With arms pocketed Raca advanced to them; his Indian accent dominating his tone. “Jade. I still can’t believe till this moment your properties are still littering my compound. It is causing nuisance to the environment. I need you to leave my compound entirely!” he howled.Jade went down on his knees and molded his arms, grieffully bowing to him. “Pleas Raca, I want you to show us mercy. My mother is a widow and I am only but a janitor, please give me more time to fix this rent…”“To hell with you, Jade!” Raca beamed, gesturing at him, “Haven’t I tried for your wretched family. I allowed your poor father stay in my house thinking he was going to pay off the rent but the pauper died leaving behind the rent for your miserable soul to pay.”Jamole swallowed hard and grinned; it hurt him so much that Raca called Jade’s late father pauper. It reminded him nothing other than the horrible poor life of his late parents on the street where he was raised.“Right now you are dealing with me and no

Jade’s mother swallowed hard; she winked to be certain about what she just saw; but of a truth reality was playing before her. It was too real to be true.A bunch of keys to a duplex?“How come?” she asked, peered at the document and felt the keys, “Did you expect anything from a billionaire? Or do you have any billionaire as friend?”she asked yet further, stared in surprise, and her mouth gaped.Jade turned his gaze to her. “That should be the question, mom. Do I have any billionaire as friend? Never! I can’t point to any at the moment. All my friends are broke ass. Andre is a poor janitor just like me, Jamole? Hell no. I am even better off than him. He is not anywhere close to wealth, so I wonder where this gift could be coming from.”Jade gazed upon the document once more to see if the sender left any identification or address. But he was disappointed. He raised his stare on the dispatch rider, who still hung to his smile.“Please who could be this generous giver?” he asked and poin

In a jiffy Jamole was led into the sky scraper and was finally opportuned to meet with Zhang Meng in person.Ordinarily if it were in his poverty days Zhang’s exquisite spacious office would have offended his vanity but ever since he became heir to Swan, luxury wasn’t strange to him anymore. And first class life didn’t seem too special to him anymore.After bowing, he stood staring engagingly at the short, strong featured, ponytail-haired Chinese billionaire before him. He had about ten well-suited burly security flanked around him and five servants who attended to his immediate needs.Zhang Meng was a big name in Antipolo, and he was one of the deep pockets ajamole had been clamoring to do business with.On the desk Jamole could see the tons of awards he had won over the years and he could tell Zhang was still the best in automobile in Antipolo. He hoped Zhang would give him maximum attention and not be an ass.But now he had come to discuss business with the richest Chinese in Antipo

McDonald wasn’t done jeering at Jamole. He clapped yet further, “Hmmm I don’t know if you have considered what it felt like having Roger bang your ex-wife, Stella in your matrimonial bed. Indeed Roger enjoyed himself. I wish I were him…”He burst into a maddening laughter which was intended to make Jamole jealous.Jamole pounced at his offender but McDonald’s security suspected his moves early enough and they seized his punch and pinned him to a spot. There was a lengthy struggle between Jamole and the band of security but they earnestly dared to suppress him at a spot.“Let go of me you bunch of fools!” Jamole struggled to come off their grip. “McDonald or whatever you call yourself. Why don’t you let us be? Susan doesn’t want you. She has made it clear to you that I am her husband. Are you daft? If not for your securities I would have punched you to the ground and watch you pee on yourself.”The securities were much formidable and stronger than Jamole. Despite Jamole’s drag and force

One thing that Stella didn’t know about Roger James was that he was ambitious and nothing could stop him from his quest for power and wealth, not even the thighs of all the ladies in Antipolo.For the first time in their relationship, Stella was sleeping alone.While she stayed up all night brooding over Roger’s sudden change of character, Roger stayed up all night brooding over wooing Susan so that he could be the heir.At dawn Roger had a quick wash and got ready for work. He just drank a black coffee and that was enough. When he heard the sound of shuffling walker, he perceived it was Stella and she was coming to invite him to the dining.The door creaked and Stella’s makeover face peered through the door.“Good morning sweetie. Oh you are ready for work.” she walked in, looking stylish and elegant in her ash mini gown which she intentionally wore to appease the only man in her life.“As you can see,” Roger replied, not interested in locking gaze with her or appreciating her beauty.