After the extensive meeting and agreement, Gary retired to his office. At first, he sat behind his new mahogany desk, and he tried to wonder how hard it was to be in a position of power.The responsibilities, the power and decisions, everything rested upon him. He needed to be careful, and responsible. Not even the evident fact that some of the board members never trusted his capability, and assuredly they would be on the lookout for ways to make him make mistakes or to contend with his shares if possible.However, he had just been elected as the new president of the company, and he was determined to make some changes. While he thought about this, the electric door slid open and a figure walked through."Mr Carter junior!" Mr Winfield stood at the door waiting for Gary to wave him in."Yes, Mr Winfield!" Gary was quite curious about what Winfield wanted to say. Winfield stood before the mahogany desk then he handed over a brown file to him. "Here Mr Carter junior."While Gary stared
It was Gary's first time sitting behind a mahogany desk, hence things were a bit different and of course technical but he knew he was going to fit in regardless of the initial tension. His eyes were glued to the files in front of him, of course, he had been going through them for hours, trying to make sense of the numbers and figures. He rubbed his eyes and leaned back in his chair, letting out a deep sigh. On a different note, his heart glowed, he was at least able to make a decision that tempered with someone who had dealt with his dignity before. But while he was in the middle of his thoughts, the sound of his phone chiming interrupted his thoughts, and he groaned inwardly.He picked up the phone, and Steve's voice came through. "Young master.""Steve! Any problem?" Gary arched his eyebrow in curiosity."Young master, I'll be at your office soon so we can head home.""What! Why? Any problem? I still have a lot of things to sort out. I shouldn't leave now.""Young master, I doubt
Gary was in a hurry to get to the pharmacy as his grandfather's health was promising and it was of most importance. According to the doctor, he needed to get it as soon as possible. Those words were in his brain and he couldn't care to loose his grandfather.He had checked every other pharmacy, but had found no place where he could purchase the required drugs. Pharmacy close to the hospital had none of the drugs, even the hospital pharmacy had none of the drugs.For a moment, he blamed his grandfather for agreeing to go to a regular hospital when he really was capable of doing to a bigger hospital where they could at least get the drugs delivered to the patients themselves.Nevertheless, he has to obey his grandfather's wishes. But here he was stuck without an idea of where to go next so he could get the drug.He sighted another pharmacy while he searched. Gary hurried off to the place, but there and then he met with another disappointment. "Sorry sir, these drugs aren't available."
Gary was still sitting at the lawn ruminating on what else to do, he had less time and all hopes seemed to be lost. As that pharmacy was his last option which he could afford to lose, but then he had lost it already.If the burly men who Mr Justin ordered to take Gary out were no present, Gary would have taken the risk of returning to the place, if it would cost him pleading with Mr Justin just to allow him take the drugs, he was utmostly ready for it. However, he burly men were there and that was his last option. He sat there impatient and frustrated. After what seemed like about half an hour, Gary finally decided to try his luck by walking towards the gate.He had only taken a few steps when his phone rang. It was an unknown line, but he decided to pick."Hello?" Gary said."Is this Gary?" a voice on the other end asked."Yes, who's calling?" Gary asked, feeling uneasy."I'm sorry to inform you that your grandfather has just passed away at the hospital," the voice said."What! How
Gary sat at his desk staring blankly at the stack of papers in front of him. He had been trying to focus on work, but his mind was preoccupied with the recent loss of his grandfather. He had always been close to his grandfather, and the news of his passing had hit him hard. He hadn't been able to concentrate on anything since the funeral, and it was beginning to affect his work. Right there in the office, he merely looked like a figurehead, with nothing at all in his thoughts for commencing on the day's work.As he sat there lost in thought, his Winfield had walked im to deliver the company's new budget which would require Gary sorting out new things that needed to either be included or removed according to the company's account, but then Gary had just signed all without separating or specifying.The next day, Gary received an urgent call from Winfield.Mr Gary, we have a problem. You signed the wrong document yesterday, and it's causing a lot of issues," he said in a panicked voice
