"Jake!, where are you? You'll make us late! " his wife yelled at him through the phone. "I'm on my way, Dorin. The traffic is quite tight here" he tried to explain to her as he glanced at all the bags and boxes delivery he had to receive which contained his wife and mother-in-law's jewelry as well as shoes for the wedding they were attending."Useless man, I told you Dorin, marry someone that has common sense and pride yet you went for a mannerless human being" he heard his mother-in-law rant some distance away from the phone."If you make us late, Jake!, I promise you won't have a meal in this house for the next week. I told you to go get that jewelry yesterday and yet you opted to go for that useless job of yours that can't even feed my daughter to talk more of my granddaughters" She had gotten the phone and was now screaming into it. "Mummy… " he heard his wife try to defend him a bit. Something she rarely did."My friend shut up! If I had married a man as useless as your husband

Jake sat on the floor perplexed like he was in a trance. He could feel pains shooting into every fiber of his body from his legs. He still couldn't believe that his mother-in-law had commanded her boys to lift him from his wheelchair and leave him midair to drop on the floor like a piece of rag, just to confirm her daughter's accusations. The scene replayed over and over again in his memory how the two men walked up to him, each person holding his arms and lifting him from his wheelchair."Make him stand and leave him to walk" she had ordered and they did just that. The issue was that instead of his legs standing or walking they gave way and he had landed in a heap of helplessness on his already broken legs. Tears threatened their downpour as his face went down in shame and red with embarrassment. He had never been so humiliated in his entire life, not even when his debtors had to chase him on the road one time."Oh, he's crippled" Dorin exclaimed in mockery and Jake felt a slight

"How would you like to meet up over coffee tomorrow morning and sign the contract by 8 a.m. so we could start work in earnest? I'll come to see the shop immediately after the contract has been signed." Jake spoke into the phone a few weeks later."Sure sir, I'll be there. I have 20 ships in total and they are in good condition. I'll see you tomorrow sir as we are ready for you" the voice at the other end said."Tomorrow it is then" Jake concluded and hung up as he fell back into his chair and spun around in the small office he had set up for himself in his new apartment as he sighed the past week's activities. He had been calling lots of ship owners to ship in his new client's products and he had lots of contracts to sign come tomorrow and the next.He smiled and was most grateful to the man God had used to get him this far. Seff! He should visit him and could even make him his client after all Seff was the richest in the business industry as a whole.Jake reached for the card he was

As Jake got home feeling numb, he fell heavily on his sofa with a deep sigh. This was the highest level of disrespect he had gotten from his wife. Why would she send him divorce papers with an invitation to her wedding to Brent Hobson? Now he understood why it had taken them months to send him a divorce, they had a wedding to plan. And the wedding was in two months. "I definitely won't give you the satisfaction of erasing me out of your life without drama, Dorin. Not so soon" Jake said out loud in his sitting room and smiled. He wasn't going to divorce Dorin, not yet. Instead, he had better things to do other than sit and think of her and their sham of a marriage. "Hello Michael," Jake said into the phone. "Who is speaking? "Michaels's voice at the other end sounded bored. "Jake Martins, the guy you met with your sister outside the cafe" "Oh, I see. How can I help you? '' Jake couldn't help but notice how nonchalant he sounded. He only hoped Michael would not disappoint him,

Earl Mayor had heard of a new shipping company while he was still out of the country doing business. He wondered why the sole entrepreneur had not reached out to him but had made plans to open his business. He had kept wondering if he didn't know the procedures which included talking to the top models of a particular business one wanted to do to get advice that would help build theirs. It was the young owner's loss not his after all. Why would that bother him? He had determined not to grace the occasion with his presence as he wasn't given an invite and that on its own was not business-like for the city of Los Angeles.Not until two days before the opening ceremony did he finally get an invite packaged with an apology which was a relief to him as his proof was already getting hurt. Unlike other companies, he wouldn't have gone for the opening but this company held a future for him. He would nurture REBIRTH to his taste and use it to benefit himself as well. Surprisingly, he found o