Ethan nodded his head, "Yeah I do. I just wanted to know if you had someone in mind. But if you don't, I do. All I have to do is to ring his phone, and he's definitely going to get to work.""Well that's great, because I had no one in mind. But that's by the way, now back to what I was saying. Do you agree with my plan, or do you still want to go with your plan?" Oliver asked as he sipped from his glass of alcohol.Ethan kept quiet, with the looks on his face you could tell he was weighing his options. After a few seconds he spoke up, "I am going with your idea, I feel yours is more realistic, and it won't take much time.""That's great, now what I am going to do is to inform you of the day to call whosoever you believe is capable for the job. The day he comes, leave it to me.All I have to do is to create a distraction, and find a way to grant him access to President Alistair's car. Do you understand?""Yes I do. But the sad part in all of this is the fact that we don't know when thi

Nathan drew out the chair for Layla to sit down. "Thank you," she replied with a smile on her face as she waited for him to sit down. "This should be our fifteenth date right?"Layla shook her head, "I have no idea. You know you fascinate me so much with how you keep record of the number of dates we have had.""Why won't I? I keep a record of things that are special to me, and since you are special to me. I have no other choice than to keep such dates and records," he reopened as he held her hands."That's great," she blushed while gazing into his eyes. They both stared at each other for a few minutes, before Nathan looked away to order a drink.He snapped his finger, and a waiter dressed in black walked towards their table. He had the same curly hair as Nathan and body structure. The only difference between the waiter, and Nathan was their voice, face, and height."What would you like to have?" He passed the tablet to Nathan. Nathan scrolled up, and down, and passed the tab to Layla.

Ethan cared less about what his sister was saying, "That's enough, back to you. I am sure you are aware of the reason why I came here?"Fiona became confused, you could tell she was taken aback by such a question. "No I don't," she walked to her seat."It's clear you don't. Anyway, it's not like what I am about to say is a big deal. I noticed you left the house early.I am damn sure you don't just leave the house this early. There's definitely something going on, talk to me."She narrowed her gaze to him, "What do you mean by that? Do you mean I can't leave home for work early or what?""No, that's not what I mean. But from experiences, I feel something might have happened, which would have prompted you to leave home very early," he replied.She stood up, and walked towards him, "Well nothing happened, I had a great night's rest. Mark and I are cool, there's nothing."Ethan didn't believe that, "Or is he the one?"She turned, "Who are you talking about?""Who else do you think I am ta

Elara's joy knew no bounds when her phone beeped, as she saw the money come in. Since her Dad got employed. Her life has taken a new turn.Activities she wasn't able to do before, she could now do it, and it gave her so much joy. She was slowly getting the respect she lost from her female friends. They now invited her to luxurious parties, unlike before where they all forsook her.In all she learned her lesson. A lot of people won't want to have anything to do with you if you are poor. But if you are rich, they would definitely be all over you.She smiled as she walked into the bathroom to take her bath. Her plan was to visit Mr. Alistair at his office, and thank him for what he did. Even if her father didn't return to Voxx's Group, at least he got a job at Voxx's Technologies.What else could she ask for than that? All she wanted was for her father to get a job. Mr. Alistair kept true to his word, and helped her with it. That's the only thing that matters right now, and not if he got

The elevator opened up, and they stepped out. "Well, we are heading towards my late father's office. There's something important we have to do, and I need every one of you to be sharp, and also be on alert.""Yes sir," they replied as they moved late to Mr. Bane's office. They got in, and it was fucking dusty, different spiders had made the office their colony. "Are you seeing the cobwebs, are we really going to do this?" Layla asked."I think you are asking the wrong question, it's not us. Layla, you are the one who's definitely going to do this.""What?!" She turned towards them looking shocked. "What do you mean by that?""I don't think that's a question you need to ask. You aren't just going to swim through the cobwebs," Mr. Alistair brought out the key. "Here, we need to find which safe, or locker this key can open."She looked at the key and returned her gaze to Mr. Alistair. "Are you fucking serious?"Nathan, and Mr. Alistair both nodded their heads. Reagan wasn't cut in for wh