Jace the centibillion heir

Chapter 7

All the members of the house had their eyes scotch to him, some were even making a mockery of him before Granny Modella could speak. Anytime she saw him she always poured insults at him.

"Good evening, everyone," Jace said nervously.

"What is good about the evening?" Elsy responded in the crowd.

"Elsy, watch the way you talk to him." Amelia tried protesting for her husband, which only ended with her mother glaring at her dangerously.

"My friend called me a while ago. You were reported standing in front of the St Graven hotel and begging from wealthy people. You even left with one of them, I guess you are from there." Granny Modella said, her face full of irritation.

"Oops, you've gone too far, you even beg in the streets!"

"His wife's company is a stack she no longer has money to feed her husband, he had to sort out another solution."

"Adora, you were looking for a cleaner, have you gotten one? You can employ Jace here and have him stop begging, it would go a long way to remove the shame he has brought upon our family." Elsy said to her cousin-sister who was seated on the same chair as her.

"I was not begging from anyone, I was invited there." Jace tried defending himself.

"Oh, spare me that. Who will invite a loose being like you? What do you have to offer out there?" Granny Modella chirped in.

"Elizabeth, you had better talk to your daughter. She won't continue to drag our name in the mud. I need her wedded to Daryl, that's before his father wins the elections. Our family must be an in-law to the Ashtons." Granny Modella raised her finger across Elizabeth's face. It was the first time she ever warned her daughter in front of the whole family. She didn't give a f*ck whether they were grandkids or not.

"Mother, have asked her to get rid of this creature standing in front of me but she wouldn't, I don't know how to convince her." 

"Jace, follow me to our room." Amelia held his hand and pulled him out of the living room.

In their room, Amelia asked questions concerning what her granny said. She knew Jace was poor but certainly not a beggar. She just wanted to verify if he had not changed.

"I hope what my granny said out there wasn't true?" She questioned, her arms crossed over her chest, and her eyes plopped on him.

"Of course that's not true, you know I'm everything apart of a beggar." He emphasized.

"So tell me what you were doing there, because I'm not going to gulp down that story of you being invited there… Start talking." Amelia rushed him.

He didn't intend to tell her what happened there, he didn't equally want to lie to her. It was better he kept everything in the dark for now.

"Amelia is better we don't talk about this issue. You have important issues to sort out. For example, your company hasn't been doing fine lately. How was your meeting with Daryl?" He asked, curious to know what they both talked about.

Her mood changed when she was asked this question, she suddenly became vulnerable, "He promised to help me, but just on one condition." She said coldly.

"That is?" He clenched his fist tightly.

"He wants me to divorce you and get married to him, that's his condition," Amelia said nervously.

"That son of a b*stard. Tomorrow morning you will have 5,000,000 bucks. Forget about him and his silly conditions." He ran his hands through his brown hair pushing them back.

Amelia gazed at Jace and faked a smile. She knew her husband was saying that just to cheer her up. But then, it was not something to play with. 

After noticing she was still worried, he asked her to take things smoothly.

"Why are you still bothered? I said I was going to transfer five million to your account tomorrow morning." Jace said.

"Do you think it's a joke here? Where would you get five million from? Are you a fraudster? Amelia asked.

The next morning, Amelia was still asleep when she received an alert of 5,000,000 bucks on her phone. The message got her up. She opened it and couldn't believe what she just saw. She groggily open her eyes to see if she didn't have eye problems. There was indeed five million added to her account. Who might have sent it? She asked herself. In her nightgown, she rushed to her mother's room.

"Mom, mom." she woke the woman who was still half asleep.

"Yes, are you here to tell me you've finally accepted to get married to Daryl Ashton?" Her words sank deep into Amelia's system causing the smile on her face to vanish away.

"No, mom. I'm married already." She said coldly, "Well, I'm here to let you know someone just transferred five million bucks to my account." She managed to smile a little bit.

"Someone? Do you mean you have no idea of the person who transferred such a huge amount of money to your account?" Mrs. Elizabeth asked.

"No, mom. I have no idea of the sender. But the message stated it was to save my company from crashing. Last night Jace said he was going to transfer the money to my account this morning, apart from him, I have no other clue on who sent me the money." Amelia said, disturbance filled in her speech.

Mrs. Elizabeth laughed to death, just from hearing Amelia mentioning Jace's name in their conversation. "What even made you think it was Jace who sent you the money? Does he resemble someone who has a penny to his name?" She mocked, "I'm sure it's Daryl who sent you this money. Despite the fact you are married to that mendicant, he still decided to help your company. I think you should organise a dinner and invite him over to thank him for what he just did. Maybe you would want to consider his marriage proposal."