The air around Alex suddenly became tensed. What the hell just happened? The bright and shining countenance on his face faded away as his eyes saw the Old Man bowing to Ethan.
"This can't be happening." Alex thought in his mind as terror slowly creeped into his body as the reality of the events began to settle in his mind.
He had known the The Housekeeper was the president of Majestic Skies Building. He had also known that there was a Super Family backing The Housekeeper.
A deeper level of fear ran through his spine as he tried to put the pieces together. If The Housekeeper saluted Ethan with so much respect, was Ethan a member of the Super Family?
"No he couldn't be!" Alex screamed in his mind. That made no sense. Or did it? As Alex pounded on these thoughts, sweat beads began forming on his forehead, his palm getting sweaty, his breathing became laboured.
"Hope you didn't experience much discomfort?" The Old Man asked with so much care.
"Nothing to worry about." Ethan responded.
"I'm glad to hear that."
"Who's this man?" Ethan asked, pointing at Alex, with eyes red with fury and resentment.
Alex's eyes widened with fear as Ethan pointed at him. His fears had materialized right in front of him. He was fucked.
The Old Man looked at Alex with confusion. Trying so hard to recall his identity but to no avail.
"To be honest with you, I don't even know who he is." The Old Man answered after looking at Alex.
"Get me my secretary Rachel, she'll definitely know who he is." The Old Man faced one of the bodyguards.
The bodyguard simply bowed and went away.
The waiting period was the longest time in Alex's life. His entire livelihood hung in the balance. The horrors that awaited him had already began to haunt him.
In what felt like an eternity to Alex, The bodyguard arrived with Rachel.
"I'm here sir." Rachel announced her presence with a soft tone. She had on a light pink gown that stopped just a little above her knees. The gown was fitted on her and brought out her feminine shape.
She also had a batch on the right side of the chest that spelt "RACHEL".
"Who's this man right here?" The Old Man asked, pointing to Alex.
Taking a look at the man pointed to, "He's one of the mangers working here sir." Rachel answered.
Alex tried putting up a smile as Rachel mentioned his position.
"Very well then. No wonder I don't know him. We have quite a number of them working here." The Old Man said. "You may go." He added, dismissing Rachel.
"Yes sir" Rachel answered as she bowed and went back inside.
"What's the problem? Is he someone you know?" The Old Man faced Ethan.
"This man right here is a very immoral man. A disgrace to the good men out there." Ethan began, pointing his finger at Alex.
As Alex heard the words, the air around him became stiff. Covered with sweat, Alex loosened his tie a bit as he couldn't breathe in well. This was the nightmare of nightmares.
"Men like this shouldn't be allowed anywhere near an establishment of honour. He's a parasite and a bag egg, polluting everything he touches." Ethan poured out.
As each word left Ethan's mouth, Alex felt his soul deplete bit by bit. He was ruined for sure. His throat dried up and tightened. This was the end for him.
"How could they hire someone like this in the first place?" Ethan questioned.
"I'll definitely have a word with the Board." The Old Man promised. Turning to face Alex, his wrinkled face, squeezed with anger. "I don't want to ever you near this premises again. You're fired." The Old Man dropped the bomb.
Knowing the bomb was coming didn't make the actual thing hurt any less.
Upon hearing the words from The Housekeeper, Alex legs gave way, as he fell to his knees.
"Please sir, have mercy on me." Alex begged, tears running freely down his face.
"Don't do this to me please I beg you." Alex pleaded more.
"It's already Done. Get up and get out." The Old Man ordered.
"I'm so sorry please forgive me." Alex turned and faced Ethan, still on his knees. "Please forgive me." He begged, the tears ran freely with no end in sight.
It was a case of hitting rock bottom for Alex. Never had he imagined he would be in this position, let alone to someone like Ethan.
"Actions have consequences. Never forget that." Ethan said, looking at the sorry state Alex had fell into. He felt zero pity for him. This was the result of his actions after all.
"Come on." The Old Man took Ethan by the hand and led him inside. "Throw him outside and never let him step foot within this premises ever again." The old man turned and faced the guards
"Yes sir!" They both chorused as they dragged Alex out.
The tables had turned yet again. The one who ordered the removal of Ethan was the one that ended up being removed.
"Please I have nothing to fall back on." Alex kept pleading as Ethan and the Old Man left him there struggling with the guardss.
