f Brenda, Jackson's mother. During the years of their marriage, Brenda was the most caring and l

prison. She turned away from her as soon as she took a glance at

reaction because years ago, Fiona woul

he bit her lower lips, her gaze moving between Jackson and his smug acco

ateful son in charge!" she gritted, aircoating the 'ungrateful'. "And now I am

r expected that Fiona could call her an ungrateful son. During the years that they were married, Fiona never got into an arg

nto in prison? Jackso

u ran the company into the ground! All those unpaid taxes nearly ruined everything. Now you

company while I was a full-time housewife taking care of Rowan and our home. How was I responsible for invading those taxes? Well, maybe your son didn't tell you; he was resp

never be involved in an act that would tarnish the

nt. "The truth is the company was never truly Jackson's. Yeah

en't explained to your dumb mother? Huh?" S

shock, surprised that Fiona c

was interrupted by Jackson, who stepped forward closer to Fiona, a cruel smile twisting his lips.

ingly signed the ownership papers two years ago before you went to prison. You remember,

son's words hung heavy in the air. Confus

s later with a worn leather folder, snapping it open with a flouri

he document out towards Fiona. Her heart p

s he u

e paper? Fio

ngerly took the paper. TRANSFER OF OWNERSHIP

etters of her signature seeme

get on the transfer

ne was carving a hole in it with a chisel. The tears

Brenda, with a smug smile plastered across her face, preened beside him. Alaina, eyes gleaming with a pred

sob escaped her lips. The weight of her naivety and the crushin

over the company's financial decisions two years ago, whereas in truth Jackson had control over those decisions since Fiona put him in ch

-a cruel echo of the emotion

kson," she stammered, her voice echoing the tremor in her h

iating like a glacier. "Stole? No

g. She reached out a trembling hand, tracing the signature at the

an't be

ckson snapped, his voi

feel right. I haven't signed anything like that in years." She shook her hea

upset, and maybe you have forgotten because you stayed

ling suspicion forming in her gut. "There's something wrong here," she insi

on the room as the air crack

lacating tone, "we can go over the paperwork with a lawyer if you

int in her eyes. "Yes, a lawyer sounds perfe

paused, with a smug look on his face. "Did you think I am a crimina

ture. It may look like mine, but it's n

knew Fiona wasn't a fool who wouldn't know what she had done, but he couldn't let

oice trembling with a mix of anger and sadness. "But yo

I am now the rightful owner of Veritas Holdings, and there is not

owan's hand in her sweaty, trembling ones. She had hoped s

s old. It now dawned on her that she had been a pawn in Jacks

he mumbled under her voice to Rowan, who w

the lounge defeated, Jackson

"I should have asked for a divorce before sending you to jail, but I guess now i