“Grandma, you really don't have to do this!”
“I mean how can any of you actually believe that I stole Lisa's blue diamond necklace?”
“I really don't know what she is talking about, I haven't even seen her with any blue diamond necklace before.”
“The only reason why I was near her room was because I had to pick up something for Betty yesterday and I didn't even get close to her own room.”
“Liar!”
“You are a bloody thief Jack and today you will be finally exposed for who you are!”
Evans said as he grabbed Jack Adam's box and heaved everything on the floor and began searching frantically for the so-called blue diamond necklace.
“Search properly, that blue diamond necklace has to be in there so how!” Lisa said pointing at the box.
Moments later, Evans was done searching all of Jack Adam's boxes.
“Grandma, there is really nothing in here, I have searched twice.”
Just then Jack Adams' eyes caught a glimpse of something shiny on Lisa's neck.
“Wait a minute, isn't that your blue diamond necklace that you are wearing?!” He asked, his face etched in anger.
“And if it is, what are you going to do about it?!”
“Consider this a payback for all disgrace and shame you have brought upon us!”
“Now you can pack your bags and get lost forever!” Lisa said, staring disdainfully at Jack Adams.
Jack Adams slowly stared at Lady Nicole and back at the rest of Thomas's family before kneeling to pack his clothes into the boxes.
Two minutes later, Jack Adams is standing in front of the Thomas family mansion waiting for his cab.
“Hey Jack, we know that you are poor and very wretched so have this one dollar bill, it's actually a gift from Nathan Leonard to you.”
“Go on, have it, maybe it will help you pay for your cab fare!” Evans said as he tossed the money to the face of Jack Adams.
“Why is he acting as if he doesn't need the money?”
“Jack, if I were you, which I will never be, I would do myself a favour and pick up that one-dollar bill!” Lady Nicole added from behind causing her family members to burst into a burst of uncontrollable laughter.
“Where would you even stay, Jack?!”
“I hope you don't plan on joining the madman under the eastern bridge?!” Evans added as he laughed out loud almost falling to the ground.
“It's none of your business where I stay.”
“Like I said, I just hope you people and Betty don't regret this decision of yours.”
“We are not going to regret throwing you out, Jack Adams.”
“You bear the name Adams but it seems yours is the poor version because the name Adams is affiliated with the great Adams family in Snowville City.” Mrs Susan, Betty's mom said.
“Don't even go there Mrs Susan, Jack is in no way related to the great family of the Adams.”
“He grew up in the orphanage and I guess it's the orphanage caregivers that randomly chose the name and gave it to him.”
“I mean look at him, does he look wealthy to you?”
“Even the least servant at Lord Leonard's mansion dresses and earns better than he ever will.” Lady Nicole said as they all watched Jack Adams at the gate.
“You are definitely right grandma, even if creation should start again from the beginning, I really don't see someone like Jack even coming an inch to wealth, influence and power.”
“This guy is a sore loser and he will always be that, a tenth will and nothing more!” Evans said coldly.
Just then a blue-coloured Lamborghini Aventador pulled up in front of the mansion.
'That's not my ride.’ Jack Adams immediately thought to himself.
The door of the luxury car rare edition supercar immediately opened and a very well-dressed and handsome man stepped out.
“Grandma, look it's Justin Bradley, he is finally here,” Evans said pointing to the man by the car.
“I didn't know Thomas's family had a male maid, how come I have never seen you before?” Justin Bradley asked Jack who was in front of him.
“I'm not their maid, I'm Betty's husband…we just got divorced.”
“Wait, grandma, is this…the dweeb you allowed Betty to marry instead of me?”
“I know this dude, he is the janitor from your company, what the heck!”
“I can't believe this! Grandma, why?!”
“Why the heck would you even stand and watch Lord Thomas walk Betty to the altar and get married to this…”
“This…nonentity!”
“His shirt is even fake!”
“Justin Bradley, I'm really sorry, I tried my best but Lord Thomas really insisted that we let Betty Thomas marry that goofball over there.”
“It was his dying wish and I just couldn't say no.”
“But if it would make you feel any better, Betty just divorced the good for nothing of a man, he is just waiting for a free ride or something.”
“He will be off sooner than we think, now that he is off, we can start talking about you and Betty's marriage union.” Lady Nicole Thomas said as she walked over and grabbed Justin Bradley's hand.
“Hey dude, I really want you out of this property this minute!”
“I don't care if you are waiting for a cab or anything, just leave immediately!” Justin Bradley immediately said walking closer to Jack Adams.
