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The Billionaire's Masked Heir CHAPTER 22
"But before your practice of first-hand combat, you have to learn about our rivals," Winston said firmly, his voice steady yet laced with an underlying tension. He leaned back in his leather chair, the dim light from the chandelier casting shadows across his sharp features. "I wouldn't call them our enemies, though."Jason tilted his head slightly, his confusion evident. "And they are?" he asked, furrowing his brow as he tried to piece together what his father was hinting at."Don't play dumb, boy... You know them already," Winston replied exasperatedly, his tone growing sharper as he tapped his fingers rhythmically on the desk.Jason hesitated for a moment before venturing cautiously, "The ArkAnti state and their empire?""Yes, and...?" Winston prompted, raising an eyebrow as if daring Jason to think harder."Who else?!" Jason asked with a broad grin, clearly enjoying the little game of cat and mouse. His attempt to lighten the mood was obvious.Winston's lips curled into a smirk. "Y
The Billionaire's Masked Heir CHAPTER 23
Jason knew there was no turning back at this point. He knew what he had to do and how he would achieve it already and with his father solidly behind him, he was as strong as the Everest. But first, he had to finish what he had started, he had to read every part of the diaries that they said he had written over the years. He still does not remember a thing but the diaries have proven to be something worth holding on to as his past self. So far, he had experienced a rollercoaster of emotions reading them because he read them with a heavy heart and trippy mind. Jason rose instantly from his bed and sat by his study table. He knew it was time to read what was in those diaries and experience them without holding back, having second thoughts or doubting them. As he opened the second diary again, he realized that he had read it up till the last entry.He closed it and picked the third diary. As he opened it, he realized that it was the most recent diary. It was dated 2000-2010 was the date t
The Billionaire's Masked Heir CHAPTER 24
Jason woke up with a heavy, unshakable weariness pressing down on his body. The kind of tiredness that didn’t come from lack of sleep but from something else. He blinked against the darkness, squinting in an attempt to make sense of his surroundings. The clock on his bedside table ticked loudly. It was well past midnight. He remembered nothing of his encounter with his father, just the overwhelming sensation of the angst and the room spinning as he’d read the last of the diaries. That was all. Outside, it was pitch black. A chill in the air made his joints ache. He didn’t know why, but the thought of a cold rush of water comforted him. His legs trembled slightly as he swung them off the edge of the bed, the floor cool beneath his feet. He had the sudden urge to take a long, soothing shower, but as he stood, the diaries caught his eyes, again.For reasons he couldn't explain, they beckoned to him, compelling him to open them once more. Something felt unfinished. It was as though the a
The Billionaire's Masked Heir CHAPTER 25
Jason stood in front of his father in his home office, the weight of everything was now pressing down on his shoulders. He had never imagined this moment would come, this confrontation that seemed to have been waiting all his life."Why didn’t you ever look for me?" Jason's voice broke the silence, hoarse with a mix of pain and accusation. "You just let me go... and didn’t try to find me. All this time, you never even cared enough to search."His father didn’t respond immediately. The old man looked down, his hands clenched tightly together, as if searching for the right words, but finding none. Finally, he sighed, a long, heavy exhalation, as if the weight of the past had crushed him too many times."I did look for you, Jason," Mr. ArkWrath said quietly, his voice trembling with a vulnerability Jason had never heard before. "I searched... but your letter..." He paused, as if the mere mention of it was a wound too fresh to touch. "You told us not to. You wrote that we should leave you
The Billionaire's Masked Heir CHAPTER 26
It had been three months since Jason began his reintegration into the system, and in those three months, his life had become a series of routines and adaptations. As the sun pierced through the blinds at 7 am, Jason rose from his bed, the rhythm of his body waking up as instinctively as his mind. The gym had become a non-negotiable part of his day, a daily ritual born out of his need for discipline and control. The private martial arts training that his father had arranged for him had transformed his body, honed his reflexes, and instilled in him a quiet sense of power. But today, as he prepared for his morning workout, something was different.On his study table, already cluttered with an assortment of packages that had arrived over the past weeks, was another box. It wasn’t particularly large, but it stood out among the others, as though it was waiting for him. The note attached to it was simple, scrawled in his father’s familiar hand: "Wear this."Jason raised an eyebrow, the feeli
The Billionaire's Masked Heir CHAPTER 27
Jason had no expectations from his new job. He knew exactly what he had to do and expected almost nothing in return. It, surprisingly felt too natural, as if this role had always been something he was familiar with. Like there had always been someone above, giving orders, telling him where to go and what to do.The first week was too simple. His introduction to the job consisted of observing the routines of the other janitors, who moved through the headquarters with a quiet, almost military precision. The task was simple, clean, scrub, organize, but it required a keen eye and a focus on detail. He’d been taught how to clean without disturbing the sensitive documents that filled the offices, how to polish the glass surfaces without leaving a streak, and how to ensure that every inch of the topmost floor of the building was spotless by the end of his shift. The mask he wore over his face and the glasses that shielded his eyes had now become a part of his identity. They were the first
