Novels by Edna_B

Billion, Joy, Ecstasy and Lord Boulevard busied themselves with packing for their long-awaited vacation. Laughter and chatter bounced off the walls as they gathered their belongings.Suddenly, Joy's phone pierced through the lively atmosphere with its insistent ringtone. She glanced at the caller ID and picked, “Hello.”After a while, she yelled, "What?” The abrupt interruption drew everyone's attention.After a brief exchange, Joy offered a quick "Thank you" and ended the call. “What's the matter?” Ecstasy asked.Joy simply urged her to turn on the TV and switch to Channel 108. Ecstasy did so, and their eyes were glued to the screen.On the television, an interview was underway. Stella Brown, flanked by her parents, Beauty and Joshua Brown, spoke earnestly to the interviewer. “Billion Boulevard has graciously extended financial assistance to my family in our time of need.” Stella revealed.The interviewer pressed for an explanation, “Ma'am, why would Billion Boulevard offer such

The office environment was buzzing with energy as Billion walked in. The sound of keyboards clicking and phones softly ringing fills the air, creating a productive hum.As Billion entered, a ripple of excitement spread through the room. The employees glanced up from their workstations, their faces breaking into cheerful smiles. The air was filled with a positive vibe, enhanced by the remnants of a memorable celebration from the previous night. After Billion settled into his office, his secretary walked in."Hello sir. There's someone here to see you." she said."Who's that? I wasn't aware I had an appointment this morning." Billion replied."You don't. The lady came in and requested to see you. I asked her to come back another time after she had fixed an appointment but she was insistent and refused to leave." she replied."What's her name?" Billion asked.“Stella Brown."When Billion heard that name, he found himself torn between professional courtesy and personal discomfort. Billi

"He's about to leave the premises isn't he?" Joy asked. Her expression shifted from one of elation to a fleeting moment of disappointment. "He is." Billion answered."What do you intend to do? You've already had a really interesting evening.First, it was Xavier and his family. Next, it was Stella. The press conference and now, Micah. Maybe you can talk to him tomorrow?" Joy suggested. Her brows furrowed slightly, and her eyes widened with a tinge of longing. She wished for nothing more than to prolong this fleeting, stolen moment of intimacy and let it linger a little while longer."I think it's better I do it now. I'll let him know that I'm aware of where he is at every point in time.Also, I should inform him of his new occupation as well. And most importantly, he needs to formally meet his new boss." Billion replied."Looks like you still have a lot on your hand, so, I'll leave you to it" she said. With a soft sigh that carried a mixture of longing and understanding, Joy reached

"It's time." After walking away from Stella, Billion had gone to wash his face. He had just returned to the garden when Joy walked up to him and notified him that it was time. He had a press conference to attend."Oh boy." he muttered and followed Joy to where the media was. They tried crowding in on him and bombarding him with all their questions at once, but Joy wasn't having it.In a calm, composed and controlled voice, she said "Thank you all for your interest. I understand there are many questions, and Mr Boulevard will do his best to address them one at a time. Let's start with one question at a time, please"However, that plea fell on deaf ears, everyone had something to ask the CEO of D'Boulevard empire."I appreciate your enthusiasm, but it would be helpful if we could take this one question at a time. That way, Mr Boulevard can provide you with accurate and thoughtful responses" Joy repeated and fortunately, the crowd seemed to understand her."To ensure that everyone's

"Billion" a soft voice called out from behind him.Billion had not gotten up to five feet away from where he was when he heard his name.The voice which called out his name served as a reminder of the past—a bittersweet symphony of emotions stirs within him."Stella." he muttered without turning.A wave of mixed emotions crashed over him, taking him by surprise. A rush of memories flooded his mind, reminding him of the tumultuous times they shared together and the pain she caused him.Initially, his heart skipped a beat, caught off guard by the familiarity of that voice he once knew so well. His body instinctively tensed up. A knot formed in the pit of his stomach, as if the weight of their history resurfaced in an instant.Despite the tumultuous mix of emotions, curiosity and a sense of self-preservation urged him to turn around, to face the woman whose voice still carried a strong recognition within him."Hello Stella." Slowly, Billion pivots on his heels, his eyes meeting hers for

Billion's head swiveled gradually upon hearing his name, locking eyes with the person before him."Xavier," he said in a relaxed tone."It was you?!" Xavier asked accusingly."What was me?" Billion replied, his demeanor unwavering."You really have the guts to ask me that? Whatever did my family do toyou?" Xavier yelled."Are you really asking me that?" Billion responded, he had hoped that question was a rhetorical one.“You humiliated those who work for me!”"What about my family? Did they humiliate you as well? Or are you just a sick individual who derives not from watching the downfall of others?" Xavier spat"Your dad almost ruined my empire on love television! You and your parents are cruel individuals. You should be grateful I didn't look for a way to put you behind bars." Billion replied.Upon hearing those words, Xavier let out a mocking laugh "So what? I should kneel down and thank you for your mercy towards me and my family?" "There's no need for that. Do enjoy the rest of

