"Get the men ready to complete the mission" Mrs Jaiswal said to someone over the phone call. She disconnected the call and turned to face her husband who was eating. She had just served him and as he ate, he stopped abruptly and gulped down a glass of water as if he had swallowed an unchewed bone that was clogging his throat. However, after he had gulped down the glass of water, his discomfort did not seem to stop, so he handed over the glass cup he held to his wife for her to get another water for him. She didn't move, not even an inch. He began coughing so vigorously but she let the cup he struggled to hand over to her fall to the floor while she stood and watched him convulse. "Sleep well beloved husband. Greet our parents for me" she said to his motionless body that had fallen to the floor from the dining chair he had sat at. "I told you to just handover your position to our son already but you were too stubborn and adamant about it" she continued saying to the body lying s
It was finally the D-day for the board to decide if Mr. Jaiswal's heir should begin working as the new CEO of the corporation. The CEO had been absent from work for a few days now but his wife was able to hide the news of his disappearance with a fake document of him travelling abroad for treatments. She had wanted to stage it as a death of the chairman but because his body had not been found regardless of how many divers she sent to the ocean to search for it in the past few days, none had found his body. This had caused her to call for the meeting with her board immediately, fearing that someone would be out with an incriminating evidence against her son. "Alright, we've gathered here today to vote if the new CEO should begin acting as one" the microphone man announced and Jasmine shared a gaze to her step mother who caught her doing so. They smiled. Jasmine too. She knew she must have already found out whom she was. Mrs Jaiswal fought hard to keep her composure calm. This wa
Maya's eyes narrowed while turning to her mother's direction. "Don't think you can hide it from us, Mrs. Jaiswal," she said with her voice dripping with malice. "We all know what's really going on here."The room fell silent, with all eyes on Maya and Mrs. Jaiswal. The tension was palpable, and it seemed like the entire room was holding its breath."What are you talking about, Maya?" Mrs. Jaiswal asked, trying to keep her composure."I'm talking about your son's addiction," Maya replied, her voice firm. "I'm talking about how you've been hiding it from the board members and the rest of the world."The room erupted into chaos with board members shouting and demanding answers. Mrs. Jaiswal's face turned bright red with rage and she looked like she was about to explode."How dare you!" she shouted at Maya, her voice echoing through the room. "You have no right to accuse my son of such things!"But Maya just smiled, a triumphant look on her face. "I have every right," she said. "And I
"I loved you, Arun. I did, so very much. I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you. I did agree to. I walked down the altar with you. I took the vows, I fucking took the vows because of you!!" "I never asked you to do that for me Jasmine. You did it on your accord. Don't try to pin the blame on me." "Don't fucking tell me that!! don't fucking tell me that!!" She screamed on top of her lungs, much that the other prisoners in the other ward across hers began to look at her with quizzing eyes. "You know how I hate being abandoned. You know how I hate the feeling. I never agreed to fall in love before because if it. I hated love. My thoughts were always pretty much the same. what if you left me, what if we got separated by death early in life . I'm so used to the feelings of being abandoned, don't fucking tell me that you're doing so. Don't tell me this divorce papers are real. I trust you, please" Her voice came very low and slowly, almost as if she were pleading with a kill
Jasmine's eyes opened and the sharp scent of antiseptic filled her nostrils. She didn't need anyone to tell her that she was in a hospital, the chains that binded her hands and legs to the bed were enough indication. "Jasmineeeee!!!!" She heard her name and she slowly turned to the entrance. The voice was unmistakenly familiar, the only voice that could offer her comfort amidst the turmoil within her soul. It was Mia, her best friend since childhood. They had carried their friendship to their adult ages after the death of their mother's, the tears in her eyes made a tear fall from hers as well. But Mia was not allowed in the ward she was in, so she stood at the entrance. Jasmine already knew why. She has fainted the time of her hearing and had been rushed to the hospital. Say, anytime soon, she would be discharged on the doctor's word and that would be it for her. Her judgement would be pronounced and she would rot in jail for years for a crime her husband, or should she say ex
The judge, a stern-looking woman with silver hair and piercing blue eyes, adjusted her glasses and looked down at Jasmine from the bench. She shuffled the papers in front of her before clearing her throat.Jasmine stood in the center of the courtroom, her hands trembling slightly as she clutched the sides of the wooden podium. The room was silent, save for the soft rustling of papers and the occasional murmur from the gallery. She glanced briefly at her lawyer, who gave her a nod, though his eyes betrayed a deep concern.She knew there was nothing he could do for her anymore, the false witnesses that had come in to testify against her with planted evidences already made it hard for it to. "Jasmine Jaiswal Ruge," the judge began, her voice echoing through the courtroom. "You stand before this court having been found guilty of multiple counts of insider trading and embezzlement. These are serious crimes that have caused significant financial harm and have undermined public trust in ou