The next day, the mistake Gary made had spread amongst the board members.Each and everyone one of them who heard about it got infuriated, they were pissed to know that he had just started his regime as the president and there he was making such a huge mistake.Immediately, an urgent board meeting was called for. In a few minutes, the boardroom was quiet as the members took their seats around the large, polished table. The only sounds were the shuffling of papers and the soft hum of the air conditioning. They all knew what the meeting was about, and no one was looking forward to it.However, they expected to see him on seat also, but he was nowhere to be found. Therefore at first, a voice suddenly raised. "Why is our president not on seat?" "I'll be representing him, he took a break but should return soon.""Took a break!" A young lady broke out in anger. "How would a president take a break without a note to the board members? It's just like the head off the body.""And that's why
Gary sat at his desk in his spacious room, surrounded by piles of papers and spreadsheets. He finally pulled himself out of his misery for a while, so he could attend to his mistake responsibly. He squinted at the screen of his laptop, scrolling through the budget document he had been working on for sometime. His forehead was creased with concentration, and he kept muttering to himself as he scanned through the lines of numbers and formulas."Just a few more adjustments, and it should be perfect," he murmured to himself, his fingers flying across the keyboard.Suddenly, he noticed something out of place. He leaned in closer to the screen, frowning as he studied the signature at the bottom of the document. He had signed off on the budget the other day, but now he saw that the signature didn't match his usual scrawl. It was a small detail, but it nagged at him."What's wrong with this signature?" he muttered, his eyes darting back and forth over the page.Just then, there was a knock a
Steve looked at him, his expression serious. "Time for what, sir?"Gary took a deep breath, steadying himself. "Time for me to move out. To start living my own life…. I mean, as long as I remain within the four walls of this mansion, I'll be stuck in my old man's memory, and as you all have seen it, I'm losing my mind, I'm losing myself to it already, and I need to get myself back." Gary said with a voice of assurance.Steve nodded, his eyes filled with understanding. "I understand, sir. It's time for you to spread your wings and fly… But then… Don't you feel it's quite early sir?" Steve was supportive but perplexed on the other hand. "Considering the way things are, you definitely need to be around the people you love… I hope my suggestions counts, young master." Steve added with a face filled with concern."I think it's too early for that young master, your healing could take place within the four walls of this same mansion. I think we only need to erase many things.. Probably his p
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The door to the lobby finally opened, and Mr. Bamford walked in with twelve police officers following closely behind him.Silence completely took over the lobby of the building and only the sound of their boots could be heard hitting the tiles as they walked over to where Gary was.The tears in Fallon’s eyes immediately stopped, and a sense of confusion flooded every part of her mind as her eyes followed the officers until they stood in front of her husband and the other five officers."Chief! What are you doing here?” One of the five officers asked with worry evident in his voice. The other four looked just as confused as him, and fear started creeping its way on their faces after the chief didn’t reply immediately.Meeting Gary’s eyes and his bloodstained nose, Mr. Bamford frowned, dragging his gaze down to Gary’s hands locked behind his back, and said, “Uncuff him now!”The firmness in his tone caused Fallon’s eyes to widen with a shocked expression, she opened her mouth, but no wo
The anger that ate at Gary slowly faded, and he looked back to see his wife staring calmly at him, and yet, he couldn‘t stop caring for what she was thinking at that moment about him.Sighing, Gary looked back at Kyle and scoffed, letting go of his collar, causing his back to hit the tile, and a cry escaped his throat.Kyle lay on the floor, holding his chest, crying and moaning, shaking his head as he tried desperately to hold in his sobbing, the room became so quiet that the sound of a pin drop could‘ve been heard.Everyone was shocked by what was happening in the lobby, and Ciara‘s hands were trembling as she tried to remember the police number, her mind a mess.“Ciara! Have you called the police yet?!” Kyle cried in rage as the pain from his face intensified because of the volume of his voice, and he moaned out, “Ciara!”“Yes sir, I‘m sorry sir, um, I need help here...” Ciara stammered with a shaky tone.“What help?”“Umm… What‘s the police number?”“What the hell, Ciara!!”His sw
As the security guards approached Gary and the others, Tom calmly took out a file from his briefcase and looked back at Kyle and the investors.“Well, I am a lawyer with a couple of degrees, including Doctor of Juridical Science degree, and this is a valid will that both Mr. Larsons and the law enforcement officials‘ signatures are on, which proves everything that Fallon has told you guys, that this company is now under her management,” Tom explained calmly, taking out the document and showing it to the investors.“I have worked with Morgan before, and that is definitely his signature on this paper. He‘s a man of honor, and so am I,” Mr. Walker immediately stated, glaring at Kyle.The security reached the scene but immediately stopped out of confusion, seeing that no one was attacking Kyle and just stood there looking at each other.“It could be a fraud! Who knows...” Kyle answered, shrugging nonchalantly.“But we do know. You just blurted out that you thought the will got destroyed a
