Jay pov.
Aries was still staring at me.
"What?" I asked him.
"What would you do if it was poisoned?"
"Uhhh... Die? Duh. What do you expect me to say that I have magic poison surviving abilities?"
"Jay! You're too reckless."
I sighed. Mortals🙄. Have to explain everything to them.
"It's not poisoned." I said.
"How would you know that?" Aries asked.
"Because, horoscope, look around. He's obviously eating the same food." I said pointing at kiezar Watson. "And unless he wants to die with us, I don't think it's poisoned. The only other way is utensils, and I'm eating with my hands. The plate might be poisoned though!" I pointed out enthusiastically.
"That's not comforting." Aries deadpanned.
"Too hungry to care. If it's poisoned, no it's not." I said.
"Only rose in a bush full of thorns?" Kiezar muttered, more to himself than to us.
"Besides. He wouldn't want us to die. Yet. He still wants something from us." I turned to look at the Watson brother's father. "Isn't that right?"
He smirked amusedly. "What's your name?"
"Hey jackass! That's none of your fvcking business." Kwanan said. I looked at him surprisedly. I didn't think he'd stand up for me. Then again, he hated his father. So maybe it wasn't for me.
"Mind your words. I'm still your father." Kiezar said.
"Bullshit" kwanan replied.
He turned to look at Ella. "Last time you met me you were with my son, weren't you? Interesting. Well I think a lot has changed. I merely wanted to catch up. Which is why I invited your friends here."
"Kidnapped. Not invited. That requires us accepting to come. If we're pretending to talk nicely, at least use the right vocabulary." I said calmly. Then I continued eating. Because food.
"What's your name? Who are your parents?" Kiezar asked again.
Crack! The glass Kiefer was holding split open blood oozing through. (A/N: To anyone who forgot, Jay doesn't have blood trauma. She does have trauma, though. Refer to chapter 17: Jay's background)
"I already told you they're none of your business!" Kief- Kwanan shouted.
I ignored him. "Like you don't know?" I asked and everyone in that room froze. Including Kief-Kwanan.
Kiezar, however just laughed.
Keep laughing. I hope your tooth falls off.
"My dear, why would a man like me know about you?"
I smiled, even though I honestly wanted to throw a plate at his head. "Because, a man like you has been sending men to follow me around. Since last Thursday, if I'm not wrong." I said, then looked around until I spotted two men standing a little farther away. "There-" I said pointing to those 2 men. "Those were the ones following me." I looked directly at the two men. "Piece of advice? Next time you follow someone, use rubber lined shoes. It makes less noice on the pavements." Their faces went completely red. "I also saw a few people following ci n and David."
Kiezar just raised an eyebrow. "You see a lot of things I presume."
I smiled not-so-sweetly. "No. I'm a CBI. I don't see. I observe. I notice. There's a difference. Though I guess people like you won't understand."
He looked angry for a second but quickly masked it with a fake sweet smile. "Ah. Yes. The CBI. Aren't you a little too young? I guess they're just letting in anyone who comes? Don't you have to be able to take down atleast 30 men in one sitting to be able to join? How many can you take?" He smirked and I swear to god I wanted to chuck him out the window of his own house. "5?10? Or am I giving big numbers?"
I smirked. That's right Watson. You're not the only one who knows how to smirk. So can I. So can my dog. Well actually I don't think my dog- I mentally slapped myself. Again. Shut up brain.
"Yeah." He smiled as if he had just won something. "5, 10, 30, 40." His smile disappeared.
"Interesting.. I heard you fought and arrested almost 26 criminals single handedly? People tend to spread all sorts of rumours you know? Even ones that sound insane."
"Rumours? Not really. It was 86, actually. But who's counting?" I said waving a hand dismissively. Then I leaned slightly closer to the edge of the table. "Though I have to ask, who did you bribe to get to know this much information about me? Or who did you threaten? Just curious."
This time he looked more visibly pissed off. "Careful. I don't have patience." I decided to play with this man a little. I was bored and he already hates me, so why not?
"Of course you don't have patients silly. You're not a doctor. Though I suggest you should go see one for your brain. You seem kind off-" I tilted my head a little and leaned back in my chair my eyes locking on to his "-unstable."
His face went livid. "Careful." He said again.
"You said that already. Or are we repeating useless things we said now? Because then I'd have a LOT to say." I said, secretly enjoying the way he went red with anger.
"Do you have any idea who you're talking to? Do you even know what I'm capable of doing? What I've already done?" He hissed. His fake sweet mask finally falling off.
