Hello lovelies, I apologize so much for the delay but I've been so busy juggling school work and this fundraiser as well as finishing this story-which is long! However, I want to say that this isn't the last chapter so don't get discouraged and anticipate the next chapter, I REPEAT THIS IS NOT THE LAST CHAPTER. I put that in caps just in case some of you guys don't read this lol. Enjoy the chapter, and comment and upvote! love u!❤️
Jacob's pov
My phone rang during the break before suraiya went up to perform her free skate which I had been anticipating. Because if her short program was that good, how is her free going to be? That thought made me realize that I was like everyone else in the crowd. Expecting a lot from that tiny girl. Someone who bore a lot of stress and worried about the smallest detail when performing, she really is a complete perfectionist when it comes to skating.I looked at the caller ID and saw that it was Alex that was calling.
I answered it and in a hurried voice Alex said breathlessly "Jacob you have to come back right now! There's an important meeting that came up and the chairwoman is specifically asking you to go. That you can't take no as answer." I sighed and thanked him as before ending it he said "Jacob I'm serious you have to be in America very soon. A private jet is to take you. Quickly!"
I guess they were important clients for Alex to be worrying so much. I headed back to the stands where Alissa was seating at and I sat back down and told her everything that was happening and asked her if she wanted to come with me or stay and she said that she wanted to stay and hang out with Ella before flying out later on tonight or tomorrow morning. I kissed her on the cheek and said goodbye while looking at suraiya stretching at the boards talking to lily who was probably giving her advice.
I looked at her ankle and saw it wrapped with a bandage and sighed a bit. She's going to still perform even with a hurt ankle-one she often hurts.
I was so tempted to walk up to her and make sure she was okay but then Alex spammed me with messages and said "you better not be staring at your princess." And "you need to hurry the hell up."
I smiled at the fact that he knew I was staring at suraiya and as I walked out of the arena, I whispered 'good luck' to her although she obviously never heard me but I just wanted to pray to whoever was watching over her to take care of her because I'm unable to.
A black car with tinted windows was waiting outside the large arena as the driver got out of the car and introduced himself saying he'll be taking me to the airport. He opened the door and I went in.
The car ride wasn't that long and before I knew it, I was already there. The pilot flying the private jet was from my company it was Jeff. He was the usual pilot that flew the plane and helicopter when I needed to get to areas quickly. I headed in with my passport that was brought to me thanks to the driver who dropped by at my hotel.
I took a seat and a stewardess passed me a black leather suitcase which was a familiar item. That suitcase contained a bunch of files from popular important clients. Alex must've really trusted these guys to let them hold onto it. But it wasn't like they could open it. The information that was being held captive inside the suitcase wasn't allowed outside into this world unless I or the chairwoman let it out. Some of our clients weren't exactly with the law and instead owned drug cartels and other illegal business. Which is why I never wanted to include myself in this messed up company. Sure we were a popular car company but there was a lot of shady stuff happening on the side that I wasn't able to stop. I was being held captive as the president of this company and I wasn't allowed to leave no matter how much I wanted to. And most importantly I don't want suraiya to be involved in this wretched business that my grandmother created.
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