The assistant shot a glance at Morris. "Looks like you lost our little wager." Morris, unfazed, replied, "Not just yet." The assistant continued, "But you've already been shown the door by the chairman of Vincent Corporation. Are you planning to hang around regardless?" Out of nowhere, Morris pressed a button on his wheelchair, casting a beam of light from an embedded screen onto the white wall opposite them. The image was initially wobbly and unclear, but it soon sharpened into focus-a photo of Mick kissing another man in the hazy confines of a smoke-filled underground bar, with others engaged in questionable antics.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAs soon as the image hit the wall, Mick, typically composed, lost his cool completely. He charged at Morris, almost frenzied. "Turn it off, Morris!" "Turn it off, you scoundrel!" He swung his fist at Morris, but the instant he made contact, it was Mick who hit the ground first. Morris looked down at him, a smirk playing on his lips. "Mick, playing the victim, huh?" Mick lay curled on the floor, shaking with fear, finally grasping the true strength of his adversary. Gasps and murmurs of disbelief rippled through the room. "Mick, is that really you? You're gay?" Jules sighed deeply, disappointment etched across his face.
Jackson jumped in to defend Mick. "Con, boss. Everyone's got their personal life. As long as Mick's doing his job at Vincent Corporation without a hitch, why should his private life be an issue?" Seizing the moment, Mick declared his loyalty. "Mr. Jules, I've always been faithful to Vincent Corporation. This isn't something I chose; being gay is just who I am." Jules pondered for a moment before speaking. "Mick, given your years of dedication to Vincent Corporation and the fact that your personal life hasn't affected your work, I won't hold this against you." Turning to Morris, Jules's demeanor shifted to one of stern reprimand. "Nathan, stooping to such tactics to tarnish Mick's name-isn't that a bit low?" Morris was momentarily speechless.
Jules's leniency towards Mick was far beyond anything he had ever extended to his own son.
Yet, Morris wasn't one to easily back down. Though he seemed meek on the outside, he was a shrewd strategist who wouldn't rest until his goals were achieved.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Jules, your double standards are something to behold. Mick used vile methods against my dear Nathalie, and you dismissed it as his personal business, claiming it wasn't your place to intervene. Now, when I mirror his actions, suddenly I'm the villain?" Morris leaned in, closing the space between himself and Jules. "Jules, if Mr. Lincoln knew about your double- dealing, do you think he'd still call you a friend?" A flicker of shpassed through Jules's eyes. "He'd understand, Nathan. When you're in a position of power, not every decision is yours to make. I hope you can see that." "I don't," Morris retorted, his temper flaring. "Jules, you're willing to
sacrifice your bond with Mr. Lincoln The content is on Ex.com! for the company and turn a blind eye to someone who hurt his beloved daughter. Tell me, why did you give up your lifelong promise to Kelly back then?" Jules, never having been publicly called out like this, flushed with embarrassment and anger. "Morris, Kelly is your mother. How can you speak of her so disrespectfully? You
ungrateful child. If Kelly were here she'd regret having you."
Morris's face went ashen. "Yes, she did regret havingenoughton abandoncompletely and find peace in death."