Oliver, who has not been diligent with his job in sourcing weekly reports from the different heads of departments, felt uncomfortable. At the same time, he knew he couldn't mess up.Maybe, just maybe Mr. Alistair was looking for a way to kick hike out of the organization. Just like they did to Mr. Wilde in a different way. Besides his father was seated beside him, he wouldn't want to embarrass his father.Reasons because his father has always told him to take his job seriously. Since there's every tendency that he might end up as the president of the company one day. Oliver cleared his throat and spoke up as if he had been diligent in his line of duty. "I want to start by apologizing for not acting professionally. You know a lot of activities sprung up in the past weeks.I am not in any way using this activity as an excuse for not meeting up with my work. No, that's not it. Let's put that aside, and attend to the question you asked."He paused, and took in a deep breath, "Dear Presid

Tricia sat in the living room with a lot of thoughts going through her head. Looking at her you could tell she was disturbed.Burundi who was at home with her, and a few domestic staff, saw the look on her face. At first, he overlooked it and went on with his business.A few minutes later, he returned and still saw her in that same mood. It troubled him in a way, and he thought about asking her about it. He knows they aren't close, though they are the only ones who end up being at home.They don't have a smooth sailing-relationship with each other. Burundi didn't like her because of the way she treated her daughter, Layla. But he just couldn't turn a blind eye to what was going on.Even if he wanted to do so, his conscience wouldn't allow him to do such a thing. They are being housed, and fed by their boss. If anything wrong later happens, there's every tendency for him to be held accountable one way or the other.Why? That's because he found her looking worried on a certain hot after

Nathan, and Layla both gazed at themselves before they replied, "We are in.""It's not like we have a choice right?" Nathan asked as he sat up."Great, since you both are in, well let's get our brains to work. I know Layla has said certain things concerning this. But there was something they both said that made me think about this," Mr. Alistair muttered."What's that?" They both replied with a questioning look on their face."His track records," Mr. Alistair replied."What do you mean by his track records? Track records on what exactly?" Nathan asked."While he was in his position, he did so well, and our company experienced great growth not only in the market but in the global market," Mr. Alistair replied."Come on, don't you think that's bait?" Layla asked."Yeah, I know his position is still vacant. We urgently need someone to fill up that position, but come to think of it, without him have we not been doing well lately?" Layla asked."Yes we are, but it's different from when we

Fiona couldn't stop smiling throughout in the office. Her mind was filled with Mark, Mark, Mark, Mark."Ethan walked into her office with his hands in his pocket. She noticed he was looking moody. Ethan walked towards her table and sat down not saying a word, which was strange."What's going on, what's with that look on your face?" She asked as he sat up, and leaned closer."I am not happy," he replied."Of course, you are not. I can tell from the look on your face," she replied."I think I am losing her slowly," he replied with his gaze on the floor."What do you mean by that? Wait a minute, who are you losing first of all, and to whom are you losing her to?"He raised his head, gazing deep into Fiona's eyes, "I am losing her to the man Dad wants you to get married to. I am losing Elara.""Wow, this is interesting. But wait a minute, what makes you think you are going to lose her? I mean, you said she wasn't in love with him yesterday at the meeting.You also said they were divorced,

Mark couldn't concentrate on the work his boss gave him to handle. His mind was heavy on Fiona. He was staring at her number, all he needed was to unblock her.Yet, he was finding it hard to unblock her. He knew her so well that she would have tried calling his line. He kept the laptop and stood up as he walked towards the pool.He stood at the pool and stared at the pool for a few seconds before walking back to where he was seated. He picked up his laptop and decided to head to his bedroom.He walked in from the kitchen backdoor, he was about to climb the stairs when he heard the sound of the bell. Mark paused, he wasn't expecting anyone, he just couldn't tell who would be at his house by such a time.The sound came again, and he walked away from the stairs and dropped his laptop on the dining table. He walked out of his apartment and headed straight to the gate.He opened the gate, and was shocked at who he was seeing, "Fiona," he muttered."Mark," she replied as tears rolled down h