"Who are these men?" Mr. Martin asked, confused. Nathaniel gave the phone back to one of his bodyguards before turning to Martin."Who they are isn't important. The question should be who I am and what I can now do to you and this your small cafe," Nathaniel paused and dusted the collar of their shirt while trying to straighten it"There's no need to fire me, Mr. Martin. I came here to resign," Nathanial laughed. He gritted his teeth, trying to surpass his anger when he took his phone out of his pocket, "Have a nice day Mr. Martin, I no longer work for you" He said and turned to leave, getting tired of the drama when he had bigger fish to fry."Wait! You're not going to beg me? Without this job you'll be penny less and end up dying in hunger and starvation because no one around here will hire you," Mr. Martin said, showing how stunned he was by Nathaniel's outburst of resigning instead of begging"Why is that so? James also asked them not to hire me?" Nathaniel inquired"Yes, that's r
"Isn't that Nathaniel?" The whispers of the people around fell into Nathaniel's ear, but he ignored them. He elegantly stepped into the store, leaving the bodyguards outside"You ungrateful fool!" Mrs. Sterling immediately fired, but Nathaniel was unmoved by her words. Instead, he stood with his hands in his pocket as he gazed at her standing in frustration."Let me inform your creditors that you're here! Thank Goodness I'm not part of the many people that lent you money," she scoffed and turned to Maggie, who was standing by the wall, with a bucket of water and a mop stick in her hand."Hey! You, come here!" She hissed. Without hesitating, Maggie hurried to where she stood with her head bowed"Give the bucket to this peasant to mop the floors and call me the gentlemen and lady that came here looking for Nathaniel. You know them, right?" Mrs. Sterling asked. "Yes ma'am," Maggie seemed scared, but she didn't frown at any instruction she was given because of the fear of losing her job
Thelma smiled at her master’s intelligent plan. She grinned and gazed at him before responding, “Okay sir, I assure you that you’ll be pleased with the next news concerning the Addams groups” A crook smile formed on Nathaniel’s face. As he worked towards his desk to take a sit, the buzzing sound of his phone distracted him. With a frown on his face, he took his phone out of his pocket and placed it on his left ear, while supporting it with his hand.“Hello?” He answered abruptly, leaving the second party dumbfounded by his abrupt response“Nathaniel!” the lady said in anger.“Mrs. Sterling, to what do I owe this call by this hour?” He asked, leaving the lady stunned. She took the phone away from her ear to see if she had dialed the right number“Have you gone nuts? How dare you talk to your boss in such a manner? I’ll make sure I report this to the manager so that your salary will be cut by 50 percent,” she ranted, causing Nathaniel to narrow his eyes.“Will you answer me, or do you
"Do I really need bodyguards?" Nathaniel asked."Yes sir, you do. Great wealth comes with many enemies," Thelma responded, causing Nathaniel to nod his head. They got into the car while the other two bodyguards got into another car, a black Porsche. Soon, they arrived at the company, and Nathaniel stepped out from the car. As they walked towards the entrance of the building, Nathaniel noticed the eyes on them. Unlike yesterday, when he was wearing torn clothes, today he wore a fine black suit. "Damn it! I forgot some files in the car, sir," Thelma said. "Okay, you can go and get them. I'll be waiting for you inside the building," Nathaniel informed, causing Thelma to nod her head before walking back to the car. "You both should go with the lady," Nathaniel instructed. In hesitation, the bodyguards left his side and followed Thelma. Thelma opened her mouth to protest, but she ended up keeping her mouth shutNathaniel walked through the big entrance door. It was a really busy morni
