Dario and Aisha stood in the royal gardens where Maria’s burial had just taken place. The air was thick with sorrow and a profound silence enveloping the area, broken by only the ruffling of leaves. Maria loved the garden. She loves flowers. Dario could remember how her face would light up when she was in the garden because it brought her so much joy. She had a gentle touch with her flowers, treating each plant as if it were a precious gem. She would hum softly to herself as she carefully pruned, watered and tended her lovely lilies and the rest. Dario knew that the best place she would love to go to rest in, would definitely be the royal garden. Close to her flowers and surrounded by them. It would also be just a walk away if he wanted to visit her in the mansion. Even Aisha knew how contagious Maria’s happiness in the garden was. Most of the time, they would often chat there and Maria would happily teach her about flowers. As Dario stared at her resting place, their memories

“Mrs Silver,” Blake took a deep breath, gathering his composure as he locked eyes with the steely gaze of Silver. “I am here for the same reason. I want to buy this technological powerhouse, and I don’t know why you’re so adamant on not selling it to me.”Silver let out a sarcastic laughter briefly. “What do you have to offer this technological powerhouse, just like you called it,” she said proudly.Blake began, his tone measured, yet earnest, “I understand your concern for the future of this company, Mrs Silver. But I assure you that I can take this company to heights it has never reached...”Suddenly, Silver began to laugh uncontrollably till her ribs started to hurt. Dario and Blake exchanged confused glances before looking back at Silver.What was so funny about what Blake just said?She stopped laughing for a second and was about to speak when she started laughing all over again pointing her finger at Dario and Blake. Dario recognized this. He knew what this was about; Silver d

When Donald processed the hit fully, he didn’t think twice when he raised his clenched fist to return a heavier punch on Dario’s face. But before his fist could get any closer to Dario’s face, Blake grabbed his arm, stopping it in the air. Donald’s anger was blazing intensely within him. “How dare he!’ He thought to himself. And the moment he felt a hold on his arm, stopping him, his anger multiplied. He shot his gaze at Blake when he realized it was his hold and he attempted to release his arm. But Blake’s grip was too strong. “Don’t you dare lay a finger on my boss! Are you trying to get yourself killed?” Blake asked Donald, his tone calm but firm. His composure was unshaken despite Donald’s struggle to free his arm. Donald’s struggle abruptly stopped the moment he heard Blake’s words. “Your boss?” He asked, his face contorted in disdain. “Oh your personal assistant is now your boss?” He asked before yanking his hand off Blake’s hold and laughing sarcastically. “Silver, did yo

The entire country had been buzzing with the presidential contract being the talk of every city. It had already been weeks since the application for the presidential contract came to a close, and discussions and arguments echoed at every corner of the country. Citizens placed bets and supported the technology companies from their kingdoms or empire. Would it be MaxTech? TwenDigitals? Starks? Quantum innovations? they wondered. They argued and waited in bated breath to hear the presidential announcement revealing the winner of the technology contract. Dario sat in the living room, as he watched the news on the television. The voice of the news anchor filled the room, her tone animated with the latest buzz. “And in breaking news today, the race for the presidential contract has taken an intriguing turn as everyone is yet to figure out who the mystery man is…” “This mystery man,” Aisha said as she walked into the living room and sat beside Dario to join him. She reached f

The next day, towards the late hours of the day, Dario sat in the living room, the dim light from the television flickering across his face and his eyes were fixed on the news. For the past few weeks, he spent time watching the news everyday, mainly to get updates about the race of the presidential contract. He had to be aware and up to date on how well his company was doing in the race and if trouble was approaching.The voice of the same news anchor echoed in the background of the room with different news and stories until it was finally breaking news on the presidential contract. “Since late last night, shocking revelations about Nexus Tech have not stopped surfacing,” she announced, her voice steady but tinged with disbelief.“An anonymous source has been releasing highly incriminating information and exposing countless unethical practices within the company,” she paused and shook her head.“And as a result, the president has decided to remove Nexus Tech from the race for the p