Marshall Yugo sat in his dimly lit study, his mind drifting to the time long before the glitz and glamour that now surrounded him. It's been twenty years, six months, a day and a handful of hours since the time he first set eyes on Jasmine Jaiswal, the marked calendar in front of him could tell. The most beautiful girl he's ever seen. The absolute bane of his existence. He met her at grade 8 when he was a transfer student at the Elite Academy. He lived with his single mother then and they were poorer than church rats Being an intelligent student at such a young age, he was opportuned to have won numerous scholarships and that was how he had gotten picked as the transfer student who got taken to Elite Academy, the biggest and most expensive school in Qhezon City. "Don't talk to him!!! He's so poor that his clothe can dirty the One thousand dollars pricey shoe your papa bought from Dubai!!" " I heard he lives in the slums!!! No one should talk to him, why was he even b
"What do you mean you're bringing your illegitimate daughter to the house? You can't try that Jaiswal!! She's your shame and is supposed to be hidden!! She's an embarrassment not just to you but I as well" the woman said with a very calm but skeptical tone, trying well to mask the tears that wanted to blur her sight. " Never did I tell you any of that, I don't know where you heard it from but wherever it was you did, don't say that again!! Jasmin is coming to live with us. She's intelligent and a daughter anyone could ever ask for!!Her results are clean unlike your children's, I've already made the choice and she's coming to stay! Let that stick into your damn fucking head!!" " You can't do that!! You can't bring in the daughter of your mistress to stay with my children and I!! You fucking cheated on me with her and begot a baby, would you disrespect me way more just to please her late soul?"" I will and fucking will!! This is my house, you don't tell me what I should and should
Maya's eyes narrowed while turning to her mother's direction. "Don't think you can hide it from us, Mrs. Jaiswal," she said with her voice dripping with malice. "We all know what's really going on here."The room fell silent, with all eyes on Maya and Mrs. Jaiswal. The tension was palpable, and it seemed like the entire room was holding its breath."What are you talking about, Maya?" Mrs. Jaiswal asked, trying to keep her composure."I'm talking about your son's addiction," Maya replied, her voice firm. "I'm talking about how you've been hiding it from the board members and the rest of the world."The room erupted into chaos with board members shouting and demanding answers. Mrs. Jaiswal's face turned bright red with rage and she looked like she was about to explode."How dare you!" she shouted at Maya, her voice echoing through the room. "You have no right to accuse my son of such things!"But Maya just smiled, a triumphant look on her face. "I have every right," she said. "And I
It was finally the D-day for the board to decide if Mr. Jaiswal's heir should begin working as the new CEO of the corporation. The CEO had been absent from work for a few days now but his wife was able to hide the news of his disappearance with a fake document of him travelling abroad for treatments. She had wanted to stage it as a death of the chairman but because his body had not been found regardless of how many divers she sent to the ocean to search for it in the past few days, none had found his body. This had caused her to call for the meeting with her board immediately, fearing that someone would be out with an incriminating evidence against her son. "Alright, we've gathered here today to vote if the new CEO should begin acting as one" the microphone man announced and Jasmine shared a gaze to her step mother who caught her doing so. They smiled. Jasmine too. She knew she must have already found out whom she was. Mrs Jaiswal fought hard to keep her composure calm. This wa
"Get the men ready to complete the mission" Mrs Jaiswal said to someone over the phone call. She disconnected the call and turned to face her husband who was eating. She had just served him and as he ate, he stopped abruptly and gulped down a glass of water as if he had swallowed an unchewed bone that was clogging his throat. However, after he had gulped down the glass of water, his discomfort did not seem to stop, so he handed over the glass cup he held to his wife for her to get another water for him. She didn't move, not even an inch. He began coughing so vigorously but she let the cup he struggled to hand over to her fall to the floor while she stood and watched him convulse. "Sleep well beloved husband. Greet our parents for me" she said to his motionless body that had fallen to the floor from the dining chair he had sat at. "I told you to just handover your position to our son already but you were too stubborn and adamant about it" she continued saying to the body lying s
