The day went by as fast as the wind and before she knew it, MJ was at the Petersen’s having dinner with Jameson and his mother, Mrs Petersen, who preferred to be referred to as Miss Dos Santos or by her first name, Reina. Reina's house was not that big or fancy although both she and her son earned enough, it was big enough for both of them and that was what MJ found special about it.
Dinner was going well, but MJ could not help but think about how her day went. Logan had ignored her the entire day and had the staff up on their toes the whole day. She wanted to think about anything other than Logan Parker, but it could not be helped, so she let her mind wander to other things, specifically the dinner.
“So…MJ, how is your brother?” Reina asked.
MJ played with her food while thinking of an answer. She had not spoken to Jorge in a while because they stayed in different houses and worked in different places. Although Jorge w
It was after 8 p.m. when Jorge and Anita arrived at his beach house in Cape Town. Unlike his sister, Jorge was not very fond of drivers. The only time he had someone drive him around was when he was way too busy, thus upon arrival at the airport, Jorge hired a cab to bring them home.“Wow, you have a beautiful home.” Anita said to Jorge while scanning his house.“Thanks. MJ bought it for me.” He smiled at the mention of his sister. He agreed that she did a good job at doing things that he disapproved of, but he did not stay mad at her for too long. She was his sister and his most treasured creation on earth. "She's bought a couple of houses for me, mostly in holiday resorts." He said, scanning through his sitting room. "But this is my favourite." He said and smiled. “Do you want something to drink?” He asked Anita who carefully sat down on the black leather couch as if she would ruin it.“Yes, please. J
Jameson's mother, Reina Dos Santos, entered the big gates of Pollsmoor Maximum Security Prison. She gave in her details and was sent to Medium C prison, where adult males who were sentenced up to one year or were on day-parole, or about to be released were held.She never thought she would ever consider visiting her brother in prison, but after hearing her son’s confession, she had been thinking about it all night, and she went there first thing in the morning before going to work.The guards searched her and she slowly walked into the visiting room where she sat down on the bench and awaited her brother’s arrival. She kept tapping her foot on the floor and the guard gave her a warning look, and she stopped, but immediately started tapping her fingers on the wooden table. She looked around her and there were more people who came to visit their families and friends.She was getting more and more nervous as time passed. Three minutes
He knew what he was doing was dangerous, but he had to do something before someone got hurt, especially if that someone was going to be his stubborn little sister. He had been trying to get hold of her since his conversation with MJ Billings, but she was not taking his calls and she was blue-ticking him on WhatsApp.It would appear that Shannon Botha was willingly staying with MJ Billings and that she was unaware that MJ was holding her hostage. Stupid conclusion, but what was he supposed to think?He had seen what MJ Billings was capable of; there was no murder history, but if she was capable of destroying people and their businesses, as well as making threats with the entire world watching; then she was capable of anything. That kind of a woman was to be feared.He was currently seated at a corner table at Steers, waiting for his cousin, Amber, to arrive. After her fight with Shannon, Amber had done a good job at making herself scarce, especi
Jorge and Anita spent their entire morning trying to evaluate the extent of MJ’s fury, and it was not good at all. Companies were being shut down. Five companies were closed within a span of eight hours and many shares had dropped by at least fifty percent.Many people were out of jobs and they were protesting against their former employers for their salaries. It was only the 26th of April today; some employees were supposed to be paid yesterday, but they were not. People were angry, and Jorge saw it safe to stay away because after all, he was a Billings - the brother of the woman who ruined their lives.They had an early day, so Anita suggested that they go back to the beach house and take a nap before their next meeting. However, it would appear that Jorge wanted anything but to rest because the moment they came back, he went to dive at the beach, followed by a shower. After taking a shower, he went to the kitchen to grab a snack when something caug
The next morning while Jameson was getting ready for work, his mother was seated in their sitting room, waiting for him. She was not working because it was a holiday.It was the 27th of April, a South African public holiday known as Freedom Day, which celebrated freedom and commemorated the first post-apartheid elections held on that day in 1994. The elections were the first non-racial national elections where everyone of voting age of over eighteen from any race group, including foreign citizens permanently resident in South Africa, was allowed to vote.“Morning, Ma.” Jameson greeted and kissed her on the cheek.“Morning, Ricardo.” She gave him a sad smile.He noticed the sadness in her eyes and squatted before her. “Ma, wat gaan aan? (Ma, what is going on?)” He asked in concern.“Please sit down.” She said and patted on the space next to her, and he joined her on the co
