As the financial team entered the opulent mansion, they were led to a beautiful mahogany table that was impeccably set for an elegant dinner. The table was adorned with fine china, crystal glassware, and gleaming silverware, creating an air of sophistication that left the team members in awe.Their excitement grew as they took their seats around the table, and the anticipation of Mr. Diego Torres' appearance heightened. As the room buzzed with excitement and anticipation, the financial department members couldn't help but discuss their thoughts about the evening and their host's motivations.Emily Parker leaned over to James Mitchell and whispered, "James, do you think there's a specific reason Mr. Torres invited us to this party? I still cannot just believe that he invited us here for just some party."James nodded thoughtfully, "You're right, Emily. I've been wondering about that too. Maybe there's something work-related he wants to discuss. It's intriguing."On the other side of
As the evening wind began to blow across the narrow, winding road, a convoy of five De Jarrod Cereals company trucks revved their engines, ready for their journey. These impressive vehicles, sleek in design and proudly displaying the company's logo, came to life with the promise of delivering their precious cargo.The clock read 8:00 in the evening, and the twilight added a touch of mystique to the setting. The first truck, featuring a striking image of a golden wheat field, carried sacks of premium wheat flour, a staple ingredient in countless households and bakeries. Its fine texture and consistent quality were trusted by bakers and cooks, and now it was on its way to continue its culinary journey.The second truck, adorned with images of ripe, plump oats, was loaded with a substantial stock of oatmeal, a comforting and heart-healthy breakfast classic. These oats were bound for grocery stores and kitchen pantries, ready to provide nourishing morning meals.A large banner on the t
Victor decided to have his lunch at 'El Sabor' the very restaurant he had bought not too long ago. This time however he did not come as Alexander Steel, but as Victor Mel Santos Clara.Upon purchasing the group of restaurants, he made some changes which included the sacking of badly behaved staffs, and the intense recruitment programmes.He made made sure badly behaved staffs were gotten rid of, so as to ensure that non of his potential customers would suffer from any form of ill treatment like he suffered when he first arrived here for a meal.He improved the salaries of all the staffs by fifteen percent and plans were underway for the expansion of the restaurant buildings across town so as to accommodate more customers.Victor was happily treating himself with Chateaubriand with Bearnaise Sauce and some Truffle Mashed potatoes when a couple walked in.It was Jose and his girlfriend Florence. Both parties were his coursemates and among the people that treated him with disdain in sch
Jose winced in pain as Victor continued to kick his stomach. "So you think you are better than me huh? I was having my peace, enjoying my meal with my own money when you came into the restaurant. You could have done the same but no, you thought it pleasurable to pick on me and embarass me infront of all this people.""I am sorry Victor." Jose struggled to say."Oh now you are sorry huh." Victor bent down and grabbed Jose at his collar."Victor please. Do not hurt him." Florence pleaded. "Victor if you would not free me for me, please free me for her sake." Jose referred to Florence.Victor took a quick glance at Florence and smiled. "Hmmm! I should free you for Florence's sake." He turned to one of his hefty men. "You here that? I should free him for Florence's sake." Victor stood up, putting up a sarcastic smile. "Porro! Azmoun! Beat him up because if I go soft on him he would not learn his lesson."Without hesitation, Porro and Azmoun moved towards Jose.Porro and Azmoun wasted n
"I said I got some very bad news." Said Michael."What is it? What happened?" Asked Victor."I just received news from Mrs Valentino Lopez, the chief operating officer of the company. She said that some of the companies delivery trucks were involved in a ghasty accident.""And what about that Michael?""The lives of the company drivers were lost, and coupled with that we lost goods worth a hundred million dollars."Victor's eyes widened in surprise. "Are you sure of what you are saying?""Yes cousin. I received some photos of the gruesome accident, and at the moment, I am on my way to the scene of the accident.""What might have caused the accident, have you heard of anything?" Victor asked."Not yet. The police are on the case.""I am on my way." Victor said before he hurried towards his men's car were he was then driven off. He was escorted by three men.Victor, his concern growing, urgently asked Michael for the address of the accident scene. He needed to get there quickly to conf
As Victor and Michael sat in the car, the tension in the air was palpable. Michael couldn't contain his frustration any longer.He was mad at Victor for not letting him to mention Mr Alejandro Martinez as his prime suspect. Didn't he want the police to have a hint of the internal feud there at the company. Michael thought it unwise to conceal his prime suspect."Victor, I need to know why you didn't want to tell the police about our suspicion of Mr. Alejandro. You know as well as I do that he's the prime suspect in all of this," Michael exclaimed.Victor sighed deeply, his face reflecting the weight of the situation. "I didn't want to involve the police yet because I want to handle this matter personally. If we go to the authorities right away, we might not get the evidence we need to prove Alejandro's involvement.""What are you saying?" Michael put on a disagreeable look. "I mean it is very clear that Mr Alejandro is the cause of all these. I have the audio record of the time he p
Victor's hands trembled as he fumbled for his phone, he looked very unsteady with his heart pounding in his chest. He dialed Michael's number with urgency, the anxiety evident in his voice as he recounted the distressing scene at home."Michael, it's Victor. Something's happened to my mom. I need you to come back right away," he pleaded, his words rushed and filled with desperation.Michael, sensing the gravity of the situation, responded quickly, "What happened, Victor? Is she okay?""No, she's unconscious on the floor. I don't know what's wrong. Please, I need your help. Come back, we have to get her to the hospital," Victor urged, his voice was cracking with worry."I'm turning around now, Victor. Hang in there," Michael reassured him, the tension was evident even through the phone.As Victor anxiously waited for Michael's arrival, he knelt beside his mother, attempting to resuscitate her. His hands shook as he tried to remember the CPR training he had received in his highschool
Victor's breath caught in his throat as Steffen entered the hospital waiting area with this elderly woman. The memories of that fateful night when Patricia had betrayed his tust by cheating on him and openly saying that their time together was all but a lie. As the memories flooded back, his face was contorted with hate and anger simmering beneath the surface.He watched Steffen, his tall frame and confident stride, as he escorted what presumably was his mother given the resemblance between them. The old woman seemed frail, and Victor's anger intensified at the thought that Steffen might have a hand in not just his personal troubles but also the financial disaster that befell the company.The suspicion fueled Victor's resentment. He recalled the heated arguments and confrontation in the boardroom, with Steffen taking sides with Mr Alejandro Martinez, who stood against the leadership of Victor's alter ego, Alexander Steel. The pieces of the puzzle seemed to connect in Victor's mind.