Novels by kelechijustice066

The next day Richard Dawson sat in his big leather chair behind a shiny wooden desk, his fingers tapping nervously on the edge of a stack of papers he hadn’t looked at in hours because his mind was somewhere else entirely. He leaned back, letting out a long, heavy sigh that filled the quiet room, his eyes drifting to the window where the sun poured in like golden syrup, painting the floor with bright patches of light that danced as the curtains swayed in the breeze from the slightly open pane. Richard, a man with graying hair and a face carved with lines from years of tough choices, had been thinking about Victoria all morning, her tired face flashing in his memory like a ghost that wouldn’t leave him alone, and he rubbed his chin slowly, feeling the rough stubble under his fingers as he pictured her hunched over her desk in that crumbling real estate office she’d been fighting to keep alive for years. He’d known her for a long time—too long, maybe—and every time he saw her, she looke

The next morning ,Robert sat on the couch, staring at the phone in his hand. He had been putting off this call for weeks, but he knew he couldn't avoid it any longer.He took a deep breath and dialed the number, waiting for his son William to answer."Hello?" William's voice came through the line, sounding cheerful .Robert hesitated, feeling guilty . He hadn't spoken to William in months, and now he was only calling because he needed something."Hey, William," Robert said, trying to sound casual. "I need to ask you for a favor."There was a pause on the other end of the line, and Robert knew that William was probably wondering what he had done wrong."What is it, Dad?" William asked, his voice sounding curious Robert took another deep breath before launching into his request. "I need some money," he said. "I've got some bills to pay and I'm a bit short."William didn't respond right away, and Robert wondered if he had made a mistake by asking.But then William spoke up. "Okay, Dad.

It was about 4PM in the evening Victoria walked into the living room, where Robert was sitting on the couch, watching TV. She had been worried about Emma all day, and she knew that she needed to talk to Robert about it."Robert, we need to talk," Victoria said, sitting down next to him.Robert looked at her lazily, not really paying attention. "What's up?" he asked."It's about Emma," Victoria said, her voice serious. "She lost her job today."Robert's reaction didn't change. "Oh, that's too bad," he said.Victoria felt a surge of frustration. Didn't Robert care that their daughter had lost her job? Didn't he realize how hard Emma had been working to support the family?"Robert, this is serious," Victoria said, trying to keep her patience. "Emma has been carrying the burden of this family for too long. She's been working two jobs just to make ends meet, and now she's lost one of them."Robert shrugged. "She'll find another job," he said.Victoria felt like she was going to explode. How

The next morning Mr. Grant walked into the office building of Conor Group, feeling confident and excited. He had finally found a way to get his hands on the valuable assets of Como Group, and he was eager to finalize the deal with Paulo.As he stepped into the lobby, Mr. Grant was greeted by a familiar face - Oliver, the former CEO of Como Group. But something was different about Oliver today. He looked confident and determined, and his eyes seemed to gleam with a fierce intensity."Mr. Grant," Oliver said, his voice cold and detached. "I see you're right on time."Mr. Grant's eyes narrowed slightly as he looked at Oliver. Something was off, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it."Paulo is waiting for me," Mr. Grant said, trying to sound confident. "We have a deal to finalize."Oliver smiled, a cold and calculated smile. "I'm afraid that's not going to happen," he said.Mr. Grant's eyes opened wide in shock as Oliver revealed the shocking truth - he was the new owner of Como Grou

It was about 8oclock in the morning the sun was shining brightly as Oliver walked into the office building of Como Groups and Hotels. He was feeling refreshed and rejuvenated after his brief break, and he was ready to dive back into work.As he stepped into the elevator, Oliver felt excited because Today was the day he would finally take control of the company and make the changes he had been wanting to make.The elevator doors opened, and Oliver stepped out into the bustling office. He was greeted by the familiar faces of his employees, who all looked up at him with a mixture of curiosity and apprehension.Oliver smiled warmly as he made his way to the conference room. He knew that today was going to be a tough day, but he was ready for it.As he entered the conference room, Oliver was greeted by his team of executives, who all looked at him with a sense of trepidation."Good morning, everyone," Oliver said, his voice firm and confident. "I know we've all been through a lot lately, b

Meanwhile on the other hand , Paulo sat in his office, his mind racing with thoughts of Oliver and Mr. Grant. He knew that if Oliver resumed work on the project, he would have to act fast to protect his interests.He picked up the phone and dialed a number, waiting for his lawyer to answer."Hello?" a smooth voice said on the other end of the line."Hi, John," Paulo said, "I need to see you ASAP."There was a pause on the other end of the line before John spoke up again."I'm available now," he said. "What's going on?"Paulo took a deep breath before launching into a detailed explanation of the situation with Oliver and Mr. Grant. He told John about the project, about Oliver's attempts to sabotage him, and about Mr. Grant's involvement.John listened attentively, asking occasional questions to clarify the situation.When Paulo finished speaking, John was silent for a moment before speaking up."Okay, Paulo," he said. "I think I understand the situation. But I have to ask, what's your