Twenty Six

Michael sat on his seat, supporting his head with his hand. He was ruined. His stock has fallen, his business has collapsed, he was sent out of office and he has been summoned to court. All in one day and in that space of two minutes!

Who was Jake Frederick? Should he just go and beg Jake, kneel at his feet and pleas for mercy so that all he had will be restored?

Hell no! How can he plead with that loser?

“Damn it!” he yelled and threw down some files on his table. His phone beeped again and a message popped up.

“You have ten minutes to give accounts and vacate the office for a new manager.”

Jake Frederick has successfully caused him to loose everything.

“You punk! I've always asked you to be careful! It's been days and you have done nothing to save the situation,” Mr Jacob Winters yelled at Vincent.

“Pray, give me a little more time, father. I will get things back to normal and also bag a major deal for our company, please, father,” Vincent begged.

Jacob had been very angry to