Seated in his office, Vincent Victor found his mind wandering because of the current situation in his home.Kate who he had not seen for a long time, suddenly shows up with a baby in her arms.It doesn't make any sense to home but still, there's nothing his mind could associate her return to.The ringing of Vincent's phone shook him back into the real world.Vincent picked up his phone and placed it on his ear, "hello?" he said, unaware of who it was calling him."Hello?" Vincent repeated after a few seconds passed.Soon enough, the phone call pissed Vincent off. Under the assumption that it was a prank call, Vincent ended the call and ignored his phone for the rest of the day.Finally, he decided to go back to the laboratory that was handling the DNA test for him and the baby he was told, belonged to him."Come in." the doctor lifted his eyes to watch the door open and seeing Vincent almost cut off his breath. He knew what he had to do and knowing it was wrong put him in a state of f
The nanny sobbed as she explained that she was cleaning the windows and accidentally dropped a glass."Windows? Which windows? There's a wall right behind you along with shattered glass and you're telling me you were cleaning windows?!" Vincent tried his best to be calm despite having the worst day of his life."I'm sorry sir. It won't happen again." the nanny maintained her gaze on the floor as she spoke nervously.Kate, feeling the need to step in, acted guilty and embarrassed, took a deep breath and apologized to the nanny. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to yell at you. I was just stressed out about everything and not much has been going well in my life for a very long time," Kate faked sincerity."I'm sorry Vincent. I... I shattered the glass not her. I didn't mean to scare her and cause this much trouble. Please forgive me." Kate lowered her voice, pretending to be ashamed of her actions.Vincent calmed down and understood Kate's situation. "It's okay, Kate. We all have our stressful
Fast heart rate, rapid breathing, sweating, and a feeling of tiredness. Vincent felt it all at once. What was he going to do? This contract was practically him selling his company or even just him working under whoever this Mr X person was.He moved his hands fast, searching for documents that might save him but it was all in vain. There was nothing he could find that would take him out of that situation and there wasn't a single error in the contract either."I'm fucking doomed!" Vincent shouted, throwing off everything on his desk with one swipe of his hand over it."Damn it!" Vincent looked at his wristwatch. The time of the meeting had finally arrived and Vincent was on top of the world with his anger. He was ready to confront Mr X and set everything straight even if he doubted it would work. Now thinking about it, it's no surprise as to why this Me X was pushing for the contract to be signed quickly. He must have been keeping an eye on things and waiting for the right moment to
Vincent's heart raced and his palms became sweaty. What the hell was going on? How did all this... What... "How?" Vincent questioned, unsure if he heard his secretary right."How did this happen?!" Vincent yelled at his secretary who flinched but found it difficult to move even an inch away from him."S... Sir, he is the owner of the X organisations. He is Mr X." the secretary said to Vincent. She was sure why he was reacting that way."Mr Vincent, you are causing a scene here. Do you have any idea about the status this man carries?" one of the men at the table side said."No. And so help me God, I will withhold from throwing blows just as long as that thing takes his so-called status and gets out of my company!" Vincent shouted with his finger pointed towards Mr X."Outrage! You are in no position to speak to him in that manner!" another man at the table spoke up, slamming his palm on the table to show his annoyance."And who gave you the right to speak back at me?! Do you speak of hi
"Sir, there's a call for you," Mr X's bodyguard informed him, interrupting his concentration."From who?" Mr X inquired, not looking up from his desk."I'm afraid I don't know, sir. The number isn't saved in your directory."Mr X's curiosity was piqued. He reached for the phone and waited for the other person to speak first."Mr X. I am unsure of my role here at the mansion of this Vincent guy. I heard the news of what you did and It seems that you have everything under control," Kate's voice echoed through the receiver, making Mr X sit up straight in his chair."Didn't I warn you about calling me while you're in Vincent's mansion? Do you have any idea what I will do to you if he discovers you're my spy?" Mr X's voice was menacing.Kate apologized profusely for her impertinence but pressed on, keen to know if her services were still needed and if she should continue pretending to be the real Kate with Vincent."Yes, there is still much to be done. Vincent is a crafty man, and I don't w
Kate drove along the winding road, keeping to the speed limit as she navigated the curves. The car wasn’t hers, but Vincent's which she took without permission.She figured he wouldn't need it anyway since he didn't make enough money to maintain a single car anymore.Kate glanced ahead and saw that a police car had parked diagonally, blocking the road. A small crowd had gathered, murmuring their curiosity about what was happening.As she approached the blockade, Kate heard an officer call out, “Stand back, please! This is an active investigation!” She slowed to a stop, and as the cop turned towards her, she asked politely, “Excuse me, officer, what’s going on here? I need to get through.”“You’re under arrest, Miss Kate,” the officer replied, his demeanour cold and unfeeling.“What?! Why?!” Kate couldn’t believe it. She had done nothing wrong. She hadn’t had any brushes with the law before. The officer read her the Miranda Rights, and preceded to handcuff her, before pushing her not to
Ferdinand knocked on the door to Vincent's office and was told to come in. He entered and placed the files in his hands on Vincent's table."I've done my part in these files. You're in the final stage of getting everything done, sir." Ferdinand said."There you go again. Call IMG sir all over. Aren't we friends anymore?"Vincent said to Ferdinand.Ferdinand smiled, "sorry about that. It's just that when I work, I like to completely be business minded in all aspects." he replied."That reminds me. There is something I've been meaning to ask you." Vincent said as he checked the files on his desk one by one, "How come we see less and less of each other these days? I mean, you are the one who offered the friendship but lately, developing it doesn't seem to be your interest anymore." Vincent inquired."I'm so sorry about that. So so sorry. I've been very busy sir ...I mean to say, Vincent." Ferdinand replied."You should try and get used to calling me by my name only," Vincent advised."Ther
Vincent took a deep breath in and almost choked. It's been a very long time since he last made use of the bus, especially when it had to be this cramped one.He was glad that he only had his single luggage, himself, and his son to transport at the moment but still, he could hardly breathe where he was seated and prayed to reach his destination as quickly as possible."Hey! Watch it!" the man seated next to Vincent yelled."Huh?" Vincent made a confused face."You're stepping on my foot not a rock!" the man shouted angrily.Vincent looked own and quickly removed his foot from the stranger's foot, "I'm sorry. I didn't know." Vincent said, apologetically.The stranger ignored Vincent and the driver started the bus the moment one last passenger made her way in. The lady was curvy and eye-catching when it came to her feminine features."What?" the lady spoke rudely when she caught Vincent staring."Nothing. Sorry." Vincent replied and turned to look out the window.The lady took a seat righ