MJ had just settled into her new office when Lola came to see her. “Hey, May, I just got off the phone with Sonya. Did you by any chance leave someone in the apartment?” Lola asked cautiously.“Yes, why?” MJ asked."Uhm…Sonya says she received a call from Mr Brown; he says that someone has been blaring music loud every day all week." Lola said.MJ sighed and looked up from her laptop screen. She had totally forgotten about Shannon. The girl was scarce nowadays that MJ thought maybe she had gone back to varsity. “It is Shannon, your sister-in-law.” She said as she closed her laptop, and then she stood up and packed up her things. “You should probably come and have a word with her; I can’t deal with a teenager right now.” She said to Lola, and about less than thirty minutes later, they were parked outside the apartment building.They sat in the car in silence, and MJ’
Being a billionaire had its own advantages. For instance, you did not have to book a plane ticket and wait for hours at the airport for the plane to board, and you did not have to go through many queues. In less than three hours, Jorge had landed in Durban in his private jet, and a few minutes later, he was literally running into an enormous building in Durban.His hotel.The staff members knew him and greeted him on the way, but were shocked when he replied with curt nods, and not with his usual radiant smiles. He went to the last floor where there was only a single suite, which belonged to him. He used his private card to open the suite and he stormed into the sitting room. “GET OUT!” He shouted at the three women who were busy massaging another woman.They stormed out of the suite without looking back. “Jorge!” Sonya jumped off the sofa, shocked to see an angry Jorge. “What are you doing here?” She cleared
There was nothing Logan hated more than loitering the streets at night; it was too dangerous for a man of his status. Not that anything would happen to him, because he had Thuso by his side. The guy would literally take a bullet for him. He was married, with a kid, and instead of spending time with them, he was out here in the cold with Logan, to rescue a wild teenage girl.The call Logan had received while he was at the restaurant with Jorge, was from a bartender from one of Thuso's clubs. The person named Max told Logan that Shannon was wasted, and she was busy dancing on the tables. He asked Logan to come and get her before she does something stupid.When Thuso and Logan arrived at the club, there was no parking spot; even Thuso’s reserved space was taken, so while Thuso was still looking for a parking spot, Logan went into the club on his own.At the entrance of the club stood two big guys, guarding the door and checking ID’s of
She could not remember the last time she felt such an adrenaline rush; it set her body on fire as excitement coursed through her veins.The apprehension she felt before, dissipated the moment she realised that she was basically alone on the top floor of Logan Parker's house. Who knew what secrets this house held?She still remembered Logan's house from her childhood years and back when they were dating. There were many rooms, but she knew where the important ones were; including his study, office, and his bedroom – the perfect places to bury his secrets and important information.From what she remembered, there were no cameras; hopefully that was still the case. She surveyed the house until she found his room, and as expected; it was locked. Logan never trusted anyone when it came to his personal spaces, especially since he was a heavy sleeper.MJ found his office, and strangely, it was not locked; it seemed as though he was
“Yes, that’s right!” Carmen laughed. “I know who you are.” She smirked. “Darn! You had us all fooled, you smooth bitch!” She continued to laugh, placing both her hands on the table for support, feeling proud to have MJ Billings at her mercy. At least that was what she thought.She had no idea what MJ Billings had in store for her. “And I underestimated you.” MJ said, sitting up straight. You have it bad! MJ thought.Carmen was willing to do anything to keep Logan that she did not realize the mistake she had made, but even if she did, it would have been too late. Not only did MJ Billings have leverage on her now, she practically had her life in her hands. But like the snake she was, MJ kept quiet, preying on her like silent venom.“And I proved you wrong.” Carmen said proudly.MJ studied her. She was a fair girl, beautiful beyond doubt. She was wearing a short brown b
“You don’t have to go, you know.” Jorge said worriedly to MJ.“I am going; Carmen invited me.” MJ said while applying a maroon lipstick on her lips. "The least I can do is honour her invitation." She pouted her lips, making sure that she applied her lipstick well.“But-” Jorge tried to argue, but she cut him off.She turned around to face him. “Jorge, we are the Billings, and we don’t-”“Disappoint.” He heaved a sigh and finished off for her.They were currently in MJ’s room, preparing for Logan and Carmen’s engagement party. MJ was wearing a long maroon cocktail dress that reached her toes, and white heels, and tied her curly hair to the side.Jorge, on the other hand, was wearing black skinny jeans, a black shirt, and a grey jacket.“Ready?” Anita peeked through the door, grabbing both their atten