Walking back into the building, All eyes were fixated on them. It was a clear representation of Word and Opposite.The Old Man had on a very expensive and exquisite Armani suit. Only 3 of it were made in the whole world. Ethan on the other hand looked unkept and rough all over. They were a classic representation of two different worlds.The pair arrived at the top floor and stood in front of a giant door."We're here." The Old Man said as he pushed the door opened."What the.." Ethan couldn't bring himself to complete the sentence as the door swung open and the scent of aged leather and polished mahogany wafts through the air.Stepping into the CEO's office, Ethan's mouth fell wide open with awe.Inside the CEO's office is a masterpiece of modern decadence. Walls of floor-to-ceiling windows offer panoramic views of the city below, a constant reminder of the empire they command.The floors, adorned with plush Persian rugs, absorb the echoes of footsteps with luxurious silence.Ethan co
As Ethan pounded on his new predicament, a cream colored Lamborghini Veneno Roadster drove and stopped at the gate near him.Only Ethan seemed fazed by the beauty of the car. The guards didn't seem fazed. They were used to such sight every day. Perks of working in the Estate gave them opportunity to behold beautiful sights like this.The car was crafted by a team of master artisans and embodied elegance and extravagance in every curve and contour.Ethan wasn't surprised any more, this was the type of vicinity to see such cars after all.The gull-wing doors gracefully swung open, revealing an interior fit for royalty. A lady in her mid twenties stepped out of the car.She was clad in a simple Blue top and mini skirt, made by the famous Gucci brand. Bracelets of Gold adorned her wrists and neck.Her brown hair was styled in a ponytail that complemented her caramel skin tone. Her skin was smooth and neat like that of a new born.Her eyes were blue like the sky, bright and beautiful. She
Ethan was thrown into a state of fear. Why did he keep going from one trouble into another?."Rebekah calm down." Ethan began. He had to be extremely careful now. If she reacted this way to what he said, how will she react if he told her He was that hidden trillionare she mentioned. "She'll never believe. It would only make things worse." Ethan concluded in his mind."Go ahead and explain yourself Ethan." Rebekah said, her eyes fully settled on Ethan, ready to devour the words that would leave his mouth."Alright so, I met the trillionare by accident. Honestly I didn't even know it was him. He needed something done quickly and I happened to be at the right place and right time to help him, so I did. Instead of paying me, he gave me a chance to work in his Villa, that's how I got the key." Ethan carefully explained. He couldn't believe how effortless he came up with that lie on the spot.A stillness of silence followed for a few seconds, as Rebekah digested everything Ethan had just sa
So would you like to come?" Rebekah asked.The question threw Ethan off guard. He didn't think he would ever be invited to their reunion because he was the least well to do amongst them.It's been a decade since he last saw his classmates. Memories of their last day in highschool briefly flashed through his eyes.He could remember how he air was filled with so much joy and celebration as everyone was with their family taking pictures, sharing food laughing and having a good time, how he stood at a secluded corner and watched with a heavy heart. He remembered how had no one to share the celebration of the day with. He was all alone."Ethan?" Rebekah called, snapping Ethan back to the present."I'll let you know. I can't decide right now." Ethan answered."No problem. Here" she deeps her hand into the car and brings out a card. "The address of the party is there, should you later decide to show up." She added, handing over the card to Ethan."Alright then." Ethan collected the card and
"We're honoured to be privileged to serve you. Master Ethan." Said the young man as they all bowed to Ethan. "I'm Leo, the one in charge of the workers." The man in front began. He was the only one not dressed in the same grey uniform as the others. He was average looking and a couple of inches shorter than Ethan."This is Steve, the Gardener.." Leo continued the introduction, pointing to the young guy on the left side. Steve had quite the muscular build which was not surprising given his occupation."This is Leah, the Chef. She's one of the best in the country." pointing to an average height petite lady. She had on her head an hair cover that was common with cooks. She came fully prepared. "This is Hera, the maid. She'll oversee and take care of the house." Leo explained, as he pointed to the young lady with caramel skin. "I hope that would not be too demanding on only you?" Ethan asked, facing Hera."Not to worry Master Ethan." Hera replied with a bow, her voice soft and tender.
"You too sir." Suzan replied with a smile as she headed out. ***As the day opened up, the night surrenders to the first blush of dawn, a symphony of colors begins to paint the canvas of the sky. With each passing moment, the darkness recedes, giving way as the sun finally breaks free from the horizon, its warm embrace bathes the earth in a soft, ethereal light, awakening the world with promises of endless possibilities and new beginnings. A similitude of Ethan's new reality.The door creaks open as Suzan walked into the room. The thick Italian curtains refused to grant entrance to the rays of the sun that sought to penetrate into the room."Good morning sir." She greeted but got no reply.Walking up to the bed, she noticed he's still sleeping. Deeply for that matter."He must have been really tired." Suzan thought in her mind.Taking her eyes off him, she walked towards the curtains and pulled them open, finally releasing the rays of sun into the room.The rays illuminated the roo
Ethan waited for Paul to park the car, and when he was satisfied that the car was out of sight,he began to walk towards the extravagant building on foot.It was his choice to act this way and make everyone believe he was just a guy from the streets.After all, it would take some time getting used to this type of life. He could still remember theshock on Rebekah's face when she collected the key.Ethan scoffed. So what if he hadn't lied and told her the truth, would she have handled thetruth? Ethan shook his head. Rebekah would call him a liar unless there was evidence, andwhere would he have gotten the evidence from? The old man was probably asleep by that time.The guards would have taken it as a great opportunity to throw him out, as they have done tomany imposters. Rebekah said so herself that no one has ever been in the No. 1 Villa.No, Ethan concluded. If he had told her the truth without learning about some things, it may notend well. The guards could kill him, take th
He couldn't help but feel a bit out of place among the wealthy and well-connected guests.He tried to blend in, but he couldn't shake the feeling that all eyes were on him. Oh no! Thosefeelings were back. He began to make his way to his usual corner. The clinking of glasses andthe murmur of conversations seemed to echo in his ears, amplifying his sense of unease.Therewere overwhelming displays of wealth around him—the designer outfits, the sparkling jewelry,the air of entitlement that seemed to choke the air in the room.Ethan knew his presence here was wrong. All wrong.Just as he was about to retreat to a quiet corner, he heard a familiar voice.“Wait a minute, isn't that Ethan Anderson?”Ethan froze with his back turned to the source of the voice. He didn't dare turn.“Did you invite him?” Another person asked dryly.“Oh! It is really Ethan.” The familiar voice said in excitement. Footsteps rushed towards him.“Ethan! I'm so glad you could make it!"Summoning courage, Ethan p