….Jerome's office….Jerome sat on his office chair looking through the documents whilst Bright stood beside him. "What is my schedule for today?" He inquired. "Boss, you are to meet Mr. Garrison at ten a.m, you have a meeting with the shareholders at twelve-thirty p.m and attend a class gathering at two p.m."A school gathering?" He lifted his head in a confused manner. "Yes boss, a gathering with your classmates.""Oh I see, so it's today. Okay, no problem. Cancel the meeting with the shareholders and let's go shopping. I need you to find me the cheapest store. I don't want to shock my mates." Jerome said with a playful tone. " But boss, they would look down on you when you dress in that manner. " " Don't worry, I have my plans. Meet Mr. Garrison on my behalf. Tell him something urgent had popped up so I couldn't make it. I am going with Eleanor.""But boss, are you going to the gathering with Miss Eleanor?""No, she is only escorting me to buy the clothes." "Ok, boss," Bright

With a loud and sudden shout, the class monitor who had been silent all along exclaimed, "Enough!" His outburst startled the others in the room who had not expected such a strong reaction. The room fell silent and everyone looked at him in surprise. He had always been the introverted type. "This is a class reunion, a gathering not a boxing ring. We are here together so we can unite. Why has it turned into a battlefield? If you are not here because of the reunion and are here to show off, please leave." His last words were directed to Frederick. They all lowered their heads in shame."It was all because of Jerome; if he hadn't started this, this wouldn't have happened," Isaac stared at Jerome with hatred."So you mean you can bully me while I can't reciprocate?" He crossed his legs and asked.Isaac fell silent."I am sorry; to apologize, all bills are on me." He stood up, lifted his glass of wine, and drank from it."Mr. Frederick, are you sure you will pay for all the expenses?" Jero

"Boss," Eleanor rushed to the office, panting heavily as she called out to the CEO."We are heading to the Shantel company," Jerome picked up his coat and headed out first, with Eleanor following. They drove to the Shanteo company. Due to the problem at hand, the CEO of the Shantel company had few of his employees come to work. When they arrived at the company, they went straight to the CEO's office."Mr. Jerome, you promised me everything was going to be alright?" Mr. Shantel questioned him the moment Jerome entered without asking him to sit down."Calm down, Mr. Shantel. That is why I am here," Jerome said in a calm voice."Calm down? How could you tell me to calm down? The matter has suddenly blown up, attracting the media's attention. How do you expect me to calm down?" Shantel roared. He felt angry looking at how calm Jerome was. He wished he could strangle him, but he knew no matter how powerful he was, he was not as powerful as the Cadell company."Mr. Shantel, can you sit down

Eleanor lost concentration when Jerome was talking. She had overeaten and was in a difficult situation. She couldn't breathe properly or normally. She felt sluggish, lethargic, her stomach heavy and distended, and her thoughts fuzzy.After Jerome finished talking, he lifted his head and saw the uncomfortable look on Eleanor's face. "Eleanor, what is it?" he asked with a concerned tone."Erm, sir..." Eleanor, feeling uncomfortable, didn't know how to tell her boss that she had overeaten. "Gosh, sir would kill me if I tell him I overate while working. He would think I am not serious. What do I do?" Eleanor was lost in her thoughts, trying to find a reasonable answer."Eleanor!" Jerome's shout startled her."Sir, it's nothing big. Just some female issues."When he said that, Jerome didn't understand. He thought Eleanor was sick. "I see, let me call the doctor," he said and picked up his phone to dial the doctor's number."Please, it's so embarrassing to call the doctor over." Eleanor hel

"Boss, I think your first uncle might be the mastermind," Bright guessed. His first uncle's strange reaction had raised suspicions; it was as if he couldn't wait to usurp Jerome's position."No, he isn't," Jerome shook his head. "My first uncle doesn't have the power to do that, and it's not his style. Even if I stepped down, he wouldn't be able to turn the situation around. I've been observing everyone's reactions, and I suspect none of them had a hand in what happened."Despite his suspicions, Jerome had remained quiet, hoping to figure out the culprit among his employees. He knew his first uncle wanted him out, but he didn't believe he would do anything to jeopardize the company.Bright drove Jerome to the basement, which was dark, dank, and had a musty smell that made it difficult to breathe. The rough, unfinished concrete walls were lined with rusty iron bars on the windows. The only light came from a single, flickering bulb hanging from the ceiling. In one corner, there was a na