HUNTER’S POV"Hey, Coach Jordan,” I called, walking into the open office. I waved at Mason; he'd accompanied me here, and it was a huge relief to focus on his chatter instead of bearing the prying eyes that followed me. He would have come with me into the office, but he told me he felt this would be a private discussion.The burly man looked up from what he was writing, blond hair falling over his eyes as he did so. He flashed me a smile. "Hunter boy" I grinned at the nickname he gave the members of the baseball team. He always added 'boy' to our names, and I found it annoying until I found out that he only referred to his prize team members that way."How're you holding up?" He asked I shrugged. "I'm okay."He raised an eyebrow. "How okay? Because you missed two days at school, this must be hard for you."Great, I could imagine that this was what I would be getting from most of the teachers today. I moved forward and placed my hands on the chair opposite him. "I'm fine. Mason said
BLAZE’S POVI took a sip of the wine set before me, staring at the door. It had been an hour now, more time than I would have expected the lawyer to waste. "What's taking the lawyer so long?" I asked, turning towards Axel.My brother shrugged, placing his hands on the dining table. This wasn't really a meal, just something to keep us occupied till the man came. And yet, Axel had asked for a second round of the sausages that the cooks had brought."Think someone hijacked him on the way?" I tried again. Maybe Axel hadn't really gone to get a lawyer that morning. Perhaps he just wanted to waste my time. I hoped that was not the case, though; I had things to attend to at work and this time I was spending here put a lot of things at stake. I was only here because hearing what Dad's will said was important, and as much as I would have loved to listen to it from Axel, I needed to know what it contained first-hand.Axel let out a small laugh. "You're not that lucky, Blaze. We're going to he
BLAZE’S POVI glanced at Axel, trying to hold in the bubble of laughter that was building inside me. But one look at his bewildered expression was all it took for it to come out. At some point, Axel joined me in laughing too. This was such a funny scenario. Did people think they could pop up and claim to be my father's sons right when the will was about to be read?"Of course,” I managed to say. "Perfect timing, by the way."If she really was who she claimed to be, then I refused to understand why she was making an appearance now. Weeks after my Father’s death. Days after his burial. "What do you mean by that?" she questioned, her eyes darting between us with confusion written all over her face."Where were you at his funeral?" I threw at her while attempting to school my expression back to neutrality."I was there,” She answered "You can't be serious," Axel exclaimed, his tone giving his shock. "So, throughout that day, even the days that followed, you didn't deem it fit to introd
AUTHOR’S POVAxel watched the woman's expression morph from denial into shock. Sure, that was how he looked when he had looked over Blaze's shoulder to see for himself what the will said. This was a huge shock. There was no way anyone had expected this. Of all people, Katie?"Dad played a fast one on us, huh?" Blaze muttered, hands on his chin. He looked troubled, and rightly so. There had to be some form of foul play somewhere"I don't believe this," he said and turned to the lawyer. "Did you switch this will up or something? Tell me where the real thing is."The lawyer stared at him aghast. "Why on earth would I switch this up? You think I'm hiding the real will?" This had to be the most stupid thing he had heard since entering the law profession. What was his business with the Griffin family? What would he gain by hiding the real will from those it belonged to? He understood their shock, and he, too, had been shocked when he had opened it. But that was no reason for them to start
HUNTER’S POVI clenched my fists beneath the table. Now, I would give anything to deal another blow to Jean's lying face, but that would not happen before the principal. Still, I continued to glare at the boy sitting near me, flanked by his minions who posed as witnesses.When the prefects had come to get me earlier, I had thought I would be able to defend my reason for hitting him. That was until I got to the principal's office and saw that Jean, holding a handkerchief to his nose, had already given his twisted and false side of the story."All I did was tell him I was sorry for the whole incident," I had met Jean saying, "and when I asked about his brothers, he punched me."I tried to tell the truth, but Jean's boys spoke against me. Of course, the principal sided with those that had more witnesses."Could you at least get someone who isn't Jean's friend to tell you what happened?" I asked, turning to the principal.The principal folded his hands and looked at me squarely. "You think
AUTHOR’S POVBlaze moved his eyes over the will again. It was just a piece of paper, yet it brought a lot of devastation. Could he just tear this and share Dad's property himself?"There's a second part of it", the lawyer said, holding another page to him. That wasn't the only document in the folder he had retrieved, and he figured the rest contained more details on how the property would be allocated to Katie. "There are more? Why didn't you say so since?" Blaze took it from him, a small part, hoping they would nullify the one he was already holding. Maybe his father had an explanation for them in the other slips. Perhaps they just had to be patient and read the clues.His father was never one for mystery, though, but since he was just discovering new things about the man he grew up with, there was nothing he should doubt about him now.Way to go, Dad, making sure your death won't be instantly forgotten. He just had to create a lasting, foolish impact. That was all he could conclude
KATIE’S POVZuhra did call as she promised. I recognised her voice the moment she spoke, even before introducing herself."It's Zuhra," she said. Her clear voice had a nice ring to it. "I know. It's a bit late, though." It was almost eight. I would have thought she'd be sleeping by now. Well, I probably thought so because I was sleepy. Normally, I would be up and active by this time. I guess this was a part of my pregnancy symptoms. The doctor had mentioned something like this, right? I couldn't be sure, but I had written down what she said. "So what? I don't have a curfew or anything...do you?""Nope," I replied."So.." she paused for a while, thinking of what to talk with me about, I presumed. "did you get what you were looking for at the college? You were applying, right?""How did you know?" It wasn't like I'd written 'applying for college' in my head."Just a random guess," she said. "And you were carrying some kind of folder."Yeah, right, a folder that didn't have the most i
BLAZE’S POV"Sir, these are the letters Greenland sent," my manager's voice interrupted my thoughts. I had even forgotten that he was standing right here.I nodded in response to him. I didn't feel like getting back to work, but as usual, I did what was needed, not what I felt like doing. I folded my hands on the mahogany table."Any trouble with our clients?" I asked. Though I had been away for just a few days, that was enough for new issues to spring up. I doubted there was anything my manager couldn't handle, though, but I just needed to be sure."Not at all," he replied."Alright then, schedule a meeting with the board. There are some things I want to put in place."He nodded, rising. "I hope it's not too personal, but since we're done talking business, I want to ask something unrelated.."If this was him asking for permission, my answer was definitely no. I had a good idea of what 'unrelated' matters entailed. I opened my mouth to dismiss him, but he spoke first."How is your fami