"Goddamn!" The caller hissed, "His father has been in the company for so long and there were no issues. His father's stay in the company added to the immense progress of Trust financial in the past years so what did you do that his son is insisting on not wanting our services anymore? We will meet and you had better have a sensible explanation because your job is at stake.""Yes sir," Gary stammered, finally able to get a word out then the line went dead.He stood there, where he had slowly walked to when he picked up the call, frozen. Of all the words that the CEO of Trust Financial yelled at him only one resounded in his ears - your job is at stake.He raked a hand through his hair. "Dammit," he muttered. He thought that whoever the client was, he must be a big deal. Why? He wondered miserably. Why will the richest customer of Trust Financial withdraw his assets from them? He hadn't received any call of complaint so what might have pushed the customer? And it wasn't only the branch

Brad tried not to think about the way the night had turned out as he slowed down and drove into his garage. He just looked forward to seeing how mellow Gary would become after he lost his job.Brad's phone rang again and he grabbed it from where he had thrown it. He shook his head when he saw that Claire was still calling relentlessly. He placed his phone on silent and then headed inside. As soon as he stepped inside the house, the aroma of a freshly prepared meal wafted into his nose and he felt relaxed instantly. "Welcome back, sir," Maria stepped out of the kitchen the moment she heard the door. She was glad that he came in time for dinner that day. There would be no need to reheat the food."Thank you, Maria," Brad closed his eyes and sniffed the air. "What have you made for me tonight?"Maria smiled, "Grilled chicken breasts with roasted vegetables and a side quinoa.""Hm," Brad hummed, his mouth already watering just at the thought of the meal.Maria smiled and attempted to ta

Brad was ready for the day. After a thorough relaxing shower, a well-prepared meal, and a good night's sleep, Brad couldn't have been better prepared for the activities of the day ahead. Thoughts of Claire, the incident at her party, and her rude boss slash boyfriend were now forgotten. All that was on Brad's mind was Integrity Finance Company. His newly acquired company. He smirked at that thought as he got in the car."Good morning, boss," Nick nodded at Brad as he peered at him through the rearview mirror.Brad grinned, "It's a very good morning. How're you?""I'm okay," Nick answered as he veered the car out of Brad's garage. Earlier, Brad had informed Nick where they were going on Sunday morning and Nick knew when he saw the name of the company. Ke knew that Ned's lucky time had run out and Brad was ready to get into action.Brad took his phone and dialed Maxwell's number. He was sure Ned would definitely want to act funny. Especially since he hadn't reached out to him yet, he m

"Though, I would like to implore you all to be a little patient as I'd need to amend the contract rules for the benefit of you all. It will only take an hour, tops."The crowd agreed by cheering Brad even further.Brad turned back to the staff that huddled behind him and nodded. Ned's former assistant then walked Brad to Ned's former office, Nick in tow.Brad quickly got to work once he was in there. However, he made a mental note to revamp the whole company, especially the office that would become his, after all important details had been catered to.Ned's assistant fluidly showed him the soft copy of the file that contained the contract rules. Brad took his time to amend it, changed a lot of things, and made the rules more flexible so that it would be easy for loanees to repay the loans taken.Several minutes later, he cracked his knuckles and then wriggled them. He went through the changed rules one more time before he called on the assistant."Yes sir?""I just sent the new contr

The manager continued over the phone in a grave voice, "I'm sorry but I can't help you. You'd have to look for Mr Harrier yourself. If I get myself involved in this matter, it will also affect me and I do not want the wrath of Mr Harrier hovering over my head."Gary gulped, "Does that mean you've seen him?""Of course I have!" The man answered quickly as if Gary had just asked the most ridiculous question ever. He added, "In fact, I know him very well and I know that you have truly offended him and that is why he has chosen to deal with you by pulling out his assets from Trust Financial.""Oh God," Gary breathed and clutched his hair."Mt Harrier is one of the most humble and kind wealthy men I have ever met," the manager continued in a solemn voice, "I wondered what you did to him. Well, it's left to you to find him and plead with him. Trust me, you don't want to have his wrath over your head for long.""Can you describe him? Please.""I've told you. I cannot involve myself. You have