Smith walked into his office with annoyance. The moment he got in, he banged the door so hard that the hinges would have gotten off and the door would have fallen off too."Who do they think they are to put an invisible man on top list? Do they even know who he is? Have they met him? Do they know how he amassed such a great wealth?" He barked in anger and at the same time tried loosening his tie. He was ultimately frustrated at the turn out of the day's event.If anyone walked into the office at that moment, it was possible that they would literally feel his fury throughout the office. "I worked hard for years! I have done incredulous, and even the terrible ones just so I could maintain my position. But now, it is all about to go down the drain all because of one stupid son of a bitch from the pit of hell. Never! I won't ever allow it." He fumed in anger. After his first meeting with his business partners about Man-R which they seemingly didn't take too serious like he did, Smith de

She walked into the house, her house help hot on her heels as she brought in the bags of groceries.“You have to marinate the chicken with the new sauce we got today because I want to know whether it’s worth all the hype and the money spent." She told her from the sitting room as she slumped heavily into one of the cushion chairs and discarded her purse beside her. For someone who had only walked up and down different aisles pointing out what she wanted, she was bone tired.“Do not use the cloves in the chicken soup. Let’s try cinnamon instead this time around” She told her, remembering that she wanted to try it out since the chef on the food channel swore that cinnamon was amazing in chicken soup. She didn’t see how, but she was going to try it before discarding it. Even though she was on her way to the kitchen and her voice was lowered, she knew that she could hear her. That was confirmed by her answer.“Okay, Madam Jennifer”She slung her arms over her eyes, hoping to rest them for

“Scalpel”Ryan stretched his hand out to the nurse assisting him. She dropped the scalpel in his hand and he made to make an incision on his patient’s thigh. He saw the nurse exchange glances with the other nurse. He knew they were wondering why he was doing that because it was not something they had gone over in the briefing before the surgery. But, he knew what he was doing. Draco was with him, and he had gone over the advantages of performing the operation this way. He had outlined an increased 25% chance in survival with this method than the regular method they expected him to use.“Stitch that up for me, please” he said to the nurse who was still looking at him skeptically. He was beginning to get irritated and possibly uncomfortable at their unpleasing stares. Their jobs was to watch and assist him, not stare.“Run a line for me” he said again to the other nurse who was looking at him wide-eyed. Soon enough, they were done. And as he expected, following Draco’s instructions h

“Ryan, you said he came to the hospital with his worker. Did anything worth of notice happen? Did he make a scene or something?” Evans asked.They were seated at the dining table in Ryan’s place, papers spread out in front of them as they tried to collate all the evidence they had against Smith to see how much chance they had against him because they knew that he had a solid legal team who could refute almost anything unless it was backed with strong, unshakable evidence. That was the only way they could get at Smith with the law.“No, nothing like that happened. He was very courteous, listening to the doctors and nurses. He even helped some of the nurses out with carrying some files.” Ryan replied to his question.“We know that Smith would not help anybody, more less his worker whom he sees as below him unless he was getting something out of it.” Turner, said from his position at the other side of the table to which Evans agreed and poked further.“Yes, that’s right. You said he help

“Let’s go sit on the patio and have a drink before we retire for the night while your room gets prepared.” Evans said to Ryan as he picked up a bottle of white wine and two glasses. Ryan stood up from the couch he was sitting on after the party and followed Evans out.“It’s a cool night!” Ryan mentioned as they settled in chairs opposite each other while Evans made to open the bottle of wine before he started pouring into the glasses.He poured a generous amount in each of them, far more than was poured in societal settings before raising his glass to clink it against Ryan’s as they cheered before sipping at it.“Ooh, this is the good stuff,” Ryan remarked as he picked up the bottle to check the name of the wine so he could get one for himself the next time he was out.“Don’t worry; I will make sure a few bottles are packed for you before you leave tomorrow. I got them on my last trip to France.” Evans said, chuckling before lifting his glass to his lips and swallowing about a mouthfu