Chapter 42 Nancy Dalton buttoned up her wrists, looking at the mirror to make sure that her bow was in place. She slipped into her red bottom kitten heels, red in color as well. She stretched out her sleeves for the maid to straighten out the hand, making sure the ghetto lines were in place. She snapped her fingers and in seconds, Katherine had dashed there and back with the wristwatch - a Cartier diamond cut. “Hmmm…. a jacket would go lovely with this”, she said, shouldering towards the mirror. “Get my handbag Kathy.”, She said, moving towards the door. Katherine hurriedly arranged the handbag, managing to get the door for her madam. Nancy gave her the side eye, pausing a little before proceeding to walk out of the room.“The yellow and blue tagged files on my study desk are coming along with me, as well as those documents I asked you to put away the other day. Fill my water bottle, pour me a half glass of juice when you are coming to the car and don't you dare forget my cucumber

Chapter 44“Come in”, Elsie said. The receptionist pulled the door and came in. “Good morning ma'am… Good morning Miss Elsie”“Yes Ziva.. how may we help you?” “Umm.. sorry… I came to inquire if you have an appointment ma'am with Mr. Walters.”“You came all the way from your office downstairs to inquire, Ziva? Whatever happened to phone calls, the intercom, the system?”“Err… ma'am”“Exactly”, Elsie said. “Did you suddenly go , I don't know, idiot, for a second there?”Ziva had to take a deep breath in. “I've actually been trying to reach your office, Miss Elsie and I couldn't. And even on your personal number, you weren't picking up. Being that, Mr. Walters isn't a very patient person…”“Enough”, Nancy ordered, cutting the girl short. “All I hear, Ziva, are flimsy, pointless excuses. It's stupid enough that you have come all the way up here to inquire of something you would have simply gotten with a phone call and now you are blaming your lack of composure and competencies on the

Chapter 46“So what is the total quota for everything?”“A hundred and fifty billion dollars collectively. That's approximately twenty two million dollars for each of the shareholders”“Is that final?”“Yes Mr. Adrian”, Mr. Oratio said, glancing at the others who nodded in approval.“Great. Consider it done”“Done?”, Mr. Oratio asked in surprise.“Yes, I'm totally fine with the quota.”Adrian got to his feet, handing his devices to his bodyguard.“When is the next meeting so we can seal everything on paperwork?”“Umm…”“This week I presume?”, he asked directing his question to Nancy “Yes … of … of course Mr Adrian”, she stuttered. Adrian smiled within himself. Nancy never stuttered.“Great," he said, glancing at his watch. “I have to be on my way now”“Appreciate you coming Mr. Adrian”, Mr. Oratio said, his hand out for a handshake.“My pleasure”The bodyguard got the door and Adrian walked out. He took the elevator to the ground floor and when the doors slid open, Rosa was there in

Chapter 48“Come on Jamie”, Lilian said, carrying her son off the carpet where he'd been crawling. With her free hand, she took up the baby bag and walked up to the receptionist.“Mrs…?”“Miss Lilian Felters”The receptionist looked up to be quite sure she'd seen the child.“Oh.. okay”Her eyes darted to her computer, the keys of the keyboard making the constant tap sound as she typed. Lilian adjusted her postition as she stood, doing her best to pacify the toddler and be patient.She was about to say something when the receptionist looked up.“I’m sorry, I can't find you on my system. Who are you here to see?”“Mr. Leonard”, she said, her accent slightly coating her words. “Mr. Leonard Grayson”“Mr. Leonard?”, The receptionist asked sarcastically, an unbelieving expression on her face.“Yes, Mr. Leonard”, she said in the calmest voice, ignoring her sarcastic tone.“Well, I'm sorry ma'am but your name isn't on the system meaning there is no booked appointment for you with Mr. Leonard”

Chapter 50Mr. Jackson walked into his office, the bodyguards following behind him. “Good morning sir”, his secretary greeted, getting to his feet.“Morning”, he said, waiting for the bodyguard to get the door. The door swung open within a second and Jackson entered into his office. “Send for Didi in the financial department please”“Yes sir”, the secretary responded, leaving the room just as hastily as she'd replied. “Let me have a look at today’s schedule”, Jackson said to the bodyguard closest to him who handed over the iPad.“This meeting with Mr. Charles… I thought I asked that it be postponed?” Jackson asked, a question that he knew fully well couldn't be addressed to any one of them.Just in time, his secretary knocked on the door. The bodyguard got the door.“Mr. Jackson sir…”“I thought I asked you to reschedule my appointment with Mr. Charles.”“Yes sir… I did”“If you did then why do I still have it scheduled for 1 p.m today?”“Yes sir… it was previously scheduled for Tu