Isaac watched his mother leave him and his father alone in the living room. He walked towards one of the couches and sat down. He could feel his father’s eyes on him as he tried to make himself comfortable on the luxurious couch.
“I see they fixed up your neck,” His father began as he stared at Isaac. His eyes were not looking the way they usually looked. Instead of seeing the hardness that he knew so well in them, Isaac saw compassion and guilt.
“Don’t start,” He warned his father.
“I’m not starting anything,” His father replied to him boldly as he crossed his legs. “I’m just stating what is obvious, and right now, that’s your neck.”
Isaac was really being tested. He could feel his patience becoming thinner. If his father continued on this path of arrogance, he would certainly snap. “Why am I here? Why did you want to see me?”
His father smiled faintly and ran his hand through his salt-and-pepper hair. “I’m sorry for what happened last night. I was abusive and deserve to go to prison. I shouldn’t have choked your mother or tried to hurt you.”
Isaac was shocked and speechless. He could not believe what he was hearing. Was this a dream? His father had never apologized before, nor owned up to anything he did wrong. If he was sorry about something that he did, he would just start acting nice and avoid talking about what happened.
“Is this a joke?” Isaac laughed in disbelief.
“Do you see me laughing?”
“You have never apologized to me before, why now?” Isaac asked boldly. He was really intrigued by why his father was suddenly acting out of character. And even though this was a good thing, he wanted an answer still.
Isaac’s father laughed deeply and uncrossed his legs. His son was right, he had never apologized to a single soul in his life. This was a first. “After your mother came to my office and we argued about you leaving for America, I had some time to think about everything when she left.”
“It’s time for a change.” His father added, his voice cracking a bit as tears formed in his eyes.
“Dad, are you okay?” Isaac felt all his anger disappear, he was now feeling sorry for his father.
Mr. Robert cleared his throat and then spoke, “What would you like to study in America?” He was not ready to talk about the reason he had so much anger and pain in his heart; why he lashed out at Isaac and Ava almost all the time.
Isaac could sense that his father was trying to open up to him but was not fully ready, so he did not try to make him do so. “I don’t know, to be honest. Mom got it all done in a blink of an eye.”
“Business. You’re going to do Business and Accounting like your old man.” Isaac’s father replied to him.
Isaac felt more relaxed than he was when he first entered the living room to meet his father. He was actually now willing to forgive his father for what had happened last night. He was not the kind of person that held grudges, they’re just too draining.
“Yeah, I think Business Administration and Management would do,” Isaac agreed with his father. “I don’t even know which college or university I would be going to.”
“The best one, I would tell you that. Do you think I would let the heir of the Ford fortune go to a community college? Certainly not!” Mr. Robert laughed, and Isaac joined him.
Isaac spent the rest of the night talking with his father while actually enjoying it. This was a rare occurrence. He and Mr. Robert only had a professional relationship; one that involved him being groomed into the perfect CEO and Heir, but tonight they were finally building a bond.
Morning came and the sun shone through the thin curtains in Isaac’s room. Birds chirped and the alarm at his bedhead cried loudly.
He cursed under his breath as he turned off the alarm. He maybe got about four hours of sleep last night because he and his father was finally bonding. It was a great night; one that Isaac would always remember.
A knock sounded at the door, and then Isaac heard his mother, “You better be getting ready, Isaac. You have to be at the airport in an hour!”
Isaac did not answer, he dragged his body off of his bed quickly and removed his clothing. He headed for the large bathroom in his room and took a quick shower. He then dressed and headed for a closet.
He did not pack a suitcase because he did not have to. He had two suitcases always filled with all he needed in case he had to travel; one of the perks of having money. He pulled the suitcases out and left his room.
“Are you all set for America?” Mr. Robert asked his son. He saw that Isaac was already dressed and was rolling two suitcases with him. When Mr. Robert thought about last night, he felt proud of himself; that he had finally made a move to get to know Isaac on a deeper level.
“Yup, and I don’t suppose that you are heading to the airport with us, are you?” Isaac asked, and he could not deny that he wanted Mr. Robert to come along.
Mr. Robert was already ready and dressed to impress in a three-thousand-dollar suit. But he had a very important meeting with the partners at Ford Technology. “Um, I have a very important meeting that I can not miss, Isaac.”
