"Peter is not dumb and not the governor. If we try any silly moves, we could be traced back to everything we have. Well, you have nothing to lose. As for me, my life depends on this mission. I am doomed if it doesn't work out. Victor said."He's a smart man; I won't even argue that. What plans do you have then? How do we get him to lose this opportunity?" Mia asked. Her major concern is her family and their wealth. If her dad could get his company back and the house, she was fine with it. To make the deal work, she has to input her best, either directly or indirectly.The duo enjoyed their meal in silence, but despite the agreement, each of them had a hidden gender for themselves. Mia wanted more than just her family's wealth. If she could lay hands on one or two, that would be okay for her. Victor, on the other hand, believes that everything under his family name is his. Whether it was bought in Brazil or Tokyo, as long as it has Coleman on it, it was his to possess.By the time the

After Peter finished his dinner with the governor, he was sure that everything would work out fine for him concerning the contract he was bidding for. Within the first few months, he has grown from the low level he was to a very respectable man. And with the help of his father's name, he can unlock chances for himself.All though it looks as though things are a bit stagnant, Peter is sure to seal all the deals with all the top companies and investors he has planned out. He got out of the yacht after his dinner with the governor. His car was packed just at the driveway close to the water. Peter studied the water for a bit.The heavy splash caused the smaller boats to sway from side to side. Peter jumped up to the concrete part a few inches away from where his car was parked. He quickly clicked the key and opened the car door. From his rare view, a black car with tinted glasses positioned itself perfectly.He adjusted his seat belt over his shoulders. His eyes were still watching the ve

Peter was still working on the files when he got a message from the minister to meet him up at a private restaurant. It was just a few minutes to four o'clock."I shall be with you shortly, sir," Peter said and quickly put down the receiver. He packed his bags and shitholed his system. After the meeting, he was going home.He hurried out of the building. He met Victor while walking slowly into his office like he had seen a ghost. He paused and glared at Peter when he approached his door."Is there anything you have to tell me, Victor?" Peter questioned."Something like what?". Victor straightened up. His eyes brightened as he feigned a confused look at his cousin."You know what I am talking about.".Look, I do not have the time to stand your pettiness today; I am a very busy person. If you do not have any good things to say, move!". Victor snarled.He had no respect for his boss because he saw Peter as his younger cousin, who only got the opportunity to become his boss before his fat

"A problem?" Peter asked, surveying the minster's face, Fiona before turning to look at Tyer, who had a blank expression spread all over his face like jam on bread."Yes, there is a little problem. The petitions came from a legal practitioner stating that you have no ownership of the business you claim to run. Please do not get me wrong. I duly believe that you are a sure breed of the late icon.Your father was my high school friend, and that is why I picked up an interest in working with you aside from your big name and superb expertise. We need to counter those claims by reviewing your documents. All of it." The minister said. He wiped his lip with the napkin on the table."Well, thank you for drawing my attention to this case. I think I have internal enemies working against me. They've been trying too hard to kick me out of my position, but I won't let that medley into my business. Family struggles and feuds would be adequately attended to too.I sincerely apologize for any inconve

The correctional officers opened up the cell doors as early as 6 a.m. Victor had spent the whole night wondering why he was being treated like an inmate. He hasn't been tried yet, but all because his cousin has some little change to throw around, he is being treated like a piece of sh*t.The moment he heard the keys rustle from behind the door, he knew they had come with their strange morning routine. How can he explain to these daft heads that he is not an inmate; he hasn't been sentenced to jail by anyone yet? He wasn't serving a jail term, but the way they treated him says otherwise. "Stand away from the door, if you're there." The correctional officer warned. Victor opened his eyes slowly, but the moment he stepped in, he shut his eyes tight."Hey buddy, it's time for your morning exercise; get up." The male voice rang out.Victor folded his hands between his legs and continued to sleep. Get up, man! The officer screamed, but Victor was still adamant about getting up. His Saturda