Micah stared at her He was experiencing a whirlwind of emotions. He was feeling a combination of guilt, shame, anxiety, and uncertainty about his future. The weight of his actions and the consequences he was facing weighed heavily on him As time passed in the cell that he was in, he had begun to reflect on the gravity of his actions and the impact it would have on his family name if it became public knowledge However, he did not feel regret over his actions, he felt regret over being caught. The uncertainty of what lies ahead, including potential legal ramifications and expenses was causing him great distress When Elise unexpectedly showed up and requested to speak with him, his emotions intensified as he was notified. He felt a mix of nervousness and apprehension, unsure of what she wanted to discuss with him. The encounter could trigger a range of thoughts and possibilities in his mind, adding to his already heightened state of anxiety As that statement left Elise's lips, Mic
It was the D-Day Elise stood close to the entrance of the garden, adorned in a silk dress, minimal makeup and accessories which were just rightShe had helped to welcome the guests, she had smiled toward all, including the Banks who had been invited, when she looked at Jasmine, she muttered to herself how she couldn't wait to see her reaction when the grand reveal is madeThe MacMatthew's had come as well, but Michael MacMatthew gave a nod when she smiled and welcomed them, his wife smiled back and Micah simply ignored herSoon, the Harkin family arrived. It was an awkward encounter. Henry, Jennifer and Xavier stress at Elise, if looks could kill, she'd already be dead"Welcome, I'm so glad you could make it.'' Elise said to them, turning to Xavier, she said "I told you we would be seeing each other soon, didn't I?. However, the three of them have her one last look of disdain and walked into the garden The sun-drenched garden of Mansion Miller served as the exquisite backdrop fo
"Good evening everyone" Junior said. He took a moment to scan through the crowd and he was pleased to see the three major families seated where he wanted, in front of him, seeing him clearly."No camera will ever be able to truly capture this moment" Elise muttered, she was watching the three families and their expressions was something she would pay to watch repeatedly if only they could be properly captured. The first family to catch her eyes were the Harkins.Jennifer Harkin's face initially displayed surprise, as her eyes widened and her eyebrows raised involuntarily. Her mouth parted slightly, indicating astonishment and disbelief at the unexpected turn of events. As the realization sank in that the person in front of them was the same young man she and her son had humiliated at the gym years back, her expression morphed into a combination of embarrassment and regret. Her eyes darted away momentarily, avoiding direct contact with his gaze, as a wave of guilt washes over her
Junior's head swiveled gradually upon hearing his name, locking eyes with the person before him, emanating an air of unwavering confidence"Xavier" he said in a relaxed tone"It was you?!" Xavier asked accusingly"What was me?" Junior replied, his demeanor unwavering"You really have the guts to ask me that? Whatever did my family do to you?" Xavier yelled"Are you really asking me that?" Junior responded, he had hoped that question was a rhetorical one"Xavier, all I ever did was help you and Micah out of a difficult situation you guys were in years backBut you decided it would be fun to humiliate me in a way I didn't deserve, to be fair, you got way less than you actually deserved""What about my family? Did they humiliate you as well? Or are you just a sick individual who derives not from watching the downfall of others?" Xavier spat"Your mum humiliated me that day at the gym, but I wouldn't say that was the reason I decided to put her in her placeYou and your parents are cruel
"Junior" a soft voice called out from behind himJunior had not gotten up to five feet away from where he was when he heard his nameThe voice which called out his name served as a reminder of the past—a bittersweet symphony of emotions stirs within him."Jasmine" he muttered without turningA wave of mixed emotions crashed over him, taking him by surprise. A rush of memories flooded his mind, reminding him of the tumultuous times they shared together and the pain she caused him.Initially, his heart skipped a beat, caught off guard by the familiarity of that voice he once knew so well. His body instinctively tensed up. A knot formed in the pit of his stomach, as if the weight of their history resurfaced in an instant.Despite the tumultuous mix of emotions, curiosity and a sense of self-preservation urged him to turn around, to face the woman whose voice still carried a strong recognition within him."Hello Jasmine" Slowly, Junior pivots on his heels, his eyes meeting hers for the fi
"It's time" After walking away from Jasmine, Junior had gone to wash his face. He had just returned to the garden when Elise walked up to him and notified him that it was time. He had a press conference to attend "Oh boy" he muttered and followed Elise to where the media was. They tried crowding in on him and bombarding him with all their questions at once, but Elise wasn't having itIn a calm, composed and controlled voice, she said "Thank you all for your interest. I understand there are many questions, and Mr Miller will do his best to address them one at a time. Let's start with one question at a time, please"However, that plea fell on deaf ears, everyone had something to ask the CEO of D'Miller brand"I appreciate your enthusiasm, but it would be helpful if we could take this one question at a time. That way, Mr Miller can provide you with accurate and thoughtful responses" Elise repeated and fortunately, the crowd seemed to understand her "To ensure that everyone's questio
"He's about to leave the premises isn't he?" Elise asked. Her expression shifted from one of elation to a fleeting moment of disappointment. "He is" Junior answered"What do you intend to do? You've already had a really interesting evening.First, it was Xavier and his family. Next, it was Jasmine. The press conference and now, Micah. Maybe you can talk to him tomorrow?" Elise suggested. Her brows furrowed slightly, and her eyes widened with a tinge of longing. She wished for nothing more than to prolong this fleeting, stolen moment of intimacy and let it linger a little while longer."I think it's better I do it now. I'll let him know that I'm aware of where he is at every point in time.Also, I should inform him of his new occupation as well. And most importantly, he needs to formally meet his new boss." Junior replied"Looks like you still have a lot on your hand, so, I'll leave you to it" she said. With a soft sigh that carried a mixture of longing and understanding, Elise reache
As the golden rays of sunlight streamed through the curtains, casting a warm glow in the room, Junior slowly opened his eyes and stretched his arms with a joyous smile on his face. This was no ordinary morning for him, as he awakened with an overwhelming sense of happiness and contentment. The events of the previous night had unfolded as he had planned, leaving him with a sense of fulfillment and satisfaction.With a skip in his step, Junior swung his legs out of bed and planted them firmly on the floor. He relished the sensation of the soft carpet beneath his toes, almost as if it mirrored the comfort he felt in his heart. A symphony of chirping birds outside his window seemed to harmonize perfectly with his inner state of bliss.Dressed in a crisp white shirt and tailored trousers, he made his way to the mirror. His reflection revealed a face radiating with genuine happiness. His eyes sparkled with a mix of excitement and contentment, reflecting the success of his well-executed pla
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