Isaac felt sad a bit but he was not giving up. “You’re the CEO, schedule it for another time.”
Mr. Robert knew that it was not how things worked but he was not willing to wipe the smile from on Isaac’s face. “Yeah, you’re right. Let’s go.”
Isaac chuckled happily as Mr. Robert helped him with one of the suitcases. As soon as they exited the house, guards came to help with things quickly.
A driver drove the Ford family to the airport in a BMW X7. When they arrived, Isaac's flight was going to be boarding in twenty minutes. It was good that everything was already checked in online.
“You would meet with one of the family’s friends in New York. He would walk you through everything, including where you would be staying, your university, and more,” Mrs. Ford informed her son as her heart swelled up with joy.
She was really happy that Isaac was going to live his life elsewhere. Instead of being constantly polished day and night for taking Robert’s place, he would actually get to live life to the fullest.
She had also heard Isaac and Robert talking and laughing last night. It was very strange and rare but she was really joyful about that.
Isaac gave his mother a hug and took in her scent of lavender deeply. He’d miss her dearly but this was what she wanted. When he broke the hug, he saw her eyes glistening with tears as she smiled happily.
“I love you, Isaac. Always know that.” Isaac heard his mother say to him as she touched his face gently.
Mr. Robert stood awkwardly as he watched the interaction between Isaac and his mother. He was tentative about doing anything emotional, and besides, he was not Isaac’s real father. And maybe Isaac might only see him as the rich guy that his mother married.
“I love you, mom,” Isaac replied, and a tear escaped his eye. He sniffled and chuckled as he wiped the tear with the back of his hand.
Isaac’s flight was now boarding and it was being announced on the speakers in the airport. He walked up to Mr. Robert and stared at him for a few seconds before hugging him. “Thank you for everything, I love you, dad.”
Isaac’s words caused Mr. Robert to choke up, he couldn’t speak; afraid that if he did that he would start sobbing. He hugged his ‘son’ back and breathed in deeply before letting his breath out slowly.
Isaac broke the hug and his father gave him a nod. He then turned around and headed for the line where people were boarding the plane. As soon as he reached the line, everyone looked at him and whispered.
“He’s Isaac Ford,” A woman not far from Isaac said to her friend.
“Sir? Excuse me, sir?” The lady checking everyone’s passports called for Isaac’s attention. “Please come to the front of the line.”
Isaac was a bit taken aback by all the attention and respect. Being a Ford really was like being a celebrity here. He went to the front of the line and no one complained.
After his passports were checked, the lady spoke, “Thank you, sir. Have a nice flight.”
Isaac was in first class, of course. He was escorted to his seat and had over three flight attendants at his service.
He fastened his seatbelts and breathed out a sigh. This was actually his first time being on a plane. Since he was born, he had never left South Africa.
And now he was literally heading across the world to a country where he did not know a single soul.
Isaac looked out the plane’s window as it descended slowly over the concrete jungle that is New York City. He was blown away at how many buildings he saw, the place looked surreal! After landing and when the engine noises had subsided, the pilot spoke, “Ladies and Gentlemen, we welcome you to the city of New York. The local time is 7:45 AM. For your safety and the safety of those around you, please remain seated with your seatbelts fastened and keep the aisles clear until we are parked at the gate.” Isaac could not contain his excitement. Even though he was a bit jetlagged from the flight, he was not going to let that dull his experience. When the plane parked at the gate, he unfastened his seatbelt and headed out. The air was cold and his nose hurt slightly every time he inhaled. Why was it so cold? It was not even snowing; just a slight drizzle. “Isaac Ford, yes?” A man that worked with the airport asked Isaac when he was in the huge building. Isaac nodded and the man continued
Isaac watched the look on the chancellor's face. He knew that the man was annoyed but had no choice but to answer any question thrown at him. “Mr. Ford…” Mr. Hart began after he released a sigh. “I don’t appreciate that our relationship is starting on the basis of money.” Isaac could not help but chuckle at the man’s response. Was he being serious? Whether he liked it or not, their relationship had already been cemented by money. By Ford money. “Now, I have arranged a tour of the campus and our facilities for you. I’m sure you would love to see where you would be going to school for the next couple of years.” Mr. Hart smiled warmly as he stared at the boy; he was proving to be trouble already and this was just the first day. “Okay,” Isaac replied as he put the phone back into his pocket. “One of our best students would be the one in charge of the tour,” Mr. Hart continued. “No,” Isaac stood to his feet and stared at the man. If his parents were literally paying almost a millio
