"Sir, there's a call for you," Mr X's bodyguard informed him, interrupting his concentration."From who?" Mr X inquired, not looking up from his desk."I'm afraid I don't know, sir. The number isn't saved in your directory."Mr X's curiosity was piqued. He reached for the phone and waited for the other person to speak first."Mr X. I am unsure of my role here at the mansion of this Vincent guy. I heard the news of what you did and It seems that you have everything under control," Kate's voice echoed through the receiver, making Mr X sit up straight in his chair."Didn't I warn you about calling me while you're in Vincent's mansion? Do you have any idea what I will do to you if he discovers you're my spy?" Mr X's voice was menacing.Kate apologized profusely for her impertinence but pressed on, keen to know if her services were still needed and if she should continue pretending to be the real Kate with Vincent."Yes, there is still much to be done. Vincent is a crafty man, and I don't w

Ferdinand knocked on the door to Vincent's office and was told to come in. He entered and placed the files in his hands on Vincent's table."I've done my part in these files. You're in the final stage of getting everything done, sir." Ferdinand said."There you go again. Call IMG sir all over. Aren't we friends anymore?"Vincent said to Ferdinand.Ferdinand smiled, "sorry about that. It's just that when I work, I like to completely be business minded in all aspects." he replied."That reminds me. There is something I've been meaning to ask you." Vincent said as he checked the files on his desk one by one, "How come we see less and less of each other these days? I mean, you are the one who offered the friendship but lately, developing it doesn't seem to be your interest anymore." Vincent inquired."I'm so sorry about that. So so sorry. I've been very busy sir ...I mean to say, Vincent." Ferdinand replied."You should try and get used to calling me by my name only," Vincent advised."Ther

"Vincent, you're here?... Why didn't you tell me you were visiting?" Devine said, his face revealing his confusion.Vincent opened his mouth but no words came out from it.His mother soon appeared at the door, her face lighting up at the sight of her son and grandson. She hugged Vincent before setting her eyes on Eli. "Oh, look at him. He's asleep."Vincent, however, wasn't in the mood for small talk and swiftly moved past them to get inside. Devine, still puzzled as to what was going on, followed his son inside, while Vincent's mother closed and locked the door.Once inside, Vincent collapsed onto a chair, exhausted. He had hoped that this time around, things would be different, but he was mistaken.Devine finally asked the question which stuck in his mind, "Vincent, what's going on? Why are you here?"Vincent took a deep breath, his eyes fighting back tears. "I lost my company," he said, the words barely escaping his mouth.Devine, taken aback, could hardly believe it. He had nothin

On a sunny morning, Vincent put on his best suit and prepared mentally for the meeting. He wanted to make a good impression and show his determination to excel in his new job. With a briefcase in hand containing his resume and other important documents, he set off to meet his new boss at the company's office. Even if he had the job handed to him on a platter of gold, he still wanted to prove his qualifications.As Vincent arrived at the modern and bustling office building, he was greeted by the receptionist who directed him to the boss's office. With each step closer, his heart pounded with anticipation. He took a deep breath, knocked on the office door, and entered.Inside, he found Mr Edward sitting behind a spacious desk, engrossed in his work. Raised by his father to be polite and respectful Vincent introduced himself in a confident yet modest manner. Mr Edward looked up, extending his hand for a handshake, and welcomed Vincent to take a seat.During their conversation, Vincent co

"Fired?! But sir, what was my fault?! Am I getting fired just for not being nice to the newbie?!" Jack shouted.He stood before his boss, Mr Edward, with his fists clenched and his eyes displaying his fury."I'm sorry but we do not condone such behaviour in this company. If you can't behave properly and treat others with respect then how do you expect to handle the clients that come in?" Mr Edward stood his ground."This isn't fair! Vincent is nothing but a fucked up newbie! He doesn't even deserve to be here!" Jack shouted."That's enough! And you think you belong here with that attitude?! Look around you! Is there anyone else you see treating others the way you do?! Get out of my office, Jack." Mr Edward ordered, carrying a look of seriousness as he spoke.Jack gritted his teeth but said nothing more to his boss. He reached for the door to leave and Mr Edward spoke up again, "Get everything that belongs to you from your office and leave."Jack left Mr Edward's office and entered his.