The days of hiding from the press were finally over, Jake walked briskly, yet gallantly to his office, and all his employees were baffled at his aura. There was no ounce of sadness or frustration on his face. Those who wanted to give their sympathy held it to themselves, Although they wondered why he was able to maintain such composure, they kept quiet and wondered among themselves.Jake sighed impatiently as he waited for the elevator to get to the eleventh floor. He fixed his jacket properly with his right hand while he held on to his briefcase with the other hand. Soon, he heard a clicking sound and the doors to the elevator opened to review a passage. He came out almost immediately and walked through to the end of the passage to reveal another door. He opened it and was welcomed by his secretary who rushed to collect his briefcase and opened the door leading to his office. That's how secluded Jake's office is to the other offices in the company.

Jake looked at Sandra in shock as she gripped a pocket knife tightly.” What the fuck are you trying to do?” He queried.“I'm trying to get rid of the imperfections in your life! Isn't that what you always wanted?” Sandra asked before raising the knife. “I'm going to kill myself and our child!” She further yelled. At this point, Jake knew he had to act smartly. He knew Sandra well enough, that if her mind was navigated on something, she was going to do so.“Give me the knife,” Jake commanded as he stretched his left hand towards her.“I'm not giving you if I kill myself, you'd stop all your troubles,” Sandra replied hotly as she stepped back.“Give me the knife, Sandra, do not make me hijack it from you.” Jake threatened and she shrugged nonchalantly, Still holding the knife.“You think you can have a better life once I'm dead? Hell no! You'd rot in jail, where you truly belong!” Sandra yelled hysterically.“Stop this nonsense and give me the damn knife!” Jake spoke coldly, trying to

"This is the third time I'm calling him and he's still not picking up. Why isn't he answering my calls? I'm very sure he's with his phone because he's never without his phone" Sandra murmurs to herself, pacing with her phone in her hand.She dialed Jake once more and it went straight to voicemail this time around. With a rather displeasing look on her face, she stared at her phone like so hard, like staring it would prompt Jake to pick up the phone or return her call in the least."What could possibly be the reason he's not picking up my calls? He shouldn't be at the company or the foundation by this time so what exactly is keeping him?" Sandra asks no one in particular, anger evident in her voice."If he's not at the company or the foundation then could he possibly be? Could something have happened or maybe......." Sandra trailed off and stopped pacing as realization hit her."No no no no no. There's no way, it's not possible. It can't be. He can't possibly he's with her can he?" Sa

"Well, my day started nice because I was thinking of last night, you in particular. It just took a wrong turn though, as a result of the news getting to me not less than about 30 minutes ago" Jake says to Zara on the other end.He proceeds to narrate the events that took place not too long ago to Zara and it leaves her speechless, bemused, and very much engaged because she detests people who take advantage of others."The nerve of those men, I can't believe they did that and still dared to deny it in front of you and those poor, innocent women. I'm sure they both have families, yet they dare to do this to someone else?" Zara is enraged at what Jake just told her."That's exactly how I felt when I heard of it, and the fact that it was reported before but nothing was said or done to those scumbags, no form of action was taken against them. It fills me with rage to even imagine what those women would have been going through. I'm not even related to them and I'm this pissed just imagine i

Jake is in his office, facing the floor-to-ceiling windows opposite his office door, resting even though it is very early in the morning. He seems tired because of the turnout of events at the restaurant where he and Zara alone were supposed to have dinner.He tried calling Zara last night but she didn't pick up and it got him worried. If he was to look at it properly, if he were her he wouldn't pick up either so he just stopped calling her and let her decide to call her the next morning.She was so humiliated yesterday by his brother and Sandra and she took everything without saying a word in her defense.The one thing she asked of him, he couldn't do it for her. She begged him that she didn't want to be involved in any kind of drama at all but the exact opposite happened.He had already tried calling her this morning, it just kept ringing, and she didn't pick up. Maybe she was still mad at him, if she still was, he couldn't blame her.He had already made up his mind to go to the fou