The warehouse which Micah and the thieves were supposed to meet Vincent Vincenzo stood in silent neglect.The creaking doors, reluctantly swaying in the breeze, echoed with a ghostly memory of bustling activity. "This place looks empty." Micah commented."Don't worry, they'll be here soon." Alan said."Waiting for me?" A voice from asked said.The four of them turned, it was Vincent Vincenzo.He emerged, clad in a tailored charcoal suit that seemed to absorb the ambient light. The sharp angles of his attire mirrored the calculating expression etched across his face. As he stepped forward, the faintest smirk played on his lips, casting an ominous shadow over the encounter.Vincent Vincenzo's demeanor shifted imperceptibly as his eyes fell upon Micah. The steely resolve in his expression gave way to a flicker of recognition, quickly replaced by a thinly veiled disdain. "What is he doing here?" Vincent asked angrily."What is who doing here?" Alan asked."Are you stupid? What is MacMa

"Vincent Vincenzo?" Junior yelled.They were sitting inside Junior's car in the parking lot at D'premium branch.Micah had arrived at work earlier than normal and he had called Elise and Junior to fill them in as usual."I can't believe it! Elise exclaimed."It all makes sense now." Junior mused. His eyes widened, pupils dilating as the pieces of the puzzle finally clicked into place. His brows furrowed, and a slow, subtle grin tugged at the corners of his lips. It was the expression of revelation, a mix of surprise and understanding, etched across his face like the first light of dawn breaking through the darkness."You know what? Things just got better." Junior said after a while."Everything ends today." Elise said."Everything ends today." Junior repeated in a lower tone."Here," Elise said, handing over the bag which contained the remaining two wristwatches to Micah. "Take it to them and let them lead you to Vincent, text us the address immediately you can, okay?""Okay." Micah r

Alan froze, his hand still clutching a stolen item. Sam stumbled backward, knocking over a stack of boxes. Winner, caught in the act of stuffing his bag, looked like a deer caught in headlights.Time hung suspended as Micah's gaze bore into each of them. Alan's palms grew clammy, Winner stammered incoherently, and Sam's face paled. The air was thick with tension as guilt painted their expressions, a tableau of wrongdoing.Micah's voice sliced through the silence, demanding an explanation. The three of them exchanged furtive glances, unable to conjure a convincing response. The room felt smaller, the weight of their misdeeds pressing down on them.In that stolen moment of confrontation, fear etched lines on Alan, Winner, and Sam's faces, weaving an unforeseen twist into the story of their ill-fated heist."Why are you doing this, guys?" Micah asked.Panicking, Alan stammered, "Micah, it's not what it looks like! I was just rearranging the inventory for better organization. You see, I n

"Micah, that suggestion of yours in the meeting was brilliant," Alan commended when they got to where Micah, Kelly and Sam were standing.Sam concurred by nodding appreciatively and Winner chimed in with praises for Micah.Alan then said, "Well, I must say, our suggestions were good too. Mr Black just needs to think outside of the box to see it," a hint of mischief in his eyes.Ben was able to stiffle his laugh when he heard that statement, Kelly on the other hand couldn't help the smirk that formed on her face. Curiosity flickered in Alan's gaze as he turned to Kelly. "Got something to add?" he inquired. Kelly, however, simply brushed off the question, choosing to ignore him.Sensing a hint of tension, Ben interjected with a diplomatic suggestion. "How about we all put our creative minds together over lunch? We can continue brainstorming in a more relaxed setting.""Great idea." Kelly said walking away with the others behind her.…When they entered the cafeteria, Kelly opted for a

It was almost lunch time, suddenly, the intercom crackled to life, its echo filling the bustling office."Attention, team members," a steady voice announced. "Please gather in the conference room for an important meeting. Your presence is requested promptly. Thank you." The hum of activity ceased as employees exchanged curious glances, abandoning their desks to follow the unspoken call.Micah, Kelly, and Ben huddled near the door, exchanging puzzled glances as the announcement echoed through the office, summoning all workers to the conference room. The hum of speculation buzzed in the air.Micah, with a raised eyebrow, asked, "Any idea what this meeting could be about?"Kelly, tapping her pen against her notebook, shrugged. "Could be anything. Maybe they're finally addressing the mystery of the disappearing office supplies."Micah kept mute, feigning innocence and for the second time in less than 30 minutes, he raised an eyebrow at Kelly's casual remark.Micah, maintaining his compose

It was way past closing hours and Micah was yet to see anything or be approached by anyone. He would have called it a day but he wasn't tired yet, also, he intended to fulfill his promise to Sam.To help him stay fully awake, he decided to get coffee. Thankfully, the building was empty, so he wasn't afraid of having a repeat of the incident which had happened the previous day.When he was getting closer to the storage room, Micah heard voices, he paused. The voices paused too.Micah simply shrugged and continued on his way, but then, he heard the voices again and decided to turn back.On tiptoes, Micah made his way to the door of the storage room. His hand trembled as it grasped the cold metal handle of the storage room door. The hinges creaked in protest as he slowly swung it open, revealing a scene that stole his breath. His eyes widened, pupils dilating in disbelief, as the stark fluorescent light spilled into the room, casting an eerie glow. A gasp escaped his lips, and for a mom