Danielle eyes widened in shock, but as she opened her mouth to speak, Thelma stopped her. "I think it's enough for you Madam! Leave this restaurant or I'll have the security man throw you out!" Thelma said in a rage. "But... But..." Danielle stuttered. "Take her out!" Thelma turned to the security man and instructed. The man immediately pulled her hand abruptly and started dragging her towards the door"Hold on, I'm not done yet," Nathaniel uttered with a smirk on his face"You heard our master. Hold on," Thelma said, causing the man to let go of Danielle's hand. Danielle straightened her dress in anger. "What lie did you tell them, huh? Why are they calling you young master when you're just a...""Hey! That's enough, Danielle!" Nathaniel stopped her from completing her sentence."I didn't ask him to let go of you to insult me. Like I said, I have a question!" Danielle was feeling uncomfortable. She didn't want to let her guard down in front of Nathaniel so she cleared her throat an
"Huh? No! With your reputation, you should not defend someone like him. He's a poor church rat that doesn't deserve to be here," Danielle said. She turned to Nathaniel with a frown on her face."What are you still doing here, you hypocrite!" Danielle said and Thelma opened her mouth to speak but Nathaniel stopped her"You're a poor church rat that doesn't deserve to be here and I must make sure I treat you the way you should be treated," she said, filled with so much hate. By this time, everyone was already staring at them."Since you claim that you came here to eat, why don't you take out 50 dollar bill out of your pocket," She paused and chuckled softly before continuing, "I mean that's the lowest I can think of, a bottle of water here cost more than that" Danielle took a step backward and turned to Thelma. "Just watch and see who you're defending," Danielle said and grinned. Thelma scoffed at her words. She just watched as the entire scene unfolded in front of her. Nathaniel has a
Nathaniel narrowed his eyes before answering the call abruptly. "Hello.""You ungrateful hypocrite! You had the guts to beat up James’s men?" she yelled, causing a frown to appear on Nathaniel's face"They attacked me, you fool! Do you expect me to leave them? Huh? I defended myself," He said in rage. He didn't know how he lived with Lindsey for so long without seeing this part of her"You deserve to be beaten up! You're in big trouble now. Not only did you beat James up, but you also beat his men up. Those men will definitely want their revenge," she said in angerNathaniel sneered, "Get lost Lindsey" He hung up the call. He just couldn't stand her voice anymore. Each second on the phone with her reminds him of the moments when he was deeply in love with her and wanted to do anything to please herHe shoved his phone back into his pocket and flashed a smile at Thelma. "Let's go, I'm famished," He said. Martin didn't bother to ask him any other thing about the divorce.Martin cleared
A tall red-haired lady walked into the room. Her yellow dress complemented her pale skin, and she approached the sofa where Nathaniel sat with so much elegance. "Master Martins," Thelma said and bowed deeply to her boss, Nathaniel's grandfather. "Nathaniel meet Thelma. She has been the one in charge of my company," the old man said. Nathaniel's eyes widened in shock. He knew exactly who she was "Wait! Thelma Kesley? The manager of MSC?" Nathaniel was bewildered. "Yes, Thelma Kesley, fortunately, you already know my name," she said with a sweet smile on her face before she extended her hand for a handshake "Nice to meet you," she said and shook hands with Nathaniel while Nathaniel just smiled sheepishly. Martins cleared his throat and said, "Thelma, you're standing in front of my grandson, Nathaniel Mickelson, the heir to MSC and other landed properties that I have." The smile on Thelma's face expanded. She bowed deeply in front of Nathaniel and muttered, "Young master, I'm ho
Nathaniel opened his mouth to speak, but not a single word escaped his lips. Millions of thoughts and questions ran through his mind, questions he needed answers to. "Yes, my grandchild! Please sit down. I'm here for you now," the old man said with a commanding tone. Nathaniel sat on the sofa while his grandfather sat opposite him "I'm confused" Nathaniel finally said before looking away from him, "How can you have so much wealth and let your son suffer before he died, my father loved you, he randomly spoke about you," Nathaniel said, his voice shaky in pain. The memory of when his parents were suffering, trying to make ends meet, flooded his mind, and the only feeling he felt now was pain and anger The old man sighed and waved his hand, dismissing the men in the room. He stood to his feet and walked closer to where Nathaniel sat before pouring wine into the glass cup in front of him. He didn't utter a word, although Nathaniel was expecting him to explain The men exited the room,