Ghosted Jm Darhower Novels & Stories

Pixelated faces of women and men Davidson had known and worked alongside for years stared back at him with a mixture of pity, revulsion, and horror. The eldest member of the board, Harrison Grey, spoke first, his voice trembling with outrage. "Joe, this is… an unmitigated disaster. The stock is down eight percent in pre-market. The word 'grooming' is in every headline. We are a fortune 500 company, not a reality television show!"

David caught that detail immediately. Interesting. “Hello, Mr. Grey,” John said, turning toward him. “I’m John Brown, CEO of Northstar Media.” Jabco shook his hand firmly, his movements controlled and unreadable. If David was showing respect to this man, Jabco wasn’t careless enough to act otherwise. “Hello, Mr. Brown,” Jabco replied. His eyes stayed on John for only a moment before drifting back to Riyana. His expression darkened slightly. She sat there calmly, as if they were complete strangers, as if there wasn’t years of history between them.

Even I didn’t understand. I went to take a cold shower, forcing myself to believe everything would be fine. Kaya wouldn’t call off the wedding. She’d still fall for me, be my wife. I wasn’t even thinking about my reputation or business—just Kaya. I was fucked up. When I got out of the shower, I wore a black T-shirt and shorts, then scrolled through social media. I was surprised to see the latest news: “Popular Businessman Damon Moretti Loses His Voice Forever.”

PORISHMA’s POV:- As soon as the meeting was over, I left the room to look for Davish. He was not in the conference space. I once stole a glance at him in secret, and guess what? Davish and Mr. Miller both appeared overly disinterested in the meeting. The entire time, Davish was scrolling through his phone. Heaven knows what is wrong with these two billionaires from New York. Mr. Davish Grey is a mystery to me. I got a different feeling from him, and I don't know why.

My evening suit was still draped on me, and I was done and gone within minutes. I made my way to the kitchen, confident a hot cup of coffee would send the fog of fatigue from my system. But when I reached the kitchen door, the TV in the living room stopped me in my tracks. It was not the television that brought me to a standstill. It was her name. "Giselle Von Howard shocked the day when she fired Richard Dawson, chairman of Howard Enterprises, in a surprise move which left the business world awed."

Love-struck fools could be truly terrifying. Jimmy felt that Elijah had gone blind. Dash returned to the private room, deciding not to attend the live event. He sent his trusted aides and executives in his place. The executives were furious but dared not speak out. After all, Dash was the one in charge. … Today was the day Dash officially announced his withdrawal from Draskia. The live broadcast had begun. On the screen, high-ranking officials from Rayden Enterprises stood in a row, bowing deeply. They seemed reluctant to leave Draskia.

I reached for my phone and sent Dwayne a quick message first, letting him know that Maverick was back safe, and thanking him again for his help and lending me money, though I don’t need the money anymore. Just then, my thoughts went to Jared. Where was he? Was he all right? He had rescued Maverick as he promised, and part of me went warm. The memories of how he was willing to put his company on the line for Maverick were heartwarming, as much as I hated to admit it. How’s he now? How’s his company now? Right, the J&S. Jared had sold his shares so what would happen next? Just then, my phone buzzed and I saw it was a call from him. Quickly, I picked it up and answered.

“Severe ones. For your future. Your parents… they won’t take this lightly.” “I know,” I said. He dismissed me. I walked back into the hallway. The news had spread quickly like wildfire. Kids were staring at me, whispering in groups as I passed. “Zero…” “I heard she cheated and got caught.” “No, she went crazy and just filled in randomly…” “Lizzie said the engagement is totally off now…” I ignored them all and walked straight to the parking lot. My phone buzzed. A message from Tamara. Fixer’s name is Marcus Vale also known as “The Ghost”. Investigates and Handles discreet problems for the Crowns. Dave specifically. Current location is attached.

I could swear I noticed he staggered backwards a little. Yes! That was it! The ghost that had shown up to haunt the bastard. Unlike Jarvis, he couldn’t bring himself to pretend that everything was fine, I wanted to give him some relevance as I noticed confused expression worn by my team members. Since we got here, I had told them I had previously worked at Glassdoor Empire in the past. I knew the rumors were still going to spread, I just needed to prepare their minds for its reception. “This is Mr Jethro Davidson, he is Mr Jarvis’s twin brother.”