The girl watched Isaac get closer to her and he seemed intimidating but yet had a softness that called to her. His eyes were dark and his smile was doing something to her that she could not completely understand at the moment. Who was this man? “Hi,” Isaac ran his hand through his hair as he kept his eyes on the beautiful girl that stood in front of him. He was a very calculated person that did things smoothly but for the first time in years, he did not know what to do. “Hi,” The words came out as a soft whisper. “I’m Jessie Whitfield, and I’m a second-year student here.” Isaac chuckled in response and Jessie raised one of her eyebrows before asking, “Why are you laughing?” Her voice was gentle.“It’s just that you’re acting like you’re being interviewed,” Isaac's body was getting dryer with each minute that passed because of the flow of air in the room, but his hair was still drenched. “I’m just introducing myself, stranger,” Jessie replied as she ran her hands over the spine of
Jessie tried her best to listen to her lecturer but she could not help feeling Isaac’s eyes on her. He kept looking at her and each time she looked back at him, he looked away. This made Jessie giggle. She felt like a teenager, and for a long time in her life, she was not overly obsessed about how she did in school, getting her family out of poverty, or the dark secret she had that gnawed at her every damn day. She felt seen. “Okay, class. That would be all for today. Make sure to read and prepare for your midterms which would be coming up pretty soon.” The lecturer spoke loudly so everyone in the class could hear her. The class was now over and everyone was trying to leave. Isaac stood up and folded his arms on his broad chest as he watched Jessie put her books, markers, and other things into her tote bag. She had a small smile on her face that Isaac liked looking at. He needed to find a way to spend more time with her. “Hey, pretty boy!” One of the students startled Isaac.
Isaac was standing in front of the full-length mirror in the penthouse as he got ready for the party. He was very excited for this would be his very first informal party, plus Jessie would be there. He really wanted to see what she would look like out of a baggy sweater and held-up messy bun. After Jessie had introduced herself to Otis, she decided to head home while Isaac let Otis drive him back to the penthouse. He then asked Otis to help him find something casual to wear at the party. He was so used to the dozens of formal parties that he went to that he was oblivious to how one should dress for a gathering as mundane as a house party. Otis was really good at finding the right outfits and was currently waiting for Isaac downstairs in the car so they could head to the party. “This is so different,” Isaac chuckled to himself as he studied his reflection in the mirror. Isaac knew that his dad would go crazy if he saw him wearing something either than an expensive suit to go to
Isaac could see that Jessie was not okay. They were building such a good momentum together but now he could feel her withdrawing. He knew that he was losing her and if he did not do something, maybe he’d lose her forever.Or maybe he was just being dramatic and really worried about Jessie.“Jessie, let me help you,” Isaac suggested as he took a few steps closer to her. He did not want to try to touch her again, knowing now that she clearly did not want to be touched. “Please.”Jessie’s eyes were filled with tears and when she blinked, they rolled down her face. She clenched the phone in her hand and stared at the message. Why was this happening to her now? If someone knew her secret then that meant her whole life was over! Everything that she had dreamed about and worked for would be for nothing! Jessie was glad that Isaac was here and that she was really having a good time before she received the message.Now she just wanted to be alone. “You can’t help me.” She laughed dryly. Who t
Isaac took a few seconds to process what Otis had just told him. He really wanted to help Jessie and not doing anything especially when he was capable made him feel useless. But he also knew that Otis had a solid point. If he did this, it would be the very thing that would pull him and Jessie apart even before they got together. “You have a point.” Isaac agreed with Otis. “I’d like to think that too.” Otis made a turn down the street and drove towards the skyscraper that Isaac was staying in. “So what would you suggest that I do?” “Have faith. Have faith that when the right time comes, Jessie would open up to you. And not just about her secret but about everything.” Otis replied, and the car came to a stop. Isaac smiled, feeling good that Otis just saved him from almost making a mistake that would have bitten him in the butt. “Thank you, Otis.” He smiled warmly.“You’re welcome,” Otis pressed a button in the car and the locks on the doors made a sound, signaling that the doors we
