"I can explain!It's not what it seems like. I know I went to her place without telling you, but trust me, there's an explanation for that" Xavier saidBianca ended the recording which was playing, crossed her legs and focused her attention completely on Xavier, from her facial expression, it was clear she didn't believe him"Xav, I never said it was you and the recording has not even gone half way, what exactly isn't what it seems and why're you trying to explain when I haven't asked for an explanation?" Bianca asked"Baby, please. We both know that's my voice and that's Alma's voice. I can't believe she was recording us!" Xavier screamed"Why do you seem so bothered by the fact that she was recording the conversation? Did you say something you don't want me to know?" Bianca asked"Of course not, whatever I said at her place that day, I can always say it to your face. Bianca, please tell me, what exactly did she tell you and how much of our conversation from that day did she record?"
Bianca stumbled out of the dimly lit bar, her face contorted with anguish. Tear-stained trails streaked her cheeks, mingling with the remnants of once-flawless makeup. Her chest heaved with every breath as she fought to contain the sobs that threatened to escape her trembling lips. With disheveled hair cascading around her face, she appeared as a tragic figure caught in the midst of a personal stormHer eyes, usually vibrant and full of life, now held a profound sadness within them. They glistened with unshed tears, reflecting the pain that consumed her soul. The weight of heartbreak bore down on her shoulders, causing her once-confident posture to slump in defeat. Each step she took seemed to carry the burden of shattered dreams and lost loveHer attire, once meticulously chosen, now looked haphazard and disarrayed. The elegant dress that once accentuated her curves now clung to her form as if it mirrored her vulnerability. Her high heel clicked against the pavement, echoing the empt
"My 3 o'clock appointment? Bianca, what're you talking about?" Xavier asked"You heard me clearly. You can get the money to offset your debt from your 3 o'clock appointment. You were in such a hurry to meet up with this person, I'm sure the person can be of assistance to you" Bianca answered"Bianca, you've gotten it all wrong. The person I'm supposed to meet with isn't personal, it's work related" Xavier said"Just stop, please. You made it clear that work isn't your thing, so, why the lie?" Bianca askedXavier paused, he knew he wouldn't easily get out of this one, even if Bianca broke up with him, there was no way he would allow her take the money with herHe stood nervously, his body language reflecting a mix of anxiety and desperation. His eyes dart around, searching for the right words, while his hands fidget, betraying his inner turmoil"I'm seeing a relative of mine. She's someone related to my mum and she agreed to help my parents. I'm supposed to meet with her and finaliz
"My what?" Xavier asked"Behind you" Bianca repliedXavier turned and noticed the car that just drove in, at first, he thought that the car looked familiar and soon, he remembered why, however, he kept muttering a silent prayer to God, begging him that he should be wrong about the owner of the carSuddenly, the car door was open and a lady stepped out, Xavier kept looking at her feet, the sound of her heels was the only sound Xavier could hear at that momentXavier's heart raced as he scanned the parking lot, desperately trying to find an escape. He had been weaving a web of lies, carefully constructing a facade to protect his secrets, but now his worst fear was about to come trueHe finally gained the courage and he looked at the face of the lady walking towards them, it was a lady with piercing eyes and an unwavering gaze—a person they never expected to see, Elise ChapmanAs she walked towards them, Elise possessed an air of discernment, an aura that hinted at her ability to see thr
"To true friendship" Junior said"To true friendship" Elise echoed"Cheers" Bianca said and the three of them clinked their glassesBianca and Elise met up with Junior and the three of them agreed to have a drink to celebrate their victory against, not just Xavier, but the entire Harkin familyThe atmosphere was filled with a mix of emotions and dynamics. The energy in the air is charged, a potent combination of relief, vindication, and perhaps a tinge of lingering skepticism on the part of Bianca"You guys have no idea just how glad I am that the charade is over, finally, I rest without worrying about getting a call from that imbecile" Elise saidBianca concurred. There was a collective sense of relief among the three of them, as they have successfully revealed the truth and brought Xavier's deceptive actions to lightBetween Junior and Elise, their shared experience of uncovering the lies strengthened their bond, reaffirming their trust in each other and their ability to rely on one
"Us?" Elise asked"Yes. I think we should be open and plain here" Junior replied"Okay?..." Elise responded, sounding unsure"If we're being honest, you'll agree with me that something has changed in our relationship" Junior said"You're right about that" Elise concurred"Well, I think I should start from the beginning, where it all started for me" Junior said"And where is that?" Elise asked"It started when you decided you would hang out with Xavier. I knew it was strictly in order to find out what he was up to, but still, it didn't sit well with meAnd it wasn't just because I was concerned about your safety, it was something else, I tried to fight it off, I even told myself I was confused, but I don't think I am any longer" Junior saidJunior paused to gather his thoughts together. He was about to explain to Elise, a woman who has been his friend and representative for a long time, his feelings when she told him about her decision to go out with Xavier. A mix of vulnerability, ho
