The Compromise.
“Where's my mother? The call sounded so urgent,” Jenny questioned the cop after arriving at the station.
"Calm down, Miss Jenny. You're getting yourself so worked up,” one of the cops said, attempting to console her.
"Don't you dare tell me to be calm!? You had my mom locked up and expected me to stay calm? Where's my mother? I want to see her immediately.” She gripped his shirt and screamed so loud that other cops were alerted.
“She had a seizure. But she's fine now. She's at the hospital receiving treatment.”
“You never mentioned your mom was asthmatic. What if she had died?” The cop asked.
“Wait a minute! My mom is asthmatic. Where's she? Where's the hospital?” She requested.
All these years they lived together, her mother never mentioned anything as such.
The news about her mother being asthmatic came as a shock to her.
“Don't tell me you weren't aware of her condition! This is shocking. But why would she hide that from you?”
“Can you stop asking questions already? Where's the hospital?” Jenny flared up.
“At Eleven Road.” The cop hurriedly said and was terrified by Jenny's rage.
Without hesitation, Jenny rushed outside and boarded a cab to the address.
A few miles from the hospital, the cab stopped moving and was stranded on the lonely road.
“What happened to your cab? Why is he not moving?” Jenny looked restless and scared at the same time. She didn't know what to do.
“The cab broke down. This is the 3rd time it's happening,” the cabman said.
“What am I going to do now? I've got to be somewhere this minute.”
“There's nothing we can do.
I'll just have to stay with you here until you find another cab. Don't worry about the money; I'll pay,” he promised.
“Argh,” Jenny sighed and descended from the cab as they waited for another cab to drive by.
It took them 30 minutes to see a cab driving by, as Jenny quickly stopped the driver. As promised, the cab driver sorted the bills.
In less than 20 minutes, Jenny arrived at the hospital. Luckily for her, she met with the doctor.
“I heard my mother brought her in. Her name is Megan Knowles. I wish to see her this minute,” Jenny requested.
“The first ward on the right,” the doctor directed her as Jenny rushed to meet her mother, who was lying on the bed with her hands and legs curved to prevent her from escaping.
“Mother!” Jenny held her hands.
“Why didn't you tell me you had asthma?” She kissed her forehead and cried.
“I would rather not disturb you. You've done a lot for me already. I intend to get proper medical treatment. That was one of the reasons I stole the check. I was hoping we could get a better life, too. We deserve better than this life we are living. It has never been the same since your dad passed away.”
Megan wept and held Jenny's hands so passionately. “I apologize for involving you in my shit.”
"But please promise me one thing: that you'd get me out of here. I don't want to go to jail! We can't afford a lawyer at this point. We can't even stand these rich people. Please—do something,” she humbly requested.
“I will, but it's complicated.” Jenny wept.
“How's it complicated?” Megan asked.
“Because the man you stole from was the same person who murdered Dad and stole the company away from it. That complicates it,” Jenny revealed.
“What?” Megan screamed and alerted the doctor, who quickly rushed to the ward.
“What's happening? We just heard someone scream. Please, you may need to leave,” the doctor told Jenny.
“She can't. Not this moment,” Megan protested.
“Don't worry, Mom. I'll do anything to get you out of here,” Jenny pledged.
The doctor couldn't hold his emotions as he leaned forward to embrace her.
“She needs to rest. I wish there was something I could do. It's so unfortunate to be found in a situation like this. You have to leave now. Your mom would be fine.” Jenny walked out of the station.
She kept thinking about the crazy proposal Alvin offered and how she intended to avenge her father's death and get the justice she had always wanted.
Marrying Fabiola would grant her access to the family's private life, which may be pivotal to finding the documents Alvin Alejandro stole from her late father.
Arriving at her office, she stopped at Alvin's office entrance and muttered.
“Am I making the right decision? I can't watch my mom get jailed while I do nothing. She deserves a better life. Marrying that monster for three isn't a big deal. Jenny, you can do this,” she assured herself and knocked before going inside.
“How's your mom? What happened to her?” Alvin asked.
“She's great. I'll marry Fabiola for three years and file for divorce afterward. But it comes with a condition,”
“A condition?” he widened his eyes.
“Yes, a condition. Aside from dropping all charges and repaying the loan, she also gets an additional $50k for putting her through the trauma,” she requested with confidence.
“You must be insane to think I would agree to that. Are you trying to blackmail me? We had an agreement. Why are you snitching?” he became furious.
“My mouth is sealed,”
She giggled.
“You ingrate! We have a deal. By tomorrow morning, I want the contract ready and signed. I don't trust you a bit. Do have a nice life,” he reluctantly agreed and dismissed her.
Exiting the office, she met Josh holding a briefcase. Apparently, he just cashed out the check for $1 million.
She attempted to dodge him, but he appeared too fast and stood in front of Jenny, creating an obstruction.
“What do you want from me? Haven't you done enough already? Please let me go,” she begged.
“Are you getting married to Fabiola? I just overheard you talking about a contract marriage with the boss. How did they make you do this? Do you realize the consequences of this action?”
“How dare you talk about consequences? Did you even think about the consequences of your action when you got my mother arrested and told Alvin? Did you? If you hadn't reported, none of these would be happening.” Jenny flared up.
"Come on. You can't blame me for what's happening, would you? I already told you a thousand times that the bank manager told Alvin about it. I wasn't even aware she was your mom. You know I care about you and wouldn't do anything to hurt your feelings. Please, you have to believe me,” Josh pleaded and acted all emotional and teary.
There was nothing he could do anymore. The deed has been done already.
"I don't even know what to believe anymore. Even if you are telling the truth, how do you fix the brokenhearted? I'm sorry, I just have to do this. I can't allow my mom to rot in jail. I need to do something,” she tearfully said and walked away with a broken heart.
Josh was pained and blamed himself for everything. He would have handled the situation with wisdom if only he had known Megan was her mother.
Now he's about to live with guilt for the rest of his life. Quietly, he motioned to the office with the
briefcase containing the $1 million.