Marcel's boy is drenched in sweat while his heart beats heavily as Ana explains the sequence of events. Marcel feels intimidated by Lady Alice, who appears cold and unapproachable, along with her escorts.Lady Alice is impeccably dressed with her goggles perfectly positioned and a noticeable pink lipstick on her otherwise makeup free face. One might question if she ever smiles, but that is a question best left for her staff and associates to answer.Madam Alice Ellanor is the exclusive proprietor of Dove Company, which operates numerous boutique branches nationwide. Lady Alice, a divorced woman who faced business challenges at a young age, is renowned for her unwavering determination and intimidating demeanor.Standing at a modest height of five feet six inches, her imposing presence is quite uncommon. It is impressive to see someone of her stature take charge and ensure the success of her company. She was recently listed as one of the most powerful and famous women by Forbes.She is

The man eventually turned around as the boy whom he believed to be the host had not yet taken his briefcase, which he was holding out in his hand. He shifted his gaze to Marcel after sharing another affectionate kiss with his flirtatious girlfriend. 'Excuse me! Are you alright? Please take this briefcase off my hands.' Once again, Marcel remained silent, patiently waiting for his turn in the queue. 'How may we assist you, sir?' the receptionist inquired upon noticing the disagreement between the two gentlemen. 'How can you help me when this incompetent individual, whom you consider as staff, can't even carry my briefcase?' He expressed his annoyance.'I apologize, sir, but I don't believe he is a staff member here. Our staff would not dress so poorly, and we have our own uniform,' she responded, giving Marcel a disdainful look. This clearly indicated that she recognized Marcel as the maintenance guy. How could she not? Marcel had been forcefully and shamefully removed from the hot

Marcel left the hotel building, heading back to his hostel. On his way just after stepping out from the cab he saw a beautiful familiar figure though he was yet to see the face of this figure, he could tell that he had seen the person before but where?. Marcel asks himself. He decided to ignore his curiosity and was about to take the east side wing of the road, a path leading to his hostel when he caught a suspicious guy whose movement appeared eerie and suspicious. The tall, agile looking man was on a hood, just a few steps behind the beautiful lady who was busy conversing to a handsome looking matured boy who is quite older than Marcel.Marcel felt a sense of premonition as he halted to ascertain the possible vulgar intention of the creepy looking guy. Marcel is a very good observer, he also has a trait of being a detective and would have ventured into the profession if not for his sudden love for business and its related activities.At this juncture he could tell that the hoodie l

Marcel was up early and running. It has been an adventurous few days for Marcel. Sleep went a long way in complementing it. Marcel brushed his teeth, had his bath and left for school. He has an early morning lecture and it won't be nice to resume school late. He has already made up his mind to visit the housing company which Dr Phil directed him to. This came after rejecting advances made by Phil to help him with the accommodation. He matched confidently to the lecture venueHe could see the piercing eyes of his classmates and schoolmates. He felt nervous but all the same he stood tall and confident with his head held up like a proud lion that just succeeded in being king of a den and then realizing that all the female lions are for it to mate.He could literally here the moving tongues and mouths of the students, they weren't hiding their emotions and reactions. They were shocked as they never expected him to be back again especially those that thought him dead. It was unbelievable

"No, sir, he desires a house, specifically an A-list house," she responded cheerfully, disregarding the commotion in the room."Is she kidding? Is this the type of staff you employ here?" Maldini asked, disappointment etched on his face."I want the Olympus, and here is my card for payment," Marcell asserted arrogantly, ignoring the chilly reception he received."What insolence! Who is this individual?!" Maldini shouted. The same building he was about to purchase is about to be taken by a nobody."I don't know, sir, but I believe he is just bluffing," Philip replied, lacking confidence in his response.He simply couldn't believe it: a person from the lower-class making such an audacious move."Calm down, gentlemen," Picasso, who was astonished by the unfolding events, interjected."Gentleman, we appreciate your interest, but Maldini here was the first to express interest in the building, so it will be his," Picasso declared."Yes, you are late," Philip yelled unconsciously."Yes, you