The Billionaire's Masked Heir CHAPTER 28
After the staged grab and shove by the securities as well as the brief tete-a-tete with his father in his office, Jason became not only the most gossiped about individual amongst the workers of the cleaning agency but also in the whole of the ArkWrath headquarters. Nobody knew what he did except that he was taken to the president’s office where he spent almost an hour and came out unscathed or battered which was very much unusual. The rumour, which quickly spread of the newcomer Janitor, was that he possessed an ample amount of information either for or against the president for him to be allowed to wear a nose-mask around the premisies and defying the laid down rules and norms. Surprisingly, Jason was totally aware of what was going on alongside the expensive rumors but what shocked him most was the fact that Cain, his cousin requested him to clean his office. Cain was however not interested in the works of an ordinary Janitor. Rather, he wanted to come face to face with someone who
The Billionaire's Masked Heir CHAPTER 29
...Cain leaned back in his chair, visibly frustrated but unwilling to show weakness again as he opened up his laptop. Cain knew he had lost this round. Jason had already made his point: he was fearless. And that was something even Cain couldn’t manipulate.Cain glanced up from his laptop, his eyes flickering over Jason with an almost dismissive glance. With a practiced air of nonchalance, he closed the laptop with a swift motion, standing up immediately. He didn’t bother to acknowledge Jason directly, choosing instead to carry the laptop with him as he walked towards the far side of the office. Jason, unfazed as ever, immediately proceeded to start where Cain had vacated. He began sweeping the area under the desk, he realized that the office, with its sleek, polished surfaces and sharp edges, felt almost suffocating in its perfection. It was large, almost as big as the president’s office, and it offered a commanding view of the rest of the headquarters, and beyond that, the sprawlin
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CHAPTER 56
Olivia had been awake for some time before the knock at her door came. The soft rapping was brief, urgent—just enough to stir her from her thoughts. She opened it to find one of the staff, his expression unreadable, delivering a simple instruction: 'Jason needed everyone by the poolside.'No explanation. No reason.But she knew better than to ask.Olivia’s mind raced as she closed the door behind her. The mansion had grown quieter in the last few hours, the hum of the party’s afterglow now a distant memory. When she opened the wardrobe, there were several dresses—a few were undoubtedly her style, tailored to fit her perfectly. She quickly changed into gym wear, the tank top and joggers fitting her perfectly, as though someone had predicted what she would wear. By the time she reached the poolside after following the directions given by the butler earlier, the others had already gathered—seven people, herself included. Her gaze flickered over them, noting the unease in the others' eye
CHAPTER 55
The golf cart stopped.Jason stepped out into the soft breeze of the the impending dawn. A sliver of silence settled around him like a second skin. He offered a tired nod to Uncle B, then ascended the steps of the mansion alone, feet echoing on marble.Inside, the entire building was drenched in stillness and the night lights. The grand chandelier above the foyer was dimmed now, its brilliance reduced to a moody glimmer. Jason moved to and through the hallway, the soles of his shoes pressing against memory-soaked rug.He reached his door. Then paused.The handle.It bore subtle but undeniable signs of tampering—fine scratches along the base, faint scuffs against the lacquered metal. To the average eye, it was nothing. To Jason, it was a message. One not spoken, but carved in silence.His mask tilted slightly which made him yank it of, as he surveyed it. Calmly, he reached for the handle, turned it, and stepped inside.The room welcomed him with its quiet familiarity—minimalist décor
CHAPTER 54
As he stepped inside, the familiar scent of home-cooked meals and the soft glow of light from the chandelier welcomed him. The interior was plush, yet understated. The furniture was comfortable, not extravagant, and the space had an aura of quiet elegance. There was a sense of peace here, something Jason had never experienced in his father’s mansion especially when he was convalescing . He settled into a large couch, and Aunt May quickly brought him a cup of cold chocolate, which she handed to him with a delicate smile. Jason hesitated for a moment, glancing down at the cup. He took a sip, then another, the cool liquid soothing him as it traveled down his throat. It was good, comforting even. But then, as the drink settled in his stomach, something strange happened.A sharp pain jolted through his mind—a brief, excruciating sensation that felt as though something deep within him had snapped loose. The pain lingered only for a moment, but it was enough to make him close his eyes and c
CHAPTER 53
