The next shot Justin took, fired the ball far up in the sky. Lorenzo's laughter paused as he saw how far it went, and then crashed down."Well what can I say? Is that not just a fluke?" He asked, preparing to lunch himself into another series of mockery and jesting, but something incredible happened, the ball, as though it was being willed by some invisible hand, rolled itself into a hole.There was a round of applause from the corner. Mark had started clapping and cheering for his boss who had made a clean score into a hole from a distance, as marvelous as it seemed and sounded.Justin remained as cool and collected as usual. While Lorenzo who was awe struck at the time, turned to Mark who was still applauding. "Shut up, you assistant boy. This must be some sort of trickery at play. How can someone who was unable to hit a ball at first trials, is now able to score like that. It must be a trick. Or a fluke."Justin turned back to look at Lorenzo and said, "sir you really need to stop
Justin smiled dryly like a novice who just made an accidental, good shot. He raised the golf club and placed it gently on his shoulder. Lorenzo looked at him still shocked and unable to believe he had just pulled those shots. He wanted to say something to him but he did not know what to say. He nodded and went on with the game, promising himself that the shots were just accidental. But he was far from right. And for someone who did not know Justin as a person, he was in for a lot more than what he had just seen.Justin acted like he did not know what he was doing, but every shot he delivered after the first two perfect ones were shots that would be tagged professional, anywhere in the world. He smiled as he thought of how he learned to play. For a moment, he had thoughts about his father and how good of a relationship they would have had if he hadn't betrayed his mother like that. Even if he planned to forgive his father and eventually did, he would never be able to forget about it, b
They kept playing the game and more times than he aced it, he failed. His hiss with every miss was literally music to Justin's ears. Many a times, Justin almost laughed out loud, but he was able to stop himself from doing so. Gradually, the game was coming to an end and Justin was leading with a much higher score than that of Lorenzo.Finally, the game came to an end. Although, it was not the end Lorenzo was expecting, he walked towards Justin and the two men shook hands."Good game, Justin. Good game." Lorenzo said sharply and quickly walked out of the course, without letting Justin reply. Justin followed behind him with a mischievous smile and the golf club held around the back of his neck. Lorenzo took a bottle of spring water and gave it to Justin. And then, he took one for himself. "That was a good game." Justin said, now that he finally had a hold on the supposed professional. He spoked casually, like it meant nothing. To him, it did not. But he knew it meant a lot to Lorenzo.
Justin shook his hand with a fulfilled smile. He had finally achieved what he wanted and could now proceed to officiating the purchase."Thank you too. You are a good person." Justin stated as took the bottled water off the table and took a sip. "So how would you like to receive the payment? Electronic transfer or cash?" "An electronic transfer will be better. I will forward my account details to you so you can do what you have to do.""How about the documents? When do I receive them? You know, to finalize the purchase officially." Justin enquired and sat back."That will not be a problem. The moment I receive the money, then the documents will be handed to you however you want it. Delivered to your headquarters, or to your house. Even if you want to get it yourself...""I guess that is the option I prefer. I will get it directly from you, or anyone who is supposed to deliver it to me. After that, I will need to meet with the with all the managers of the different branches all over t
"Oh my! I'm going to be late." He murmured to himself as he drove out of the premises. The sky was a beautiful light, neon colour. And as it got darker, the street lights along the street began to light up. "Damn! I really should get there now. I know she's already waiting for me. This meeting took longer than I expected. She's going to be angry at me." He said hurriedly, wishing the car could go as fast as his mouth. He quickly maneuvered in to an empty street he believed was faster and sped down as fast as he could. Anything could happen, but missing his date with Jolce was something that could not happen.Alone at their reserved table, Jolce sat, looking around with urgency and maybe even desperation. They were a lot of thoughts going through her mind but what she could not understand was why Justin was late to a date her reserved with his own hand. Her eyes moved from the spotless table which had a little, red ribbon on it, indicating that it was a table that had been reserved ea
"Good evening sir." She said a bit shakily and lowered her head. Jolce saw the man who was now standing beside the waitress. He had a black suit on and looked very fancy. She looked away at once, and took her phone to see if there were any messages from Justin."Yes, good evening. What is happening here?" He enquired. "Why are troubling the pretty lady?" Jolce's eyes met him when she heard his question. He flashed a neat smile at her, but she nodded. She was too stressed to smile back."I am not troubling her, sir. I just had to relate our policy to her.""What policy is that? I just came in but I saw you here, talking to her at the very top of your voice. Is that how you all treat customers here?""I'm really sorry, sir. But it was not intentional. I just asked her to order something at least, then she yelled at me.""Oh please!" Jolce interrupted with agitation. She was angry at the waitress who did not listen to her request and leave her alone, and also, she was angry with Justin f
"Okay Felix." She said uneasily and took her phone from the table. She scrolled through it for some seconds and set it back on the table, again. There was nothing from him. "Well, since you are alone. I might just keep you company." He smiled warmly. "Can I sit?" He gestured at the seat right across her. The one meant for Justin. "I'm really sorry. But I am actually not alone. I have a date tonight and he is in his way. So the answer is no." "Okay." He nodded disappointedly and poured for a split second. "You have a date." He said out loud, as if trying to remind himself that the said woman was taken. "Well Jolce, there are things that are so carved in plain sight, but are ignored anyway. But I will tell you. Why?" He asked and smiled once more. He had this strong confidence and aura surrounding him that Jolce found repulsive. There was a thin line between confidence and cockiness, and he was on the other side of the line. "That is because you are too beautiful to be treated this
"Wait.... Who the hell is that?" The words escaped his lips before he could hold it back. He wasn't one to hold back his thoughts or feelings, so he could not hold back his words even if he had the choice to. He was in complete confusion as to if the rough looking man by the door was really here for Jolce. He turned and gave her a quick glance and decided that that was really impossible. He immediately concluded that he wasn't the date Jolce was waiting for and walked up to him."Excuse me, young man. Are you lost?" He asked calmly, looking from the crown of his head down to the sole of his feet. Justin had plain, black trousers on, with a white shirt which had smears of mud, that were absolutely noticeable. He, himself hadn't noticed the stains on time . And even if he did, he would not be able to do anything about it since he was already late."Umm... No. I just..." Before he could say anything else he saw Jolce, sitting gracefully at one of the tables. He smiled as he beheld her be