"What makes you shake?" Dave asked as he walked towards the manager.The manager stuttered, "Um, nothing, sir. Just a little cold, I guess."Dave wasn't convinced. He could tell something was bothering the manager. He walked closer to him and looked him in the eye."Oh, I see. Don't act like a child. You're a man, and Madam Charlotte is a nobody," Dave said, trying to ease the tension in the room.The manager nodded in agreement, but his eyes showed a hint of fear. Dave noticed this and asked him what was really going on."I don't think I'm going to be in safe hands when she realizes that you came to buy the company she owes," the manager confessed. "It's been a tough time for us, and she has been bugging us for money every day, threatening us with consequences if we don't pay her back."Dave's face turned into a frown. He had never liked people who used fear as a tool to get what they wanted. He knew he had to do something to help the manager."I think you're not in this country. Do

"The doctor walked out on me." Madam Charlotte muttered to herself in a confused way.She took a step and was about to call the doctor back when Amelia asked when the medicine was needed."He said anytime from now, or else he's going to lose his life."Madam Charlotte glanced at her wrist watch and blurted out"It's getting late; what should we do now?" She asked, and Emily answered with tears."I don't know where to get this money from. I lost my job because I couldn't be accepted by Dave in his company.""Don't mention that thing; he's just acting high. Concentrate on the money we are to pay now." Madam Charlotte screamed in annoyance."Mom,your company was being mishandled by Nelson, and you lost your chances to withdraw money from your bank account. What could we do next?Amelia asked her Mom with a hint of sadness and concern."Don't worry, Amelia; my other company is still on its knees. I will call and instruct my manager to transfer money to me now." She said this and took a dee

Emily's hand shook as she held the phone to her ear. She couldn't stop crying, and her breathing was ragged. She tried to force herself to speak, but every time she opened her mouth, sobs wracked her body.Amelia could hear the fear in Emily's voice through the phone, and she knew something was horribly wrong. She was about to start her car when she heard her sister's voice, and the tears in her eyes began to form."What's the problem, Emily?" Amelia asked, her heart beating fast in fear."Gra..." Emily couldn't complete her sentence when she started crying again. The line on the phone went silent, and Amelia could hear her sister's breathing up and down on the phone. She had never heard Emily so distraught before."What's wrong with Gracia, sis?" Amelia said it in a hurry."My husband is dead," Emily said, her voice barely audible above her sobs.Amelia was stunned and couldn't believe her ears. "What?" she yelled. She couldn't get over the thought of her sister's husband passing away

Alexander Cromwell walked into his luxurious office, his steps heavy as he made his way towards his leather chair. He fell into the seat and let out a deep sigh, his mind racing with thoughts and concerns."Shit, shit, Nelson too has been caught by Dave's inspectors." He muttered under his breath, slamming his hands onto the polished table.His guard, who had been standing in the corner of the room, flinched at the sudden outburst and looked at Cromwell with a mix of concern and fear. "Is everything okay, sir?" he asked hesitantly.Cromwell glared at him, his eyes burning with an intense fire. "No, everything is not okay! Do you have any idea what this means for us? We're on the brink of disaster."He stood up from his chair and began pacing back and forth, his mind racing with different ideas and strategies. "We need to do something, and we need to do it fast," he muttered to himself.His guard watched him silently, unsure of what to do or say. Cromwell was known to be a ruthless busi

Dave groggily woke up from sleep, his mind slowly piecing together the fact that it was a new day. He rubbed the sleep from his eyes and scanned the room, taking in the familiar surroundings of his bedroom. The sunlight trickled through the blinds, finally illuminating the coffee table where his phone lay. He picked it up and saw a missed call from his assistant, reminding him of his early morning appointment at the prison.He groaned, knowing it was going to be a long day. As he stretched, he heard the sound of footsteps coming from the kitchen. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee passed through the air, and he knew Jessica was already up, preparing his usual coffee.He went to the kitchen and with a smile, he greeted her."Thank you maiden," Dave said, a smile spreading across his face. Jessica excused herself and resumed her tasks, moving quietly around the room.Dave sat at the breakfast table, savoring the rich, bitter taste of his coffee. As he drank, he contemplated his meet