As they touched down, Jason picked up his tuxedo, tie and laptop and exited the helicopter. Olivia was helped down by whom she later realised was Winston's butler. Jason greeted him formally and asked about whether his father had returned from Arkwrath as they walked towards a towering masiom which was where he had recuperated after the accident that nearly killed him. Olivia thought that she had seen enough surprise for the evening but Jason had just taken the first scene as the lead actor and the freaking main character and she was about to see the ruthless and red flag version of the man she thought might be a walking green forest. The moon cast a silvery glow over the serene landscape of Dalsen Island, where Jason and Olivia stepped in the golf cart, the hum of the electric motor the only sound breaking the stillness. The events of the evening had been a whirlwind—an emotional rollercoaster that Jason had anticipated, yet it was one he knew he had to endure. Olivia, ever observa
CHAPTER 52
Olivia was already drained by the end of the evening. She had spent the night engaging in spontaneous, high-stakes conversations with everyone Jason had met, responding to their questions, trying to fit into a world where she wasn’t quite sure where she belonged. It had been exhilarating, but now, as she slid into the car beside Jason, she felt every ounce of fatigue in her body. The moment the door closed behind them, Olivia leaned her head against the cool glass, closing her eyes for a moment of quiet. She had assumed they were headed back to his mansion, or perhaps to one of the hotels Jason now owns. After all, this night was all about Jason, wasn’t it? The thought of him heading back to the solitude of his father's mansion didn’t even cross her mind.But as she began to drift into a light sleep, the sudden jolt of the car’s movement woke her from her slumber. Her eyes fluttered open, the grogginess clouding her thoughts.Jason, sensing her waking, leaned over and whispered softl
CHAPTER 51
Olivia couldn’t tear her gaze away from him, though she tried. His mysterious aura seemed to pull at something deep within her, a mix of curiosity and… caution. She’d seen him speak to countless people tonight, his words measured, his movements precise, and that mask, that damned mask, seemed to make him even more enigmatic.. A part of her wanted to unravel the mystery of him, to know what lay beneath that mask, beneath the layers he so carefully kept hidden. But she wasn’t sure if she was prepared to face whatever truths he kept locked away.She sighed, pushing the thoughts aside. Her focus should have been on the room, but instead, it kept returning to Jason, his gaze, the way his presence shifted the energy in the space. He wasn’t just another man; he was dangerous in the most captivating way.Across the room, Jason was deep in conversation with Mary Laston, the CEO of L'ton Industries. A woman who seemed to consume power with every breath she took. Mary was the kind of woman who
CHAPTER 50
The grand hall of ArkWrath Manor buzzed with a quiet, but palpable, tension. Guests milled about in the sea of glimmering gowns and sharp tuxedos, the air thick with whispered conversations and unspoken alliances.At the center of it all stood **Olivia**, her pixie cut framing her sharp, determined features. Gone was the girl who had entered the ArkWrath empire mere months ago, uncertain and unnoticed. In her place was a woman who carried herself like she owned every inch of the room. The dress Jason had selected for her tonight—a fitted midnight black silk gown, velvet and flowing, with lace embroidery along the hem—was breathtaking. The long slit up the side of the gown allowed her to move like a shadow, fluid and untouchable. Jason ArkWrath—president of the entire ArkWrath empire—had, according to the press, chosen wisely. Jason appeared at her side again, his deep-set eyes hidden behind a black and gold mask that matched his dark tailored suit perfectly. There was a certain wild
CHAPTER 49
The night had finally arrived. The city of ArkWrath buzzed with anticipation as the opening chords of a new era played out in the luxurious ballroom of the ArkWrath estate. The welcoming party was not just an event—it was a statement. Every detail, every glance exchanged, every whispered word carried weight. Jason stood before the large mirror in his suite, his father’s new butler—a tall, perfectly composed man named Benet—having finished the final adjustments to his attire. Jason’s tuxedo was tailored to perfection, black as the night with gold accents that subtly hinted at the opulence of the ArkWrath legacy. His mask, a work of art, rested over his face, hiding his expression from the world. The ArkWrath family did not simply walk into a room; they commanded it. And tonight, Jason was going to make sure the world saw him as more than just a name—he was the face of this empire. He barely noticed Benet fussing with his cufflinks, his mind preoccupied with the events to come. His f
CHAPTER 48
Jason stood by the grand windows of his mansion, the floor-to-ceiling glass offering him a sweeping view of Arkwrath serene coastline. The sun was just beginning to set, casting its golden light across the shimmering water. This mansion was the perfect place for power players like himself to keep their secrets hidden. But secrets, as Jason had come to learn, were never fully hidden. They had a way of bubbling up, especially when you had too many people to trust.His father’s call had come just two days ago, and now, with the welcoming party drawing near, Jason was still grappling with the weight of the conversation. Winston, his father, had been unusually insistent that Jason make time to visit Aunt May. The invitation was personal, informal, and in Jason's eyes, fraught with potential complications."Aunt May insists on cooking for you," Winston had said, his voice gruff but warm. "She wants to meet the man who's taken over everything that once belonged to her husband. I understand
