“Sir- -” Dennis was still shocked to see them as they exchanged relieved stares.“How come you are here?” He gave him a long look.“I was looking for petrol since the car broke down. It seems I can’t go back.” Dennis frowned.“I guess you have cash on you because we are stranded.” He commented sadly.“Stranded?” Dennis looked at him cryptically before his eyes wandered around the area. “Where is your car?” Dennis' statement followed.“The criminal took it. He went with the money and car.” He explained abruptly.“That’s bad.” Dennis groaned.“Are you people getting the room or you are here to chit-chat? I doubt if the room will be enough for the four of you.” The old man hissed, breaking their conversation rudely and they faced him.“How much for the room?” Dennis asked.“$10,000” The old man spilled.“$10,000!” They gasped, taking a second look at the old-broken hotel that if it wasn’t for the hour and isolated area, they would never stay in it.The man knew they were in a dire situati
“We have to leave, I mean, right now.” She stood up and immediately, he grabbed her hand.“To where? It’s already late, babe. Let’s leave here first thing tomorrow morning.” He tried to talk her out but she remained adamant.“It’s my father’s health we are talking about here, Jamal.” She looked at him seriously. “He must be worried especially since he hasn’t had any news from us.” She frowned.“I know how you feel but what can we possibly do? Everywhere is dark, and we don’t have a car or petrol. We have to be patient.” He urged her calmly.“Yeah, I tried earlier to connect but I was out of service. It seems there is a problem with this village.” Dennis added.She sighed heavily before sitting roughly on the wooden chair.“Sis, don’t be worried. I know how you and Uncle care about each other, he will be fine.” Clara tried to console her.“Please, let’s try to leave first thing tomorrow morning.” She stood up and left, entering the room.“Melanie.” He stood up and followed her, leaving
The following morning, Oliver got a car from his neighbor and dropped them where the van had stopped.“Thank you very much, Mr. Oliver.” He said as they stepped down.“It’s nothing. I’m glad something like this happened.” Oliver paused and they gave him a long weird look. “I know it’s bad news on your end but for me, I have made money that would keep me going until another time,” Oliver explained to them and they sighed, after understanding where he was coming from.“It’s all good.” They waved as Oliver entered the car and curbed the car into the street.They exhaled heavily.“People are really suffering in this part, don’t you think?” Clara murmured.“No doubt.” They said almost in unison.“Well, you should consider filling the car let’s get out of here!” The authoritative voice of one of the officers brought them back to reality.“I’m really sorry for the mess that happened. Yesterday was really a long day for everyone.” He apologized calmly.“Oh, it’s nothing. Mr. Jamal. It’s our ri
“What is going on here.” He stepped into the board room, looking serious and anxious. All ears turned in his direction, he couldn’t describe the look in their eyes.“Chairman Jamal, thank goodness you are here.” Samuel, the acting senior executive sighed. Dennis, who was the vice president had not been on the seat since the both of them had a mess. So, Mateo was acting as the head in their stead but it seemed something worse had happened.Locking gaze with his stepbrother, they exchanged cold stares.“What are you doing here?” He gritted his teeth as he approached him.“You are here, Mr. Jamal.” The attorney stood up. “We have been waiting for you.” The lawyer handed a file to Jamal.He gave them a long insecure look. “What’s this?” He wondered as he quickly glanced through it.“Transfer of Ownership to Mr. Martins Dashiell.” He lifted his eyes to them as a sneer rested on his lips. “What’s the meaning of this?” He questioned, urgently demanding for her explanation.“What does it look
“Take whatever you want, order anything you want. The bills are on us, the Jackie-Ville family.”Madam Felicia was beaming with pride as she stood amidst the glittering party, celebrating her son Martins' recent position as the chairman of the family company. The grand hall was filled with laughter, clinking glasses, and joyous conversations, as everyone shared in the moment of triumph for the entire family and friends. However, some guests who knew about the plot the family played to secure Martins' 'rightful' position, tried not to show their dissatisfaction.As the night progressed, an unexpected guest arrived, causing Madam Felicia's mood to change in an instant. It was London, the same person they had tried calling earlier, but he ignored their calls. When they desperately wanted his help, he was absent. Madam Felicia wondered who invited him and what he was doing there.London walked confidently into the party, seemingly unfazed by the chilly reception he received. Madam Felicia'
“What are you doing here?” Mr. Alcantara fired immediately Melanie and Jamal walked into his office.“Don’t you think we need to talk?” He curled his lips. “Not as in-laws but as businessmen?” He raised a brow and Mr. Alcantara tensed down.“I- I will go prepare some coffee.” She rattled out and left the office.“What do you want?” Mr. Alcantara walked away from his desk and sat on the couch, and he followed suit.“I see you tend to run away from business deals or change clients when he or she encounters an issue.” He commented.“What do you mean?” Mr. Alcantara questioned.“Do you remember the last time I had an issue? You almost married my wife off. At one time, you almost ended our relationship.” He began. “I saw you as an elite and one person that I could look up to, but no, you are beginning to show me a different kind of person entirely. Right now, you are no different from those wolves of an investor.” He added, sounding displeased.“I’m a businessman, Jamal. And one thing I hat
“Sir, the rumor keeps on increasing. I have paid about five news firm yet other new article keeps coming up.” Dennis informed him.“I thought you had hired our news analyst to burn any new content.” He questioned coldly.“I did but it’s unfortunate how he couldn’t do that alone. Almost three hundred articles come up every thirty seconds.” Dennis frowned.“Then, I think it’s time to address the public.” He said, standing from his seat.“Sir, is that the right decision? I mean, we could just ignore them.” Dennis tried to dissuade him. He was afraid of any ill comment that might come in and also sensitive that this might be their plan. Setting him up for a public conference and making him look stupid.“Call three trusted news reporters, they should meet me at the company conference room. I will answer their questions and give the citizens an explanation.” He said seriously. Without trying to banter with him, Dennis bowed and left the office in a flit step.Madam Theresa quickly grabbed th
"Failures!" Madam Felicia gnashed her teeth in anger.Madam Felicia stood in her opulent office in the mansion, frustration engraved on her face. She wasn't satisfied with the news outcome after Martins had bragged to her face. The plan had backfired, causing embarrassment instead of the intended humiliation. She scolded Martins sternly, her voice filled with annoyance."Martins, how could you be so foolish?" She scoffed, her tone sharp. "I warned you not to meddle in my business. There are other ways to get him to pay us back and not waste money!" She yelled at his face which had no remorse.Martins shifted uncomfortably under his mother's gaze."I'm sorry, Mother," he muttered, reluctantly."I didn't think it would turn out like this. I was just trying to prove myself." Martins grunted and she sighed."Proving yourself doesn't mean embarrassing yourself, Martins," Madam Felicia said angrily. No matter how she tried to control her emotions, she wasn't happy with him."You have the po