“And if I refuse to leave this spot, what are you really going to do about it?” Jack asked, his fist clenched in anger.
“Are you really talking back to me?”
“Do you really understand the level of crime that you just committed by talking back at me, the heir to the Bradley family?”
“Is he seriously talking back to me right now?!”
“Are you really on a death wish or something related to that?!”
Just then two black Escalade SUVs and a Mercedes Benz fully armored plated in the middle pulled up in front of the mansion, the SUV in front smashed into the Lamborghini Aventador that Justin Bradley had packed in front of the mansion.
“Oh my God!”
“What the heck!” Justin Bradley yelled out in shock.
“I…I just bought that car last night!”
The door immediately opened and armed security officers pulled out immediately.
Mr Thwane immediately stepped out from the back walked to the middle full bulletproof Mercedes Benz and opened the door.
“Ms Emilia, I believe we are here.”
Mrs Emilia Williams immediately stepped out and stared at the whole family of Thomas before her gaze fell on Jack Adams.
“It was you!”
“You are the one who saved us last night!”
“I owe you my life!” Emilia Williams said as she raced in and hugged Jack Adams.
“What is actually going on here?”
“Isn't that the heiress of Lord Williams, why is she hugging that good-for-nothing Jack Adams?” Evans asked with so much disdain in his voice.
“Didn't she see able and handsome men like myself or Justin Bradley?”
“How does this animal keep attracting the best ladies to himself?” Evans continued muttering to himself.
Mr Thwane immediately stared at the Lamborghini Aventador in front of the mansion.
“Who packed that vehicle in that spot?”
“I'm the one Mr…Thwane.” Justin Bradley answered, his voice was shaky.
Even though the Bradleys were influential, their so-called influence and power were nowhere near that of Lord Williams and his family.
“Why did you have to pack wrongly?”
“Now you have damaged our headlamp!”
“I'm really sorry, Mr. Thwane, it…”
Before Justin Bradley could explain himself, a hot slap from Mr Thwane sent him to the floor.
“That's for being stupid enough to damage Lord Williams' favourite SUV!”
“You are just lucky Lord Williams wasn't here, you would have been on your way to the emergency room now!”
“I'm really sorry Mr Thwane, I will be careful next time!” Justin Bradley immediately apologized as he held his red sore face.
“Are you really Jack Adams?!” Emilia Williams asked as she still hugged him.
“Yes, I guess I'm.”
“What can I do for you?”
“We were sent by Mr Lee, the president of Titanium Valley Group, he said you could help us save Lady Beatrice Williams.”
“Is Lady Beatrice doing okay as we speak?” Jack Adams asked.
“No, I really think it's best if you come with us immediately!”
“Take his luggage to the boot!”
“Are you relocating to somewhere else?”
“Not really, I just…I mean my wife and I just got divorced.”
“So sorry to hear that!” Emilia Williams said as she escorted Jack Adams to the car.
Moments later they were all gone leaving a stunted and shocked Thomas family.
“Grandma, why isn't anyone saying something?”
“Jack just got a two-minute long and warm hug from Emilia Williams…like from the one and only Emilia Williams.”
“That lady single-handedly runs the three branches of the Williams Global Group.”
“She is also the most influential and celebrated business figure in the whole of the country, only second to Mr Lee, the CEO of the Titanium Valley Groups.”
“My question is, what the heck is someone that influential and powerful doing with poor Jack, and she even hugged him!” Evans said, his voice laced with curiosity, shock and bewilderment.
“Evans, I'm, I mean we all are as shocked as you right now!”
“I'm very confused, what exactly just happened right now?”
Just then a black sedan SUV pulled up in front of the Thomas family mansion.
A beautiful lady immediately opened the door and walked towards the stairs.
“Oh my god! Why is Justin Bradley on the floor?!”
“And why is his face all swollen?!”