Jessie watched the color drain from her brother’s face and her heart dropped. “Please, say something…” She begged him, feeling fear and paranoia take over her entire being. “I–I…how is this even possible?” He stuttered and then tugged at his hair in frustration. “I swear, I covered our tracks perfectly. There’s just no way.” He laughed without humor. Jessie could not help the tears that were building up in her eyes. She had thought that her brother would be able to take care of this but from his reaction, she feared that it was above him. “I was at Josh’s party–” Jessie began but Joe cut her off. “You were at a party?” He stared at her incredulously. “I literally told you to lay low!” His face glowed red, showing how upset he was. “Can you just let me finish?” “Dammit, Jessie!” Joe roared as he slapped the computer monitor from on his desk violently. It crashed to the floor with a loud thud, causing Jessie to inhale sharply. “I just wanted to feel what it was like…” Jessie sob
Isaac watched Otis park the fancy jeep in front of the airport, which was where he was with his luggage. Otis got down from the vehicle and kept the engine running as he took the luggage away from Isaac respectfully. “How was your flight?”“It was meh. I have flown on better airlines,” Isaac joked, and Otis laughed in response. When the luggage was in the trunk and Isaac was in the backseat of the car, he let out a sigh. It felt good to be back in New York. “Did you take care of what you went to take care of the back home?” Otis asked as he drove Isaac to the penthouse. The car was filled with light jazz music. “Uh, yeah. Yeah, I think I can say that.” Isaac did not want to get into the specifics with Otis. Not that he did not trust the man, but he was just a bit weary of the topic and liked that his life here was different. He was afraid that if he told Otis fully about what happened at home, then in a way he would be contaminating his life here with life back home. Isaac did no
The car ride back to the mansion was quiet. No one said a word to each other but it was clear that a lot of thinking was going on. Isaac sat in the back seat by the door while his mom sat between him and his father. Once they reached home, the car swerved smoothly into the big compound and came to a stop in front of the house. Two guards immediately approached the car and they opened it up for the Fords. When Isaac got down, he walked straight into the house and headed for the living room. He started to pace as he awaited his parents. When they finally came into the house, they joined him in the living room and sat down on the couch.“One of you please tell me that we are not going to let that madman get away with what he has planned…” Isaac began. “Isaac,” His mother's voice was filled with defeat, and her eyes held sadness. “I love you. I really do, but I think the best thing to do is to do as Victor has proposed.”Isaac stopped pacing and looked at his mother incredulously. “You
Robert Ford entered the sitting area and saw his brother sitting on the long fur-covered chair. His mother sat not too far, and she frowned a bit when her eyes landed on him.Victor stood to his feet and straightened the suit on him. His hair was perfectly styled, and the shoes he wore alone cost nearly ten thousand dollars. He had been in prison for a long time and being free felt good.He could still remember why he had been thrown in jail. It was because he beat a man to death. Victor did regret that the man died but he knew that he only assaulted him because the man had been caught trying to rape his girlfriend of six years.He had been so angry and filled with rage that all he could see was red. He bashed the man’s head in with a short-length iron pole that he had found in the same alley where everything was happening. There was so much blood but he did not stop hitting the man until he was out of breath.Afterward, he took his girlfriend to her family and turned himself in. He g
Worry filled Isaac’s heart and he aimed to know what was going on. “Mom, what do you mean that we could lose everything? What’s going on?” “I really don't want to talk about this over the phone, Isaac. Just know that we need you home as soon as possible.” Isaac heard his mother breathe out a sigh of frustration. “I always knew that this was coming, but I did not think that it would be this soon.” “Mom, you can’t just tell me all this and leave my mind to wander. Please, I promise that the moment I drop this call I would book the next flight to South Africa. But I need you to tell me what’s going on.” Isaac begged his mother for more information. “Just come home, please…” “Did dad hit you?” Anger laced his voice and he clenched his jaw. “No,” His mother replied in a breathy way. “Then what? What could be huge enough for you to sound this worried?” He held the phone to his ear as he headed for his room. He needed to start parking and would get Otis to take him to the airport as
