As they approached the Walters mansion, Francis takes a file out of the back seat pouch. He hands it to John, " take this, if you have any questions call Alex on the cellphone we gave you".
John placed the folder with the contract he took inside is overall jacket and ran back to the barn. He peeped outside the door making sure no one had seen him. He sighed in relief and walked to the back of the barn, sitting on a little stool inbetween the painting and out of view.
John pulled out the folder and contract and held them in his hands deciding which to read first. He opened the folder and read through it. It a copy of the business portfolio of Smith Corporations, and indeed John smith born 28-02-1990, was the heir. It was him, he smiled thinking about how he would win Adrianna's heart. He shook his head, no, she should not know about this, no one should. I must win her love. She must love me for me. He read through the every page taking in all the details. He needed
As arranged John received the message from Alex to meet. It was a secluded place and he was uneasy. This whole thing just felt weird. Him, a heir to a multi-billion company. He dressed in casual blue jeans and a white golfer. He walked gathered the contract and folded it into a small square before putting it in his front pocket. He walked up to the table where Adrianna was working and picked up his wallet, placing it in his back packet. " And where do you think you are going?" Adrianna asked with her eyes still glued on her laptop screen. "To the shop", John replied coolly. Adrianna now picked up her head and stared at him, "And with who's permission".Before John could speak there was a knock on the door. " Come in"." John dear, please don't forget add strawberries to the list I had given you" Martha stuck stepped in, winking at John.John smiled, remembering last night when he received the text. He rushed over to Martha asking her for an alibi since valent
Bzzzzzzz bzzzzzzzz bzzzzzzz.His new cellphone vibrated in his pocket. He hurriedly took it out of his jeans pocket. ALEX. His name flashed on the screen. " Hello", John answered. "Master, I have a plan to get rid of those tails. Jump of at cardamom street and go into the Pierre Cardin mens wear shop", Alex explained the decoy plan in detail before cutting the call.John sat anxiously waiting for his stop. He wondered if the plan would work, but he didn't have any other plan. This one would have to do.Fifteen minutes later he jumped off the bus at bayleaf Cresent. He crossed the street and and walked around the corner into cardamom street. The car was still following him at a slow pace keeping their distance. Now he knew for sure he was being followed.He stood at the corner and looked at the shops. Towards the middle of the street was Pierre Cardin. He slowly took a walk towards it, stopping to look at the manikins in other shop windows se
John sat at the table. He pulled out the contract and placed it on the table nervously. Alex poured two glasses of brandy, " this looks more like our boss, looking smart in that suit". John smiled, he was eager to find out everything. He slid the contract across the table.Alex smiled and swirled his glass before taking a sip," lets begin with introducing myself. I am Alex, Alex Jenkins, your personal assistant."John nodded. He really needed to know what the hell was going on" Why is he watched and being followed. Why does he have people who say their his parents. Why does he have this contact."Alex chuckled," so many why's!, lets begin with the background work on who you are before advancing to all your other why's. I will paint the picture for you so that you fully understand your importance!!!!"Alex took another sip and motioned for John to do the same" it will ease your nerves on what I am about to divulge to you".John took a gulp of his b
" We now know a few things. 1. Your are alive and well. 2. We don't have any news on your parents. 3. This contract once signed by you hands over your entire legacy." Alex spoke deep in thought. " what if you played the part of a son, just to keep them at bay for a while till we sort out this contract. You know fool the fool? "." I actually do have a plan for that contract. I can't actually drag the signing off the contract too long. Maybe maximum two week. Sky looked like she was going to hack me to peices when I said that I wanted to read it ", John spoke with a mischievous look," but you would have to execute the entire plan whilst I lay low for a few days until all is done. ""Lets hope we can keep it clean!!!" Alex smirked " so whats the big plan?"." The Walter's family is choosing a heir based in who signs a contract with Smits corporation. I WANT MY WIFE, ADRIANNA TO SIGN A CONTRACT WITH SMITHS CORPORATIONS!!! but not just any contract. I want you to
Dave reaches home and strolls through large silver stainless steel gates, he slips the packet with Adrianna's gift into his Jean pocket. It was a small parcel but he didn't want to guess any longer what it could be. He walked into the kitchen and handed Martha the packets. She looked at his shiny face and knew he had a few to drink.''Adrianna is in the study, please go and freshen up,son'', Martha spoke gently in a whisper. John understood and walked up to their bedroom. On the way he passed the second study, Adrianna's cousins were discussing their contract deals they will present to Smiths corporations. ''Get lost, eavesdropping to get give your wife information on our presentations.You good for nothing, trying to steal our plans. Thinking she will even love you for being a spy. Have you no shame!!!!'' Michael screamed as he slamed the door in Johns face. Stunned and shocked, John could not help but smirk as he walked to his room. He would be the one to choose the best deal.Taking
John knew Adrianna would accept his gift half heartedly. He knew that somewhere in her heart there was a place for him but they had gotten off on the wrong foot. He wished he could erase the past and start all over. He also wished he never met Andrew Walters. But he did, and things turned out badly. But if he didn't he wouldn't have met her. He would not have fallen so deeply in love from the moment he laid eyes on her. " I married an exceptional woman, a woman who has captured my heart, yet she despises me for a crime I did not commit". His heart started to pound in his chest as he remembered their first meeting. Her delicate fingers in his. How they swayed in such rhythm together as of their bodies had become one. He was undeniably in love with her. He hoped that the gift would prove to her that his feelings are genuine.As he sat lazily in the garden his eyes wondered to the bench they had sat on. He was no private investigator but somehow he felt that there should be
*Ring, Ring**Hey boss, did I sent you the video and a few others.Do you need someone to be smacked for messing with you? " Alex spoke with a bit of fury. How could someone play such a dirty trick on their boss. He wanted to take action." Stop with the Boss, Boss calling before I start to act like a tyrant " John spoke through gritted teeth," I didn't ask you to go through the footage, I asked you to send it to me, and no, no one needs to be smacked"."Well, if I did not go through the footage, how on earth would I be able to send you the most valuable footage that you need to look at?" Alex asked. It was almost as if you could hear the smag look on his face. He was John's personal assistant, of course he would do his best at his job." You do have a point, I admit that ", Johm replied after a moment of silence." Why can't I order a few men to rough up those hillbillies that did this?, I mean like here you are stuck in the disfunctional family m
Adrianna sat at her table in the room reviewing her contract pitch.She smiles at her work. This was it. She was going to seal the deal next week. She was going to put in her best dress and walk into Smith Corporations and own this thing. Her confidence boosted to 100 percent.*Ping,ping,ping,ping*One message. Two messages. Three messages. Four messages." Four messages, who could be dying at this moment", she thought, rolling her eyes. It was a bad habit but it was so like her. Teenage attitude.She picked up her phone off the table. Scrutinizing the the screen, the messages were sent by an unknown number. The digits were of a foreign place. Probably outside of her country. She swiped the screen," probably spam messages". Four videos. She was curious so she opened the first one. It videos from her birthday, John and herself in the garden. Anger rose in her cheeks. She slammed the phone on the table. " someone has some nerve sending me this, could