There were days in people's lives that was clouded, bleak and as if there was no purpose for them, no life to live, no missions to accomplish and worse no visions in sight to accomplish.That was what Maya currently felt as she made the walk to her hotel room. The meeting with the Cajetan's, no, her biological family wasn't what she wanted. Perhaps like her elder brother wanted, she was now getting a reality check. She wasn't a Jaiswal, never was and never will be. It wouldn't be long before Mrs Jaiswal would decide to use that for her own gains, or in other case, try to turn her a minion because of it. She slipped as she walked into her room. An envelope that had been left at the door caused it. She sighed angrily. The documents and documents again. What exactly did the sender want from her this time? Or was it already her mother trying to turn her into a minion of hers to keep the secret of her not being a Jaiswal. Even if she were to do that, she stood to lose more. Like her
"Congratulations ma'am. You're seven months pregnant!" The doctor announced. The scent of antiseptics filled her nose and Jasmine's mind immediately returned, the moment she heard the doctor say that to her. "Seven months pregnant?" She muttered after him."Yes ma'am" the doctor replied."Congratulations sir. It's going to be a twin" the doctor turned to Marshall Yugo who sat by the arm of the bed.Marshal's face as expressionless as he took the doctors handshake but in his mind, he felt his little world crumbling inside.Being in a one sided affair was no good thing. He had hate it for Jasmine but when he married her, he didn't expect that hg would take her time before she would fall for him.Or perhaps it was because of their differences and the fact that she had been in a tumultuous relationship before,not wanting to open her heart to a new fling.Hearing that she was pregnant came as a surprise to him. He hadn't forgotten once anticipated the possibility and now that she was, he
Maya's face was red with rage as she continuously struggled to free herself from the grip on her arm. But he held her firm, his eyes blazing with intensity."You're going to listen to me, Maya," he repeated. "You're going to understand why mother did what she did."Maya's eyes flashed with anger but his grip only tightened. She was trapped, and she knew it."Let me go" she spat, trying to struggle free. But he didn't budge."Not until you listen to me," he said, his voice firm. "Not until you understand."Maya's eyes narrowed, and she glared at him with pure hatred. But he just stared back at her, his expression unyielding."Fine," she spat finally. "I'll listen. But don't expect me to forgive you or your mother."His expression didn't change, but Maya saw a flicker of relief in his eyes. He nodded, and then began to speak."Mother grew up in poverty," he said. "She struggled to survive every day. And when she had us, she wanted a better life for us."Maya's eyes rolled in disgust. "
The man standing by their side got fed up and angrily dragged Maya away. He was tired of hearing her speak. Each of her words held no wisdom, showing off the stupidity some rich people were raised with. "Let go off me you conniving thief!!" She screamed at him but he didn't listen to her and dragged her off their home back to her car. She entered, feeling it the only place she could be at at the moment, needing some fresh air off the scenery of the slum she found herself at. "Bold of you to show your face to me after what you've done! Have you no shame or fear what I might do to you?" She blared at him hoping to scare him with her words and threats. She meant them. She wanted to exterminate him. To kill him. To put a stop to his existence. The mere knowledge of him still being alive after what he had caused her annoyed her and now she just discovered that he was her mother's son! The child of the woman that birthed her! Even if the lady took in for different men which she wasn't
"Maya?" Maya repeated, the realization the woman knew whom she was settling in. She couldn't keep her eyes off her. The man, her former chauffer who had betrayed her when she most needed him and ran away with her wealth illegally acquired money didn't even seem to grab her attention anymore. It was just the woman. The woman whom she was to believe was her mother, Monica Cajetan. She hesitated, unsure of what to say next. She knew whom she was, and has probably watched everything about her on TV. Did she know she was going to find them one day or had she hoped that day wouldn't have come. Mayaaa... The kept hearing her voice call her name. Admitting perfectly that she had sold her off a chunk of change as if she were a cheap cabbage being sold at the slum markets. She had wanted to believe she had been forcefully taken from her. It was stated in her diary that she had stolen from the madam of the house and she had vowed to deal with her for it when she wanted. She didn't think she
Arun sat in the reception of Jasmine Companies nursing a glass of whiskey. His mind was racing with thoughts of Jasmine and the revelation that she was still alive and well."How did she manage to acquire my shares?" he wondered, his eyes scanning the shadows on the wall."How has she returned so calmly that no one noticed her not when she took advantage of his shareholders short selling" Maya's words kept echoing in his mind: "She has more shares than you do in your own company." The thought sent a chill down his spine.Arun's thoughts drifted to his past, to the events that led to Jasmine's supposed death. He had always felt guilty about what happened after her death but he had never imagined that Jasmine was still alive, seeking revenge."What does she want from me?" Arun asked himself, his eyes narrowing in thought.Revenge? The need to destroy him? That was what most women in her place would want to do to him but with Jasmine,he didn't know what exactly it might be that she want