"Well, the last time we spoke, I mentioned that Micah and Xavier were in debt. Do you remember?" Nina asked"Yes, I remember. You said they gamble a lot and they owed the people they gamble with or something like that" Elise answered"Yes. Well, it turns out that the situation is more serious that I had thought" Nina said"Nina, can you please explain? Did something happen to Micah?" Elise asked"Not really. The thing is, last week, Micah stayed at work really late and I had to stay with him as well. When we were done, he immediately left and I stayed behind to lock upWhen I was done and I got close to the parking lot of the company, I heard voices, at first I was tempted to call out loud to see who it was, but I didn't" Nina explained"Why didn't you?" Elise asked"Because I heard what sounded like a person being shoved against a car or something and then I heard a grunt, I got scared and I hid behind a car" Nina answered"Hmmmm. Then what happened next?" Elise inquired"After a whi
"Calm down I haven't even said anything yet" Elise said"You don't have to. I already know you're thinking of asking him for help and more information about what's happening in MacMatthew Corp" Junior said"How can you be so sure?" Elise asked defensively"Am I wrong?" Junior replied"Well, no. But hear me out. Jerry is a nice man. People make mistakes and what happened that day was a mistake. You have to overlook it, please" Elise pleaded"Overlook? That man judged me even before he got a chance to know me. First impressions matter a lot and the impression that man gave me, I do not like it" Junior said"Okay, I agree, first impressions really do matter, however, what about giving someone a second chance. Second impression?" Elise asked"Elise, no. Look for someone else" Junior said"Jerry works in the finance department and I'm sure he wouldn't lie to me. Also, I'm certain he knows more about this issue than any other staff" Elise said"I just can't get over the fact that he judg
The warehouse which Micah and the thieves were supposed to meet Vincent Vincenzo stood in silent neglect.The creaking doors, reluctantly swaying in the breeze, echoed with a ghostly memory of bustling activity. "This place looks empty." Micah commented."Don't worry, they'll be here soon." Alan said."Waiting for me?" A voice from asked said.The four of them turned, it was Vincent Vincenzo.He emerged, clad in a tailored charcoal suit that seemed to absorb the ambient light. The sharp angles of his attire mirrored the calculating expression etched across his face. As he stepped forward, the faintest smirk played on his lips, casting an ominous shadow over the encounter.Vincent Vincenzo's demeanor shifted imperceptibly as his eyes fell upon Micah. The steely resolve in his expression gave way to a flicker of recognition, quickly replaced by a thinly veiled disdain. "What is he doing here?" Vincent asked angrily."What is who doing here?" Alan asked."Are you stupid? What is MacMa
"Vincent Vincenzo?" Junior yelled.They were sitting inside Junior's car in the parking lot at D'premium branch.Micah had arrived at work earlier than normal and he had called Elise and Junior to fill them in as usual."I can't believe it! Elise exclaimed."It all makes sense now." Junior mused. His eyes widened, pupils dilating as the pieces of the puzzle finally clicked into place. His brows furrowed, and a slow, subtle grin tugged at the corners of his lips. It was the expression of revelation, a mix of surprise and understanding, etched across his face like the first light of dawn breaking through the darkness."You know what? Things just got better." Junior said after a while."Everything ends today." Elise said."Everything ends today." Junior repeated in a lower tone."Here," Elise said, handing over the bag which contained the remaining two wristwatches to Micah. "Take it to them and let them lead you to Vincent, text us the address immediately you can, okay?""Okay." Micah r
Alan froze, his hand still clutching a stolen item. Sam stumbled backward, knocking over a stack of boxes. Winner, caught in the act of stuffing his bag, looked like a deer caught in headlights.Time hung suspended as Micah's gaze bore into each of them. Alan's palms grew clammy, Winner stammered incoherently, and Sam's face paled. The air was thick with tension as guilt painted their expressions, a tableau of wrongdoing.Micah's voice sliced through the silence, demanding an explanation. The three of them exchanged furtive glances, unable to conjure a convincing response. The room felt smaller, the weight of their misdeeds pressing down on them.In that stolen moment of confrontation, fear etched lines on Alan, Winner, and Sam's faces, weaving an unforeseen twist into the story of their ill-fated heist."Why are you doing this, guys?" Micah asked.Panicking, Alan stammered, "Micah, it's not what it looks like! I was just rearranging the inventory for better organization. You see, I n
