"Goodness! Martins what happened to your face?" Madam Felicia shivered, caressing her son's bruised face as soon as he stepped into the living room."Answer me, did you hit your face somewhere or did someone hit you? Why do you look so horrible?" Madam Felicia agitated seriously, as she signaled the servants to bring the first aid box."It's - it's Jamal," Martins grunted and his mother's eyes widened in dismay and annoyance."Jamal? What did he do?" She swallowed hard, trying not to get ahead of herself."He overheard my discussion with you and started punching me." Martins faced his mother. "For some reason, I was so scared as he looked fearless and scary," Martins added, shaking his head."That stinky pumpkin slapped my son, no not that, punched my son!" She questioned in anger. "He has the guts! The momentum! I will deal with him, personally." She said confidently with a loud voice."Mum, we have to be careful as he warned us seriously that he will deal with anyone that obstructs h
Melanie arranged her files in a brown box including her working materials. After the intrusion of Cassie Moore, her father’s company was truly no longer beneficial which means she had no reason to stay. Inwardly she regretted not purchasing some sjares in his company which would have caused her a permanent time with him. To give him hell for leaving her.She held the box and strolled down the hallway, trying to keep a straight head and happy face even though the situation was saying something else.Soon, some staff who didn’t notice her started their gist as soon as they got into the elevator.“Really?” One of the staff gasped. They were three in number.“I saw it with my own eyes.” The first lady paused. “Mr. Jamal was proposing to Miss. Cassie, the new shareholder.” The first lady added vividly.“Wow! This is so surprising. Two brothers finding love all over the workplace but then I’m still single.” The third lady cringed and her colleagues laughed at her.“But, I thought Mr. Jamal l
“What? How did this happen!” Dennis screamed in the entire hospital reception.“Take him to the emergency room and call the doctors.” One of the doctors informed a nurse and he left with the others to the emergency room.A nurse stopped Dennis on the way.“You have to stop here, sir. The doctors will take it up from here.” “But- -”The nurse said as the emergency door closed automatically.Dennis roughly scratched his hair as he sat down on the waiting chair, it didn’t get to a second and he jumped up from it. He felt so restless and scared. He knew who did it. It was his stepfamily again. They intentionally lied to him about his birthday and allowed him to journey alone to a deserted place and then what happened? Everything was staged to hurt Jamal.“Why!? Why?!” That was all Dennis could scream in agony. To Dennis, he had led an innocent man into the lion's den and had failed to protect him.“Mr. Dennis!” Heavy footsteps could be heard approaching him and also making noise in the en
“Will you eat or not?” Cassie grumbled, trying to force the food into an old man’s mouth.“Stop. Stop.” The old man refused. “Stop, I’m not hungry.” The old man pushed the spoon away and rather than having mercy for him, Cassie gave him a hard slap on his face.“Do you take me for a fool?” Cassie yelled at him. “After despising me and pouring all the love to my siblings, I’m now the only one who can take care of you. Why not call them to come?” Cassie laughed at him in disgust. “They all ran away and left you, and you think I will really ‘care’ for you?” Cassie questioned scornfully.“I don’t want you, Cassie.” The old man said grumpily.“Then stop calling me or reporting me to the state authorities! I want you out of my life!” Cassie yelled at him. “Can’t you just live on your own and let me be?” She questioned him in annoyance.She sat down again, pulling him by the wheelchair close to her. “Now, I want you to finish this bowl so I can get out of here.” She urged him arrogantly, forc
“Do you still think a crippled man can rule this company?” Madam Felicia indignantly questioned the boards.“Does being crippled mean his brains are no longer functioning?” Mr. Leo questioned seriously.“I -” Madam Felicia stammered.“Mr. Jamal can still run the company because he has no restrictions since he isn’t paralyzed. He can attend board meetings by using private cars and private jets. What else? His office can be based downstairs or upstairs, it doesn’t matter since there are elevators. What else? Everything is fine.” Leo explained everything meticulously and they nodded approvingly.“Madam Felicia, do you have any reason why Mr. Jamal should step down from leadership? I mean, he might have inconveniences while working these few days but that doesn’t mean he won't function well. The technology lies in his brain and not in his leg.” Guraz, a shareholder informed her calmly and she sighed.“It would be better if his stepbrother supported him while he took some rest. He can rest
“You are leaving for the States?” The board of directors questioned him almost at the same time and he nodded.“Yes, I have to. It’s necessary.” He said.“Can we at least know the reason for your leave? Fifteen days without you in this company will be hell.” Leo courteously begged for a valid reason even when he knew it was not necessary because he had the right to leave.“It’s concerning my health.” He began. “All messages and business information should be transferred to Dennis as he will be acting as me till my return.” He paused. “Of course, Mr. Leo can also tend to the ones he can carry but for those fifteen days, I will be strictly unavailable.” He meticulously explained to them.“Sure then. We wish you the best and a safe trip.” They said in unison as he controlled himself out of the meeting room, meeting with Melanie who was waiting for him outside.“How was it?” She asked him, walking beside him in the hallway.“They agreed. But, I feel reluctant to leave, you know.” He frowne
“You still haven’t told me how you know Cassie as the one I planted.” Madam Theresa curled her lips.“Is that what you should worry about at this moment?” Madam Felicia shunned her. “Jamal left the country and no one is agitating about it! Is it possible for his position to stay empty for fifteen days?” Madam Felicia grunted, asking anxiously.“You have tried all methods but all are abortive, do you want me to also embarrass myself?” Madam Theresa raised a scornful brow.“Well, find something else to shake them. Have you run out of ideas?” Madam Felicia urged her grumpily.“And when did you start listening to my suggestions? I thought you were the lord of omnipotent ideas.” Madam Theresa said, staring at her.It was obvious that the two women were teasing and harassing themselves. Soon, someone dropped two cups of coffee on their table.“We didn’t order this.” They shrugged, informing the waitress almost at the same time.“I did.” A hoarse voice said behind them, taking his seat across
“H -how, - w- what -, I-s ?!” The staff and board of directors couldn’t find the right words thus they roared in applause on seeing him. He walked forward, holding the edge of his chair.“But, I thought you are coming back in ten days?” Martins questioned, looking disturbed.“Yeah, the instructor said I’m so determined and ambitious which fastened my training. I’m fine to come back home.” He explained rashly. “Is that reason enough?” He raised a sly brow and Martins skeptically nodded.He diverted his eyes to the others. “On my way here, I heard a rumor concerning Mr. Dennis and some embezzlement?” He said rhetorically, staring at them.Leo cleared his throat. “This is not a good welcome package but that’s what happened. Dennis conspired with an enemy to rip off our empire.” Leo explained rashly to him in a polite tone.“Oh really? After more than twenty years of being in this company, he could only embezzle now?” He raised a brow, others nodded seeing that he was making sense.“Well,