"Samantha, your grandfather has invited all of us to dinner tomorrow. Do you think he wants to congratulate you on winning the space at Sarit Business Park?" Susan asked excitedly once Sam, Tyson and their daughter walked in the house. "News sure spread fast, don't it?" Samantha asked sarcastically. "I think he wants to take the winnings and give them to Brian. If it was to congratulate Sam, why call us to the sun house?" Party, who had also just arrived from work asked. "I don't think your grandfather is that cruel. He can't do that to my daughter. She won that bid fair and square," Susan reasoned but Party snorted. "What?" Susan asked with irritation while staring daggers at her younger daughter. "Mom, I don't know whether you are just naive or plainly blind. Why is dad jobless? Isn't he the elder one and the best at managing the company than uncle? What happened to Sam's job? Did marrying Tyson and getting pregnant make her incompetent? Why do we live in this run down hovel ra
"Preposterous! How dare you do that? Father had given clear instructions that that useless man's chair should be where it has always been. Samantha, you should even count yourself lucky that father allows him to dine with us," Richard, Brian's father said. He was fuming so much that in cold have thought that Sam had taken out the safety pin of a hand grenade in the mansion. "It's okay Richard," the old man said to his son and then turned to Samantha, "Samantha, what makes you think you have the authority to go against my wishes?" He asked with a look that dared her to defy him. "I'm not going against your wishes grandfather. I just don't want Tara to see her father being treated like a lowly person. She had had enough criticisms about his absence and the last thing I need is her questioning why everyone else ate at the table but her father ate alone," she said as she squeezed Tyson's hand so hard that if he was a girl, his fingers would have snapped. "Okay, then let him eat at the
It had been a whole week and Samantha had not gone to work and she had turned in her resignation letter. The Lewis Group had received an invitation for when to go for the orientation to the Sarit Business Park. As given, Brian and the rest of the family never told Samantha about it. They got ready for the meeting and Brian was smiling from ear to ear as he could see his rise in the business world. They were there nice and early and the secretary to Seth Miller was there ushering people into the meeting room where the introductions would be made and the business each was to run at the business center. With her was a big file that had the names of those invited. Brian and the old man walked to her with smiles ready to sign the attendance book and go in. The lady looked at the file she was holding and then looked back at them with a look of regret. “I am sorry sirs, but I can’t see your names here,” she said and that earned a grimace from Brian and a nervous look from the old man.Fo
It had been three days since the Lewis family was told that they couldn't sign any contract without Samantha since it was she who won the bid. Brian hadn't gotten the guts to face her though he had been asked by the old man to do it. He couldn't picture himself bowing to her when though it meant a better chance for him in the business arena of Los Angeles. It was during one of such meetings that the old man was talking to him asking him why he hasn't contacted her yet that a parcel came. It was the Lewis butler who brought it in. "Old master, this parcel is for you. The person who gave it to me gave me clear instructions that I was to give them to you and you alone," the butler said as he handed the old man the package. "There is no need to bother grandpa. I can help him check what is inside," Brian, who was with the old man at the time, said as he made to grab the package. "It's okay. Give it to him and he will see whatever it is," the old man said to the butler. To him, it was o
It had been two days since old man Lewis died and the house was full of visitors and mourners. They had come to condole with the family for the loss of the head of the family.Brian, his father Richard, his mother Shannon and his sister Sarah, were at the main gates welcoming visitors. They were so sad after the death of the old man that they were inconsolable. Anyone who came to the house could see that. John, Samantha's father, Susan, his wife, Samantha, Tara and Patricia, arrived in their Jaguar to join with the rest of the family because they too, had been bereaved.Brian was the first to burst out at their arrival, "what are you people doing here? You didn't appreciate grandpa when he was alive and now you are here? Go away!" He bellowed and that caught the attention of those who were gathered there.What's wrong cousin? Having a guilty conscience?" Party asked and that left Brian speechless."What are you talking about? what do you mean?" Shannon asked in the defence of her son
Out of the first vehicle, came Brian in all his glory. He was followed by a few policemen and since Tyson had done his homework on the city before he came back, he identified the one on Brian's side as the deputy supritendant of the LA police department. Tyson smiled slyly because like he had guessed, he knew that it was getting interesting. The door to the second vehicle opened and out came a man dressed in all black like a bodyguard and he rushed to the trunk where he produced a wheelchair. He came round to the door with it and he carried a man who was heavily bandaged and it was clear that he had a long way to go before he could be fully healed. Only the face wasn't bandaged though it had bruises and it was hard to recognise John Warren. If it wasn't Tyson's handiwork, he would also have had a hard time identifying the man. "Hello cousin? Oh, I see your trash of a husband is here. Listen, it is time you came to your senses. As the head of the Lewis family which you clearly belo
From beginning to end, Brian stood there not knowing what was happening. The events unfolding before him were like scenes in a thriller movie and he wondered how come Samantha was so lucky. He also wondered why Seth Miller should be so interested in her. First it was giving her the capital to run the showroom at Sarit Business Park and now this? Never for once did it occur to him that it wasn't for Samantha but for Tyson. He had forgotten the altercation he had with Tyson at Intercontinental Hotel that cost him his hard earned membership at the hotel. He stood there and watched as Tyson and Samantha were led into a military vehicle, the three beaten men were put in his vehicle by two soldiers and they drove away, the delivery lorry they were trying to steal was also driven away by soldiers and the vehicles left in a convoy. He was left there alone with a heavily bandaged John Warren. That was when he looked at John and realised that he should have played his cards better but here
Samantha walked into that room preceded by Seth Miller and her behind flagged by Clara Mason. The sight that met her eyes was Shannon complaining to her husband and John Warren sitting on a lone chair on the far end of the table with a man who seemed like his assistant.When the people in the room saw her, they fell silent. Brian, who was seated at the head of the table, spoke first, "you, what are you doing here. So mother was right?" No one spoke or looked at him as Samantha turned to Seth Miller. "Mr Miller, thank you so much. I will take it from here," she said with a smile and Seth Miller bowed a little. "It's okay Mrs Gray. If you need anything, I will be waiting outside," he said with a smile. "No need. I am sure Clara here can handle everything. So, go do your thing. I will call you when I am done here," she said and that earned a smile from Clara. "Definitely sir. You don't need to worry," she said to Seth Miller and led him to the door and closed it behind him. Clara