"Micah, that suggestion of yours in the meeting was brilliant," Alan commended when they got to where Micah, Kelly and Sam were standing.Sam concurred by nodding appreciatively and Winner chimed in with praises for Micah.Alan then said, "Well, I must say, our suggestions were good too. Mr Black just needs to think outside of the box to see it," a hint of mischief in his eyes.Ben was able to stiffle his laugh when he heard that statement, Kelly on the other hand couldn't help the smirk that formed on her face. Curiosity flickered in Alan's gaze as he turned to Kelly. "Got something to add?" he inquired. Kelly, however, simply brushed off the question, choosing to ignore him.Sensing a hint of tension, Ben interjected with a diplomatic suggestion. "How about we all put our creative minds together over lunch? We can continue brainstorming in a more relaxed setting.""Great idea." Kelly said walking away with the others behind her.…When they entered the cafeteria, Kelly opted for a
It was almost lunch time, suddenly, the intercom crackled to life, its echo filling the bustling office."Attention, team members," a steady voice announced. "Please gather in the conference room for an important meeting. Your presence is requested promptly. Thank you." The hum of activity ceased as employees exchanged curious glances, abandoning their desks to follow the unspoken call.Micah, Kelly, and Ben huddled near the door, exchanging puzzled glances as the announcement echoed through the office, summoning all workers to the conference room. The hum of speculation buzzed in the air.Micah, with a raised eyebrow, asked, "Any idea what this meeting could be about?"Kelly, tapping her pen against her notebook, shrugged. "Could be anything. Maybe they're finally addressing the mystery of the disappearing office supplies."Micah kept mute, feigning innocence and for the second time in less than 30 minutes, he raised an eyebrow at Kelly's casual remark.Micah, maintaining his compose
It was way past closing hours and Micah was yet to see anything or be approached by anyone. He would have called it a day but he wasn't tired yet, also, he intended to fulfill his promise to Sam.To help him stay fully awake, he decided to get coffee. Thankfully, the building was empty, so he wasn't afraid of having a repeat of the incident which had happened the previous day.When he was getting closer to the storage room, Micah heard voices, he paused. The voices paused too.Micah simply shrugged and continued on his way, but then, he heard the voices again and decided to turn back.On tiptoes, Micah made his way to the door of the storage room. His hand trembled as it grasped the cold metal handle of the storage room door. The hinges creaked in protest as he slowly swung it open, revealing a scene that stole his breath. His eyes widened, pupils dilating in disbelief, as the stark fluorescent light spilled into the room, casting an eerie glow. A gasp escaped his lips, and for a mom
Micah strolled into the company. He was just about to enter his work area when he was stopped by Mr Black."Good morning Sir." Micah said. However, he got no response."I completed Janet's task yesterday. You can go and confirm if you'd like. Also, I know the incident yesterday must have painted me in a bad light, but I want to assure you, that is not who I am. It was an accident, I am not clumsy and what happened yesterday will never repeat itself again."Mr Black just kept on staring at him, so he asked "Can I go now?" He didn't feel comfortable under the manager's intense scrutinizing gaze."Micah, what are you really doing here?" Mr Black finally asked."I beg your pardon?" Micah replied."I said, what are you really doing here?" The manager asked again.Micah's palms grew clammy as his manager's piercing gaze bore into him. The air seemed to thicken as he fumbled for words, anxiety tightening his throat. Beads of sweat formed on his forehead, betraying the composed facade he had
"I have and in the most unfortunate circumstances." Micah replied.Letting out a chuckle, Kelly said, "I doubt there's anyone in this company who met Janet in fortunate circumstances. However, I'd like to hear your own unfortunate encounter, tell me all about it."Micah proceeded to tell her what had truly happened and when he was done, Kelly scoffed."There was really no point trying to explain your side of the story to Mr Black." She said."Why? What do you mean?" Micah asked curiously."For one thing, it's a known secret that Janet and Mr Black are in a relationship." Kelly answered.Micah's eyes shot up as realization dawned on him. "No wonder." He mused."Mr Black will always take Janet's side. So I'll advise you to try and avoid further encounters with her. Also, it's best if you head to her table first. In Fact, go right now and should also go along with two cups of coffee, you're going to need them." Kelly advised."And why's that?" Micah asked."Knowing Janet, I can confident
Micah was tired. He never knew packaging wristwatches could be that stressful.Micah's eyes, which had been vibrant and full of life just that morning, now held the heavy burden of exhaustion. Deep, dark circles etched beneath them, telling a tale of his need to sleep and his restlessness. Shoulders slouched, as if carrying the weight of the world, Micah moved with a sluggish rhythm, each step echoing the struggle against the invisible forces pulling him down.He was thirsty and decided to get water. And coffee as well, to help him stay awake for the remaining one hour before his closing time for the day.He had gotten his drinks and was on his way back when the least thing he was expecting happened.His mind was consumed by the need to finish his packaging before closing hours, he rounded a corner only to collide with a lady adorned with vibrant red hair who had been walking too fast. The collision unfolded in an unfortunate symphony of mishap. The contents in Micah's hands, water