Gazing intensely into the bathroom mirror, Gary reached for his toothbrush but then paused as a memory of Lawyers Morgans‘ words kept replaying in his head, the looks on his face when he said those words, and the way his body reacted a bit nervously to question about the will.Immediately, he grabbed his phone off the sink and scrolled for Tom‘s number until he got to it, dialing it.After ringing his number, the call got answered and Tom‘s voice popped up through the speaker, “Good morning, Boss...”“I need us to discuss something important later on today," Gary said as he watched the bathroom door reflection in the mirror slowly pushed open, and Fallon popped her head inside. Thankfully, he was tying a towel around his waist.“I'll be on my way then."“Good, we will wait on you guys before we leave, so be here by nine.”Wondering who her he was talking to so seriously at seven in the morning, Fallon reached her hands around his waist and kissed his bare back, resting her head flat a
A look of fear entered Morgan’ eyes, his expression twisting with anxiety, terror, and helplessness as he and Gary continued to stare at each other. “Which will?” Mr. Morgan finally questioned. “The will that Mr. Larson left Fallon,” Gary stated plainly, averting his gaze to stare straight into the old man’s eyes, daring him to try and lie.“Whi-cho-ne…?” Mr. Morgan murmured, barely audible for anyone to hear.Then he saw Gary’s brows furrowing, and he knew that he was getting impatient as his eyes narrowed, and he leaned forward slightly in his chair.“Don’t act like a dummy with me… speak louder.” Gary uttered in a stiff tone.Immediately, Morgan’ face turned pale, his body tensing, and then his eyes widened as he blurted out, “Oooh! Oh!! Do you mean the will Alora gave Fallon the night of Mr. Larson’s death anniversary party?!”“Is there another will for Fallon?” Gary asked as he raised his eyebrows.“No! No… no… I was just scared and my mind took its time to process everything.”
The words that Gary said to Jeremy never left Fallon’s thoughts, even though the morning was now evening, and Gary was sleeping.Adjusting her head on his warm chest, Fallon looked at him, just staring, allowing her thoughts to run wild in her head, as she listened to his heart beating, feeling his chest rise and falling, listening to his breathing.‘What package were you talking about?’ Fallon wondered as she bit her lower lip, thinking furiously.All of a sudden, she heard his phone go off, causing Garyto shift slightly on the bed, hugging onto her waist tightly, and burying his face deeper into her neck “Gary, your phone,” Fallon whispered, feeling reluctant to wake him and yet, also wanting an answer.“Hmm…” He mumbled sleepily, his voice barely audible.“Your phone…,” Fallon repeated, her tone a lot louder than a few minutes ago as she tried again to shake him awake.Finally, Gary opened his eyes, blinking slowly for several seconds. After a few more seconds he seemed to register
Anger immediately started to rise inside of her as Fallon glared at Alora with a look of pure hatred, and without even realising it, she blurted. “Grandpa left that company for me, and you can’t just take what he gave to me away!” A faint chuckle escaped Alora’s throat as she gazed down at her granddaughter, before she replied. “Oh yes, I can… you know, I thought you were getting married to this… this human being because you want to own something in this family and be a part of us…” A pause followed her words as she watched Fallon’s eyes for a sign of fear and submission and when she saw a slight flicker of emotion in her step granddaughter’s eyes, she smiled, knowing that she managed to hit Fallon’s weak spot. “I will not tolerate the disrespect I am seeing from you, Fallon, and since that’s how you want to behave, I am taking this opportunity to let you know you aren’t fit to take over any of the family business. I don’t need an arrogant, selfish, and prideful woman who does not
The dull morning light in her face with her body wrapped into Gary’s arms, Fallon just stared at him, his lashes, the details of his lips, unable to look away. Her hand rested on his cheek, and looked at his shut eyes, stroking his skin lightly as she felt her breathing become slow and steady. “I know it was just nonsense that she said, but I still can’t get her words out of my head…” Fallon whispered, leaning in closer until there were no more inches between them, their breaths mingling together. “What can’t you get out of your head?” Gary asked, his voice low and soothing as his eyelids slowly opened.Not expecting him to even be awake, Fallon froze, trying desperately to think of something, anything because she didn’t want to tell him about the conversation between Sandra and her.“Nothing,” Fallon quickly replied, pulling her face back, feeling a heat rise to her cheeks. “It’s nothing. You should go back to sleep. Yesterday was hectic, and my crying kept you up late.” “Fallon,