"That was an incredible speech, Armand. You really connected with the students and inspired them to pursue their dreams. I'm so proud of you" Vanessa said to Armand once they got close to where the car was."Thank you, babe. It means a lot coming from you. The students were incredibly receptive, and I'm glad we could make a positive impact" he replied."We certainly did. The way you shared your personal journey and emphasized the importance of education was truly remarkable" Vanessa said."Absolutely, Vanessa. Education has been a transformative force in my life, and I believe every child deserves access to quality education." Armand responded."I couldn't agree more. We have the means to make a difference, and it's our responsibility to do so." Vanessa said."I'm glad we share the same vision, Vanessa. It's not just about providing financial support; it's about empowering these students to pursue their dreams, to break the barriers that hold them back. We have an opportunity to
"Hey, are you ready to go have dinner with my parents?" Armand asked Vanessa. They were standing outside her house, he had come to pick her up."Yeah, I guess so. But I can't help feeling a little skeptical about it. I mean, I'm not officially your girlfriend, and meeting your parents in this setting feels like a big step." She replied."I understand how you feel, and I want you to know that I invited you because I really care about you." Armand said."I appreciate that, but it still feels a bit overwhelming. What if they expect more from me? I don't want to disappoint them or create any awkward situations." Vanessa said."Trust me, my parents are really understanding and open-minded. They just want to see me happy. I don't think they have any expectations. You're an amazing person, and I know they see it too." Armand replied."I hope so. I don't want to create any tension between us or cause any misunderstandings. I want our relationship to progress naturally, and I don't want a
It was the start of another Monday. King had just finished doing what he does every other day of the week: washing Armand's car.At around the same time as always, Armand strolled into the garage."Good morning King" he said"Good morning, Sir" King replied, saying the word as if it was bitter in his mouth.He was about to walk away when Armand called him back."Can I help you with something else?" He asked."Actually, yes.""What's that?" He asked. Apart from washing his car, Armand had not asked him to do anything else.Armand didn't answer right away, he simply threw the car keys at him.Looking up, King asked "What's this?""I'm pretty sure you know what that is" Armand replied and walked into the car."I do know what it is, but why're you giving it to me?" King asked"Because, you'll be driving me today. I gave Donald the day off" Armand answered.The first thing King did when he heard that statement was to look at his attire. He had on a pair of casual pants and
"Hello Carla"As Carla stood face to face with King, her eyes widened with surprise, and her gaze traveled across his appearance. Once a man of wealth and opulence, he now stood before her with signs of adversity etched on his countenance. A mix of emotions coursed through her, creating a whirlwind of thoughts and reactions.Initially, disbelief washed over her features, momentarily freezing her in place. The stark contrast between the memories of his affluence and the reality of his current state was jarring. She blinked, hoping that the scene before her was a mere illusion, an ephemeral trick played by her own mind.As the initial shock subsided, a wave of compassion and concern engulfed her heart. She gazed into his eyes, searching for the essence of the man she once knew. She recognized the weariness and struggle etched on his face, the marks of a life that had taken an unexpected turn. Her heart ached at the realization of the challenges he must have faced and the hardships th
"Oh my goodness, I can't believe I finally have the opportunity to meet you like this, Armand, I'm sorry, Mr. Armstrong! Thank you so much for taking the time to see me." Carla said, bursting with excitement once they were seated in a quiet corner of the coffee shop."Well, I must admit, I wasn't quite sure about this meeting at first, but your persistence and enthusiasm won me over. So, what's all the excitement about? Tell me, how have you been and what have you been up to?" Armand asked, smiling politely."Armand, you won't believe it!" Carla said, beaming."I've been working tirelessly on a project that I truly believe will revolutionize the way people communicate. It's a new mobile application that connects individuals through shared interests and hobbies. I've poured my heart and soul into it, and I would love to share my vision with you." She said,"A mobile application, you say? Well, I must say, I'm quite intrigued. Please, go ahead and tell me more." Armand said, acting
Maintaining a composed and professional demeanor, Armand maintained eye contact with Carla, nodding slightly to acknowledge that he has heard the suggestion.Internally, Armand's mind began to assess the feasibility and practicality of the idea. And his mind told him what he already knew. Implementing such a suggestion would be impractical, unattainable, and incompatible.Despite this realization, Armand aimed to handle the situation diplomatically.Maintaining a calm and collected presence, Armand carefully chose his words, aiming to address Carla's suggestion tactfully."Miss Smith, expanding into new markets can indeed be a growth opportunity, but it is crucial to approach it strategically and realistically. Entering new markets requires careful planning, market analysis, building distribution networks, and investing in marketing and promotional activities. It takes time to establish a presence and gain a significant market share. Rapid expansion can also be financially risky i
"Vanessa? What has Vanessa got to do with anything?" Armand asked.Carla, with a sly smile, leaned in and asked, "Armand, tell me honestly, was it because of your representative that you rejected me? Does she fulfill your desires better than I ever could?"Armand, taken aback by the audacity of her question, couldn't help but chuckle softly. He looked directly into her eyes, his gaze unwavering. "No, Carla," he replied firmly. "It had nothing to do with my representative."Carla's expression faltered for a moment, but she quickly regained her composure. "Then why, Armand? Why did you turn away from me when I tried to seduce you just now? Was it because I didn't treat you well during our marriage?"Armand sighed, his voice tinged with a mix of sadness and frustration. "I'm surprised you're even asking me that question, but yes, Carla, it was precisely that. The way you treated me when we were married, the constant belittling and disrespect, made me realize how toxic our relationshi
"Carla, can I call you back?" Armand asked and without waiting for a reply, he hung up."Vanessa, you want me to go to the Charles Smith company? The last time I was there, I caught my wife with another man. My father in-law humiliated me in front of his cheating daughter and her lover. Also, Carla's secretary insulted me." Armand said."Yes Armand, I want you to go back there. Things have changed. They need your help now." Vanessa explained."If you say so." Picking up the phone, Armand called Carla again. "Carla," Armand's voice quivered with a mixture of fake regret and determination. "I owe you an apology. I'm sorry for abruptly ending our conversation earlier."There was a pause on the other end, a hesitant silence that seemed to stretch into eternity. Finally, Carla's voice emerged, "I appreciate your apology."Armand took a moment to gather his thoughts, aware that his next words held the power to shape the course of their interaction."Carla, I've been thinking about