The next morning was different. The Billings' residence felt cold with silence and tension. No one knew what to say. Everyone had to be careful of what they said. They were all currently seated in the kitchen with the exception of MJ."Mm…Jameson, since you are working now and earn better, you can build me a house like this, just to have a kitchen like this one." Antonina said, trying to break the silence. Jorge's house was very huge; it was a double story beach house. They had a sitting room, a lounge, a dining room, a very spacious kitchen that could accommodate the entire royal family and still leave enough space for movement.“Sure, Ants.” Jameson replied quietly.“Jorge, did you get any sleep at all?” Reina asked.Everyone could see that Jorge had not slept at all. He spent the rest of his night, or rather a morning, going through his CCTV footage. Anita had found him sitting in his office, stari
“Shannon!” Reina scolded in the background, but Shannon just laughed.“Haha, you are such a wimp!” Shannon’s laughter boomed through the phone and Jorge closed his eyes.“Oh! Jorge, please don’t mind her; she’s a bit high right now.” Reina said. “MJ is home, she just needs some rest.” She said tiredly, and Jorge sighed in relief.“Thank you, Reina. I’m on my way!” He hung up and was about to leave when Logan stopped him.“Hey, what’s going on?” Logan asked.“May is at home!” Jorge said impatiently.“I’m coming with you.” Logan said tiredly.“No!” Doctor Becker and Jorge answered in unison as if trying to hide something, taking Logan by surprise.Doctor Becker cleared her throat and continued, “Miss Smith needs some rest; a lot of res
Jorge rushed into the hospital and increased his pace as he approached the reception desk, his heart hammering hard against his chest as he imagined all sorts of outcomes. “Hi!” He greeted breathlessly. “My name is Jorge Billings; I’m here to see Miss Smith!” He said anxiously.The receptionist nodded and typed on the computer, and then she fixed her glasses and looked up with a small smile. "Mr Billings, please follow me." She left the desk and led him through a long passage. The sight of nurses and patients and the smell of the hospital made Jorge feel uneasy. Netcare Christiaan Barnard Memorial Hospital was a place that held some bad memories for him and MJ.This was the place where his sister was born, the same place where he was told that his mother had died when he was seven, the same place where he first held his sister in his arms.As if sensing his tension, the woman spoke up. “Your mom was such a ni
“I can’t do this anymore, Thuso. The wait is killing me.” Logan said and sat up from his office couch. He was still in the same clothes he had worn the previous day after work; black tracksuits. He had slept in his office at Parker’s Enterprises after another fight with Carmen. “It has been over 36 hours, that’s a day and a half. That’s almost two flipping days, and there’s still no sign of her.” He said with a broken voice. His eyes were puffy and he looked drained. “I don’t know what to do anymore, I feel like I’m losing my mind!” He growled and pulled on his hair.“We will find her, boss.” Thuso reassured him.“When?” Logan laughed bitterly and stood up. “Maybe this is my punishment. I should have told her the truth. Now she is still out there, probably being tortured and…” He trailed off and held his head.“Logan, y
Logan Parker did not want to hear anything at all. He did not want to listen to anyone. All that he wanted was to find MJ before anything could happen to her. It had not been long since her kidnapping, so chances were that the kidnappers were still around. They could not have gone that far since the police were contacted immediately and we're currently searching for the car.Logan suspected that the same person that tried to run MJ over was the same person that kidnapped her. His main lead now was the tinted car that was spotted on the CCTV footage, but it was not enough. Jorge had told him that May was missing and that she was kidnapped from Sonya’s apartment. His story was not convincing, but Logan decided to use what he had.Being a man of power and authority, Logan Parker managed to get SAPS to set roadblocks as soon as possible. All roads were blocked. From entrances and exit points of Cape Town and Western Cape to harbours and airports.
“Hey, Anita! It is Jorge again. I was just checking if you had heard anything from MJ. Please call me as soon as you get this message…” Jorge said into the phone. His hair was wet and he looked like he just got out of the shower. He was wearing blue jeans and a blue shirt, which was tight around his body, and the sleeves were neatly rolled up, giving his big and fancy watch a better view."Hey, Jorge!" Anita and the Dos Santos women budged into the house with a handful of shopping bags. He sighed in relief and walked towards them. "Wow! You should never go shopping with these two; they made us go from door to door." She sighed tiredly as she placed her bags down, and then she plopped down on the couch and took off her heels.“What the hell happened to your phone? I’ve been calling you all day long!” He shouted, frustrated.Anita sat up straight, and the two women who were busy mingling stopped what they were