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Chapter 203
"Yeah. Jack, Allison and I will be returning to my wife. We've already booked the flights,heading out at dawn."Jack blinked, surprise flickering. "So soon?"Scott shrugged. a fond smile for his daughter. "Yeah. Family calls. We've done our part here."Lord Leo tilted his head. "Aren't you guys going to stay? They're announcing Jack as the new Grand Lord soon,big ceremony, crowns and all that pomp."Jack whipped around, eyes wide. "Say what now?"Weeks later, the grand forum in Blue Heavens city was a spectacle of opulence and tradition, a massive amphitheater carved from white marble, banners fluttering in the breeze under a clear azure sky, filled with dignitaries in tailored suits and gowns. Rows of seats brimmed with attendees: the Thomas family,Betty with her poised elegance, Lady Nicole rigid in her designer dress, Lisa whispering anxiously.Evans slouched beside her; Justin Bradley and his family, his wife cradling their infant son; lords and business magnates from across
Chapter 202
The air hung heavy with the scent of polished leather and faint gunpowder from the recent violence, shadows dancing from the flickering wall sconces as Jack and Steven locked eyes.Steven, seated in a high-backed leather chair like a king on his throne, leaned forward slightly, his silver-streaked hair catching the light, a cold smirk playing on his lips as he appraised his nephew."Well, well."Steven drawled, his voice smooth and laced with mocking admiration, rising slowly from his chair with deliberate grace."You actually have the balls to come and face me alone. No backup, no tricks,just you, storming my fortress like some avenging hero from a bad movie. Impressive, Jack. Foolish, but impressive."Jack's fury boiled over, his voice rising in a sharp, echoing bar
Chapter 201
Lord Leo roared, covering his eyes with one arm, his mane matted with smoke. "Can't see a damn thing!"Scott dropped to one knee, pistol drawn but waving blindly. "Stay together!"Through the haze, black boots thudded into the room,heavy, purposeful steps of intruders in tactical gear. Shadowy figures grabbed Whitaker, dragging him kicking and struggling toward the door, his shouts lost in the din.Jack, Scott, and Lord Leo struggled forward, coughing and waving away smoke, rushing after them into the parlor where the fog thinned slightly. Their gazes fell on two men in high-ranking uniforms,crisp, decorated with insignia,flanked by two burly henchmen in black armor, holding Whitaker down on the floor, knees pressed into his back."No!" Jack cried, his voice raw as he watched in horror. The uniformed men raised their pistols, firing two shots into Whitaker's chest,muffled cracks that echoed like thunder. Blood bloomed across his shirt, his body jerking before going limp, eyes sta
Chapter 200
"From Mr Steven Adams,Jack's uncle. He's targeting everyone connected to the old network, and you're next on his list."Whitaker nodded slowly, unsurprised. "Ohh, from Mr Steven Adams, Jack's uncle." He echoed, rubbing his chin thoughtfully. "Figured as much. The shadows have been closing in."Scott exchanged curious glances with Jack and Lord Leo, his brow furrowing. "Yeah... how did you know he wants to kill you? We pieced it together from encrypted data."Whitaker walked over to his ornate wine cabinet,a polished mahogany piece adorned with crystal decanters,pulling out a bottle of aged scotch with a soft pop of the cork. He poured himself a generous glass, the amber liquid swirling as he took a sip, savoring the burn before responding. "Mr Steven texted us,all of us on that damned list." He said, his voice laced with resignation, holding up his phone briefly to show a cryptic message: 'Your time ends soon. Loose ends must tie.' "Blunt as ever. Threatened to expose secrets
Chapter 199
The dimly lit foyer of Lord Harlan Whitaker's mansion was a study in old-world elegance, with polished wooden floors reflecting the faint moonlight filtering through stained-glass windows, and antique vases perched on pedestals like silent guardians. The air carried the faint scent of aged books and polished oak, now tainted by the tension of the standoff. Whitaker, his gray hair disheveled from the brief scuffle, lowered the splintered plank completely, his wild eyes softening as recognition fully dawned. He walked over slowly, his steps measured on the creaky floorboards, extending a hand toward Jack with a mix of astonishment and relief etching his aristocratic features. "Jack... it is really you." He said, his voice a hoarse whisper that grew stronger with emotion. "You are alive indeed. After all these years, the rumors were true."Jack reacted with a warm smile spreading across his face, his eyes crinkling at the corners as he holstered his pistol, the weight of the moment
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Meanwhile…Back at Steven Adams' opulent mansion in the city,a sprawling estate of marble columns and manicured gardens, lit by floodlights that cast long shadows across the facade,the meeting room was shrouded in dim light from crystal chandeliers, the air heavy with cigar smoke and the scent of aged whiskey. Steven sat at the head of a long mahogany table, his fingers steepled, face a mask of calculated calm. His allies,Marco, Viktor, and Hiroshi,sat around him, fidgeting slightly in their seats.After a prolonged moment of silence, broken only by the tick of an antique clock, Marco cleared his throat, leaning forward with a raised eyebrow. "So, Steven, why did you call us here if you're handling this personally? Thought you were the lone wolf now."Steven exhaled slowly, a deliberate breath that filled the room with tension, his blue eyes flicking up to meet theirs. "I need your help." He admitted, his voice steady but edged with vulnerability. "I can't do this all by myself.
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