We would walk this your way. But this wouldn't prevent me from lavishing you with all that you were deprived of." Damian brought out a premium black card from his desk and handed it over to Jace.

Jace took a look at the premium black card and saw his name details on it. He knew a premium black card was only given to accounts with more than 5 billion in them. Is this was he was thinking or was he dreaming?

"Here Son, that's a premium black card from Volksbank. It contains 50 billion. This is just to permit you to buy new outfits and run your errands. Anytime you need something else, don't forget I am always here for you. You can always contact me or Corry for anything."

Jace widened his eyes in shock, as he took another glance at the card he had in his hands. 50 billion? This can't be true, he thought!