“Come on dad, leave them alone,” Josh complained to his father. His father was a successful CEO and made sure to insert his title in every conversation. It made Josh feel uncomfortable.“I’m just trying to get to know your friends, Josh. You complained about how I am not in your life enough and when I finally attempt to, you push me away,” His father’s voice was smooth and heavy. “Jessie, this is my father, James Clinton.” Josh gave in and introduced Jessie to his father. Josh’s father smiled politely as he reached out his hand to shake Jessie’s. “Nice to meet you, dear. And might I say, you look lovely.” “Thank you, Mr. Clinton.” “And you, young man. You look familiar. Do I know you from somewhere?” Josh’s father said when he turned his attention to Isaac as he tried to shake the young heir’s hand. “I’m Isaac Ford. Nice to meet you, Mr. Clinton.” Isaac was really good at social interactions like this. His father made sure of it. His father made him understand that he was to be a
Isaac closed the door of the car once he was in. “For now, nowhere. I just want you to drive me around the city until it’s time for us to pick up Jessie.” “Sounds like a plan. You are about to get the most unique tour of New York City, the city that never sleeps.” Otis replied as he chuckled heartily. The car jerked forwards gently as Otis pressed the gas. He took Isaac around the city and even rolled down the windows. The wind blew in the car as he drove and whenever traffic caught them, Isaac would take pictures of the busy streets and the buildings.Finally, the sun was setting and Isaac was blown away by the beauty and life of the city. He had only been here for a few days but he felt like he was becoming a part of this surreal place that looked like it was ripped out of a modern fantasy world.The buildings were so tall that they looked unreal. When the sun had disappeared and welcomed the night, Isaac laid back on the car seat as a feeling of freedom filled him. He felt reall
Isaac stared at Jessie, slightly surprised that she wanted to go to another party. But it made him excited and glad that she also wanted to spend more time with him. “Are you sure?” She giggled and the sound made Isaac smile warmly. He loved seeing her happy. “Yes, I’m sure.” She sat down in her seat next to Isaac. The class was now almost full but the teacher was not there yet so everyone was doing their own thing. “But what about your secret?”Her eyes dimmed a bit but hope then sparked in them. “It’s all good. My brother is taking care of it. There is nothing to worry about.” Her tone was confident. “That’s great! I genuinely hope that it all works out!” Isaac meant the words that flowed out of his mouth. He really did not like seeing Jessie weighed down and downcast. He enjoyed it when she was light and filled with a softness that he could barely describe.“If you need my help at all, just let me know,” Isaac added, and then he bit his bottom lip in nervousness. He remembered
Jessie watched the color drain from her brother’s face and her heart dropped. “Please, say something…” She begged him, feeling fear and paranoia take over her entire being. “I–I…how is this even possible?” He stuttered and then tugged at his hair in frustration. “I swear, I covered our tracks perfectly. There’s just no way.” He laughed without humor. Jessie could not help the tears that were building up in her eyes. She had thought that her brother would be able to take care of this but from his reaction, she feared that it was above him. “I was at Josh’s party–” Jessie began but Joe cut her off. “You were at a party?” He stared at her incredulously. “I literally told you to lay low!” His face glowed red, showing how upset he was. “Can you just let me finish?” “Dammit, Jessie!” Joe roared as he slapped the computer monitor from on his desk violently. It crashed to the floor with a loud thud, causing Jessie to inhale sharply. “I just wanted to feel what it was like…” Jessie sob
Isaac took a few seconds to process what Otis had just told him. He really wanted to help Jessie and not doing anything especially when he was capable made him feel useless. But he also knew that Otis had a solid point. If he did this, it would be the very thing that would pull him and Jessie apart even before they got together. “You have a point.” Isaac agreed with Otis. “I’d like to think that too.” Otis made a turn down the street and drove towards the skyscraper that Isaac was staying in. “So what would you suggest that I do?” “Have faith. Have faith that when the right time comes, Jessie would open up to you. And not just about her secret but about everything.” Otis replied, and the car came to a stop. Isaac smiled, feeling good that Otis just saved him from almost making a mistake that would have bitten him in the butt. “Thank you, Otis.” He smiled warmly.“You’re welcome,” Otis pressed a button in the car and the locks on the doors made a sound, signaling that the doors we