Claire nervously chewed on her lips as the call went through. "Please, pick up," Claire chanted.It was the third time she was dialing the number. Since she had left Rose, she had been restless. She needed to know where they stood."Oh God," she let out a frustrated breath as the ringing stopped without any response.She started to pace her room as she dialed the number again. She let out a small gasp and a breath of relief when he picked up on the first ring."Brad," she let out breathlessly and uselessly, unable to utter any other word."I missed your call. Why are you calling?" Brad said into the phone as he placed the call on speaker then lightly threw it on the passenger seat and focused more on his driving."I'm sorry," Claire stopped pacing and breathed. "I know you're upset, you have the right to. Tonight was fucked up but trust me what happened tonight was not my doing. It didn't go as planned, it was a disaster," she rambled out.Claire heard Brad sigh then there was the hon
Brad tried not to think about the way the night had turned out as he slowed down and drove into his garage. He just looked forward to seeing how mellow Gary would become after he lost his job.Brad's phone rang again and he grabbed it from where he had thrown it. He shook his head when he saw that Claire was still calling relentlessly. He placed his phone on silent and then headed inside. As soon as he stepped inside the house, the aroma of a freshly prepared meal wafted into his nose and he felt relaxed instantly. "Welcome back, sir," Maria stepped out of the kitchen the moment she heard the door. She was glad that he came in time for dinner that day. There would be no need to reheat the food."Thank you, Maria," Brad closed his eyes and sniffed the air. "What have you made for me tonight?"Maria smiled, "Grilled chicken breasts with roasted vegetables and a side quinoa.""Hm," Brad hummed, his mouth already watering just at the thought of the meal.Maria smiled and attempted to ta
Gary took in a deep breath as he parked his car in front of the cafe where the CEO had asked them to meet. Gary had not wanted to take the CEO seriously when he said he would meet with him because everyone knew he wasn't currently in New York. So he was shocked when he got a call from the same number that had called him the previous night. Immediately he picked up, he blurted the name of the cafe where they were going to meet, and hung up.The previous night, the CEO was in another country but he took an overnight flight to New York so that he could address the situation on the ground in person. Losing Mr Harrier is a huge risk to the growth of his institution.Gary brought out a mirror and arranged his hair then he smoothed his blazers before stepping out of his car. He checked the time as he made his way inside the cafe. It was 7:47 AM. He smiled when he saw the time, impressed at his punctuality.He had checked online and confirmed that the cafe had a VIP section. His intention was
Brad was ready for the day. After a thorough relaxing shower, a well-prepared meal, and a good night's sleep, Brad couldn't have been better prepared for the activities of the day ahead. Thoughts of Claire, the incident at her party, and her rude boss slash boyfriend were now forgotten. All that was on Brad's mind was Integrity Finance Company. His newly acquired company. He smirked at that thought as he got in the car."Good morning, boss," Nick nodded at Brad as he peered at him through the rearview mirror.Brad grinned, "It's a very good morning. How're you?""I'm okay," Nick answered as he veered the car out of Brad's garage. Earlier, Brad had informed Nick where they were going on Sunday morning and Nick knew when he saw the name of the company. Ke knew that Ned's lucky time had run out and Brad was ready to get into action.Brad took his phone and dialed Maxwell's number. He was sure Ned would definitely want to act funny. Especially since he hadn't reached out to him yet, he m
Instead of sending heavy hits on Brad, Ned found himself wrestling with the man who always relayed Brad's message.Nick was quick to hold back Ned when he drew back his arm, ready to fling it in Brad's face. At the same time, Ned's men, even though the men guarding Brad looked stronger, backed their boss and aimlessly lunged at Brad but the men that Brad had Maxwell send took over. They took Ned from Nick's strong grip, two of them held each of Ned's arms while the rest held down Ned's men.Nick took a step back, smoothed his slightly creased outfit, and replaced his position beside Brad.Some of Ned's men refused to be easily tamed and so they received a blow here and there from Brad's men. Ned got even more infuriated by the sight of his men getting beaten up. Furiously, he watched as each of them were dealt with blows and kicks, their faces contorted in pain as they got pinned down.His anger made him feel stronger as he tried to get out of the men's grasp and reach the bastard t
"Though, I would like to implore you all to be a little patient as I'd need to amend the contract rules for the benefit of you all. It will only take an hour, tops."The crowd agreed by cheering Brad even further.Brad turned back to the staff that huddled behind him and nodded. Ned's former assistant then walked Brad to Ned's former office, Nick in tow.Brad quickly got to work once he was in there. However, he made a mental note to revamp the whole company, especially the office that would become his, after all important details had been catered to.Ned's assistant fluidly showed him the soft copy of the file that contained the contract rules. Brad took his time to amend it, changed a lot of things, and made the rules more flexible so that it would be easy for loanees to repay the loans taken.Several minutes later, he cracked his knuckles and then wriggled them. He went through the changed rules one more time before he called on the assistant."Yes sir?""I just sent the new contr
"Hey man," Dylan shook hands with him. "What's up?"Gary just murmured a response, removed his jacket, and plopped on the padded seat across from his friend. Then he grabbed the bottle of beer that his friend had ordered, poured himself a cup, and chugged it down his throat.He sighed as he slammed the cup on the table. Then he reclined in the seat, tipped his head back, and closed his eyes. Now that was more like it, he thought. This was better than going nuts in his apartment.The young man, around Gary's age, watched his friend in amusement. First, it was the impromptu call that they should meet at the bar. When he lazily asked why, all Gary had muttered was that he just wanted to 'chill'.Now, 'chill' to Gary meant having himself surrounded by girls - it was his natural charm, hot girls just swarmed around him. 'Chill' also meant drinking, dancing, and boasting about his achievements but so far, all Gary had been doing was chugging down the cheap beer he usually turned down his no
The manager continued over the phone in a grave voice, "I'm sorry but I can't help you. You'd have to look for Mr Harrier yourself. If I get myself involved in this matter, it will also affect me and I do not want the wrath of Mr Harrier hovering over my head."Gary gulped, "Does that mean you've seen him?""Of course I have!" The man answered quickly as if Gary had just asked the most ridiculous question ever. He added, "In fact, I know him very well and I know that you have truly offended him and that is why he has chosen to deal with you by pulling out his assets from Trust Financial.""Oh God," Gary breathed and clutched his hair."Mt Harrier is one of the most humble and kind wealthy men I have ever met," the manager continued in a solemn voice, "I wondered what you did to him. Well, it's left to you to find him and plead with him. Trust me, you don't want to have his wrath over your head for long.""Can you describe him? Please.""I've told you. I cannot involve myself. You have