In a well-furnished room in a five-story building located on a quiet country estate, I sat on a long couch, staring at the odds and ends of the meeting reports. They were filled with details I needed to implement and emails I needed to send. I couldn’t trust the secretary to do it because of what happened the last time. She had mixed up the mail and sent it to the wrong addresses, causing a lot of confusion that day. If not for my quick intervention,they would have lost major deals and payments. I was going to fire her soon, but for now, I just had to leave the typing and scheduling meetings for her while I handled the important responsibilities and duties. I picked up a document that contained the announcement of the fifty companies that had applied for the A. I chatted with the bot, and they were to give the license to just fifteen people. Also, a discount for the first ten people. Checking through the report, I couldn’t find their names. Eni had forgotten to add it there. Damn! I

Mark walked into Craig’s headquarters, cursing inwardly and hating his father more. There were other staff members he could send, but he chose to send Mark because of their recent argument. He looked at his outfit again and prayed it wasn’t Arthur who was doing the oral interview.If it was that rash, he would just walk out and inform his father to move on from Craig’s product to something bigger. Like the Dot-Ai robot. He had suggested it this morning, but his father, a stubborn man, refused to listen to him. In his words, Dot A. I wasn’t offering a discount or a two-year warranty. It wasn’t up to Craig's standards, so Mark must ensure he didn’t jeopardize their chances. Like, it wasn’t jinxed already. His father thinks that Arthur would see him immediately and just give the company a pass mark. After all, he and Claire did. He had every urge to turn around, but due to his father’s assurance that Arthur wouldn’t be the one interviewing them, he took another long breath and walked in

Claire checked her phone again to be sure that Arthur had really texted her. He apologised for not responding to her texts for weeks and not picking up her calls. He promised to make it up to her during the weekend. She almost yelled,yelled, but quickly kept quiet. She was in bed in a motel with Mark,Mark, who was snoring away his life. She couldn’t believe her life had changed in just four days. No more new dresses, fat allowances,allowances, and making headlines. It was like a fairy tale, only that it was real for her.She sent a text to Arthur, thanking him for giving her another chance. She was going to ditch Mark’s plan of dealing with Arthur and focus on getting enough cash from Arthur to return to her lifestyle. She wasn’t born for poverty! Never!She jerked Mark up. It was morning already,already, but he still had the guts to sleep! They barely had enough due to Mark’s ruthless spending since his parents threw him out. He could make amends if he asked for forgiveness from h

Mark turned the bed over. Where was Claire? He yelled her name three times with no response. He stood up immediately. He had been asleep all day and only woke up when she shook him up to eat. He checked the time. It was one o’clock. Wow. That means he had slept all day. He felt like a loser immediately. This was his fourth day of being jobless and cut off from his family. His dad had closed down all their joint accounts and ordered nobody in the family to help. He had stated that Mark has to learn one way or the other. His mother reached out and told him to beg his father. Mark refused. He will rather suffer than beg the wicked man. He had told his mother. He warned her not to call him again and blocked her number immediately. He hated them.Claire still held hope his father would look for him, but Mark knew better; the man would want him to return to him on his knees. He picked up a shirt and wore it. The mirror showed him a different version of himself. He looked broken. This wasn’

Claire stepped out of the limousine, smiling widely. This was the life she had always wanted, and finally, Arthur was making it come true. She smiled, taking his hands. People turned, staring at them. Men gawked at her stunning figure, which the gold strapless dress helped to boost. She was going to be on every major magazine headline, and when Mark saw it, he was going to realize that she wasn’t joking with her threat. If he wanted to win her back, he had to do better than Arthur.Arthur opened the door for her, and she stepped in, ignoring the guard's greetings. A few days ago, they wouldn’t have looked twice at her or allowed her into the Silverstone Suites, but here she was, walking in with her ex-husband. She felt a bit hurt that this affluence and popularity were just for today, but since Arthur had agreed to pay her for her time, she had to flow with it.A waitress walked towards them and showed them their table. It was in the front row where most of the big figures were seated