A Trillionaire’s Revenge novel Chapter 40

9 YEARS AGO. . .

"Why are we running, mommy?"Lily asks, tired.

Jack has a frown on his face as he waits for his mother to tell yet another lie.

"We're not running away, sweetie. We're just moving to somewhere much safer"

"Safer? Mom! We didn't do anything! Why do you and dad keep making us run from place to place? Dad's innocent so shouldn't have to run or hide!" Jack yells, tired of moving endlessly.

"We don't have another option, son. Please, no arguments, we need to get going and meet up with your father!"

Jack gives up, but he's not satisfied. Anna was young, so she didn't quite understand what was going on or why they had to run continuously. But as for him, he knew what was going on, at-least, to an extent.

Almost a two hour trip, Ava Hugh-Gray and her two children reach their destination. As soon as they get down the bus, she reaches for her burner phone and dials her husband.

"The alley? We've arrived, come to the door" She says. She directs her children to the dark alley not too far ahead and looks around cautiously, hoping no one had followed them or even worse, watching them.

Following a very crooked path in the dark alley, they arrive at their destination. Their new haven. George, Ava's husband and the children's father quickly opens the door. They get in and he locks the door. Jack notices the door has several locks.

He holds his sisters hand, as he watches his parents caress each other.

"Lily" George says, as he picks up his daughter.

"Hi, daddy. Ice- ice cream"

He chuckles, "You want some ice cream? Dad's got you some toys, you wanna see them?" He turns to Jack, "Hello, son"

"I'm tired of hiding, dad. I told mom. I didn't want to come here"

"Son, you need to understand, your father and I are only doing what's bes-

Jack interjects, "Exactly! Running away isn't what's best mom, we didn't do anything! You're making us fugitives!"

"Jack!" George yells, his voice echoing. "Why don't we go out for a talk?"

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Both father and son, quiet, walking on the cold streets of London.

"I know you didn't do anything" Jack finally breaks the silence. Jack was very intelligent for his age. His IQ might've been between 150-162.

"The world doesn't work that way, son. The guilty don't get punished and the innocent get punished. There's no balance"

"Is it because we're poor?"

"Yes"

"Well, I'll make us rich, I promise! I just don't think we should run away. We can report to the police and tell them to help us" Jack says as he and his father enter an ice cream shop.

"The police system is corrupt too, that's why we can't trust anyone and we have to keep running until we are able to leave for good" George says, in a very low tone. The walls had ears and he didn't want anyone hearing a word of what he was saying.

"We're leaving London?" Jack asks, confused.

"Yes, son. We leave tomorrow morning, on a ship"

"Where are we going to?"

"Barbados. Now, easy with the questions. Enough of them. Don't give your mother a hard time again. Get the ice cream and let's go to the girls"

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