A BILLIONAIRE’S PLIGHT

and establishment. However, curiosity got the better of him, and he stepped inside, hoping for a different experience. Compared to the luxurious jewelry stores he had visit

red, hoping to fetch good price

o his stern demeanour, and the lines and wrinkles on his face spoke of a life well-lived. Jack couldn't help but notice the man's bloodshot eyes be

me to my store, boy," he said, his voice carrying a hint of authority. "What may I do for you? I can fix all k

buy them?" He had anticipated that if the old man knew he came alone, he might try to take advantage of him.

lso brought out the receipt, ready to defend himself in case the man tried anything funny. And just as Jack had suspected, the man began acting peculiar. He examined the wa

e newcomer's presence, Jack remained astonished by the store owner's actio

ved, dismissing his question with wave and instructing Jack to fetch his father. Somehow, the

spicion. Jack started pleading with him, but the old man showed no remorse and demanded that Jack leave his store. Just then, the man dressed

to play along and Jack, being a smart boy, immediately acted innocent and cried out, "Dad, this old man took the Rolex wristwatches you asked me to se

closer, he demanded to know if the old man was buying the watches or not. With a shaky voice, the old man agreed to purchase the watche

e for $5000?" Jack realized the old man was trying to cheat him. He turned to his man in black and said, "Da

breaking the silence. "I can offer $8000, that's all I have." Jack stood his ground, firm in his resolve. "It's $10,000 or we'll take our business elsewhere.

ignalled that he would be waiting in the car, reminding Jack to collect the full payment from the old man. Jack

who had saved him from being conned by the jeweller . It was as though he had vanished into thin air. "Whe

let out a heavy sigh, retracing his steps back

you at the usual in 10 minutes," he spoke into the phone before hanging up. I

was visible . Andrew simply replied, "Nothing yet. I'll let you know when I hear something." Ivette's eyes widened with fear. "What do you mean you haven't heard anything about Jack in almost 24 hours? Does that mean my son is missing?" she panicked. "No, Ivette. It

odyguards by his side. This was quite unusual for the Smith family, known for their status and the need for extra security.

. As he arrived, he noticed a Toyota RAV4 already parked, patiently waiting for him. A man dressed in all black stepped

hired someone named Quentin t

nd reckless youthful days. Talk about loyalty and resourcefulness! But about a decade ago, Quentin decided to retire from his bodyguard duties. He

reliable to keep an eye on Jack, he immediately thought of Quentin. You see, Quentin had a soft spot for Jack since he w

eed to help. , Andrew informed him where jack was dropped off , although it wasn't too specific.

any information that could lead him to the elusive young lad. His investigation led him to the provision store w

s voice, described a dirty little boy who resembled the picture Quentin showed him. "But let me tell you, the kid

en he realized he had no money. However, the cashier did recall seeing Jack later that day, accompanied by a little

that little boy didn't swipe those fancy jewellery he was trying to sell, from you," the cashier quipped. I

ed by a young boy leaving a store down the road. "That's Jack," he whispered to himself, recognisin

d as jack sat down outside the store waiting . . Intrigued, he patiently waited for over an hour, until Jack finally entered the store again a

continued walking until they reached a jewelry store. He swiftly entered the s

aged to sell some of his valuable items for $9000, ensuring that he received the money before leaving. Andrew was seething with anger, tempted to confron

eciated his unwavering support and urged him to keep their actions confidential. Quentin reassured Andrew that nobody w

umed his mind. In the solitude of his car, tears streamed down his face, unburdened by the judgment of others. The weight of the truth he carried was unb

esture, he beckoned her to join him in their bedroom. They hurried inside, ensuring the door was securel

She yearned for any scrap of information that would provide solace an

lways been resourceful. Thank goodness," she exclaimed. Her questions poured forth like a torrent, each o

Do you want to hear about your son or not? Let me speak, and I'll t

ed with tears welling in her eyes. Andrew realized the impact of his harsh words; he had wounded

years, his love and respect for her remained as strong as it had been in their first year together. "My love," he tender

y and has made friends. Our boy is doing well. He even managed to sell some of his wristwatches and made $9,

his, he won't learn to be independent," Andrew explained. As Ivette heard the news of their son's well-being, her mind found so

nge now was the fact that she wouldn't be able to see him for the next five years. She released her grip on Andrew and beamed a

palpable, a sight he hadn't witnessed since Jack left home. Now he could finally rel

he kind or