I calmly raised an eyebrow. "Is that a challenge?"
He laughed. "Like a poor brat like you can find out anything if you wanted to. I have power kid. The type of power you can't even imagine. The type of power that gets things done in the dark."
"Okayyy? Congrats? Look I'm going to ignore that essay about your dumb boring power. Is this a challenge or not?"
He looked like he wanted to kill me. Finally, he nodded. I grinned. "Now we're talking. Challenge accepted, Kiezar Watson."
I quickly took out my phone and typed one message to Alex.
To: Alex PA
Kiezar Watson. Give me every single dirt you got on him. Now.
Within the next few minutes, a 20 page document about his crimes was sent to me, along with his primary data (name, birth date, birth place, parents.) I read that out first. Then read the first few crimes. With dates, names and evidence. There were many- fraud, embezzlement, smuggling, bribing, blackmailing.. all the things he did to get to the place he is in now. All the people he used to step on and climb the ladder.
Every. Single. Damn. Thing.
I paused dramatically after reading the first 4 pages. I looked at him. His face had completely drained of colour.
"Seriously, this list is long enough to fit a while country in here. It's longer than the Nile river. You should see this. It's almost 20 pages long. And the crimes get progressively worser." I said.
"You- how did? Nobody can.. nobody has ever- this is not-" kiezar said, shock written all over his face. Then his face hardened. "Doesn't matter. No one else exept you will know. And by the time I'm done with you, you will be dead, to spill my secrets."
"Don't you dare. Touch her and I swear to god I will destroyed you. I will ruin your previous life!" Kiefer said, finally speaking. I glanced at him- and God damn- he lookedlike he was a reincarnation of hell. There was an aura around him- a dark pulsing dangerous sensation vibrating in the very air he stood near.
For a second, even kiezar looked shocked, maybe scared, even. But he recovered quickly. "Or what?"
I sensed danger. If I didn't stop them, someone might actually end up dying today. And as much as I would love that entertainment, I really don't want to be involved in a crime scene. Jail doesn't serve good food. It barely has bread and water. What about my lechon?
No Jay. Do something. Stop them. Do it for your lechon.
I took a deep emotional breath. For lechon. I told myself bravely. "I said what I know, which is what I shouldn't have known, about you. Now it's your turn." I told kiezar.
He laughed. "Kid I can get all your information and data, probably up till what you ate yesterday, within a snap of my fingers. Want me to show you how much I know?"
"Please. Be my guest." I said featuring a lazy hand toward him. "You sent men to follow me for 5 days. So tell me, what did you learn about me? Exept for my name and my lunch schedule- which, even the lunchlady can tell what I ate yesterday, by the way. Tell me something important. Something that you aren't supposed to know. Who are my parents? What is my past? Who am I? Tell us. Let's see how much you know."
His eyes darkened. "You think I can't find out?"
"Oh I think I'd love to see you try." I replied.
He took out his phone and said "Jasmine Jean Fernandez."
Ha! That's not even my name you jerk!
"Or Jay Jay."
Shit! Spoke too soon.
I secretly took out my phone and silently sent a message to Alex.
To: Alex PA
Block my records, information, data, documents. Every. Single. One. Iron clad, make it iron clad.
After a few seconds-
From: Alex PA
It's done.
To: Alex PA
Also leave a message for him: (the message which you will see in the end of chapter...)
From: Alex PA
You're evil. I love it. The message will be displayed to anyone who tries to access any of your data.
Just then, kiezar's phone buzzed. His face split into a triumphant grin. "You said I wouldn't be able to access anything. Well let's all read your life together, shall we? Maria." A maid frightfully came hurriedly. "Connect this document to the TV behind. We're all going to read a story together." He said smirking.
"Maybe you should read what's in there first Watson. Don't judge a chips by it's cover. The green ugly one is the most tastiest." I said.
But in his haste to humiliate, he completed failed to notice the warning in my tone. Confidently he turned on the TV. And instantly, the whole room collectively froze, drawing in a synchronised sharp intake of air. For flashed across the big white screen, in huge black letters, were 6 impossible and dangerous words.
"Better luck next time, Kiezar Watson."
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So? How was it? Don't worry there's Still more to this. The fight isn't even started yet remember?🔥👑💅
Stay tuned. And I'm going tuning out. For now. Be back tomorrow!
~Your highly sleep-deprived author (not kidding the words are literally blurring as I'm typing. So please forgive me if any spelling errors. I'm too sleepy!😭😭)