A vibrant atmosphere filled the campus of Belling University as news spread like wildfire that a renowned and beloved figure was scheduled to host a conference in their school. Excitement buzzed through the air as students, faculty, and staff eagerly awaited the arrival of this iconic personality.The university had invited none other than Mansion Miller Junior, the prominent CEO and whose face, which was once a mystery, was now known to millions around the world. As the day of the visit dawned, the campus was abuzz with preparations. The university's event management team had meticulously organized a grand welcome for Junior and Elise. Banners adorned the entrance, displaying his achievements and a warm welcome message.The university hall chose to host the conference in a magnificent and spacious venue that exuded an air of intellectual grandeur. Located at the heart of the university campus, it served as a hub for academic and cultural events. As participants entered the hall, the
"That was an incredible speech, Junior. You really connected with the students and inspired them to pursue their dreams. I'm so proud of you" Elise said to Junior once they got close to where the car was"Thank you, babe. It means a lot coming from you. The students were incredibly receptive, and I'm glad we could make a positive impact" he replied"We certainly did. The way you shared your personal journey and emphasized the importance of education was truly remarkable" Elise said"Absolutely, Elise. Education has been a transformative force in my life, and I believe every child deserves access to quality education." Junior responded"I couldn't agree more. We have the means to make a difference, and it's our responsibility to do so." Elise said"I'm glad we share the same vision, Elise. It's not just about providing financial support; it's about empowering these students to pursue their dreams, to break the barriers that hold them back. We have an opportunity to change lives here" J
"Hey, are you ready to go have dinner with my parents?" Junior asked Elise. They were standing outside her house, he had come to pick her up"Yeah, I guess so. But I can't help feeling a little skeptical about it. I mean, I'm not officially your girlfriend, and meeting your parents in this setting feels like a big step." She replied"I understand how you feel, and I want you to know that I invited you because I really care about you." Junior said"I appreciate that, but it still feels a bit overwhelming. What if they expect more from me? I don't want to disappoint them or create any awkward situations." Elise said"Trust me, my parents are really understanding and open-minded. They just want to see me happy. I don't think they have any expectations. You're an amazing person, and I know they see it too." Junior replied"I hope so. I don't want to create any tension between us or cause any misunderstandings. I want our relationship to progress naturally, and I don't want any pressure fr
It was the start of another Monday Micah had just finished doing what he does every other day of the week: washing Junior's car.At around the same time as always, Junior strolled into the garage."Good morning Micah" he said"Good morning, Sir" Micah replied, saying the word as if it was bitter in his mouthHe was about walking away when Junior called him back"Can I help you with something else?" He asked"Actually, yes""What's that?" He asked. Apart from washing his car, Junior had not asked him to do anything elseJunior didn't answer right away, he simply threw the car keys at himLooking up, Micah asked "What's this?""I'm pretty sure you know what that is" Junior replied and walked into the car"I do know what it is, but why're you giving it to me?" Micah asked"Because, you'll be driving me today. I gave Donald the day off" Junior answeredThe first thing Micah did when he heard that statement was to look at his attire. He had on a pair of casual pants and a t-shirt.His c
"Hello Jasmine"As Jasmine stood face to face with Micah, her eyes widened with surprise, and her gaze traveled across his appearance. Once a man of wealth and opulence, he now stood before her with signs of adversity etched on his countenance. A mix of emotions coursed through her, creating a whirlwind of thoughts and reactions.Initially, disbelief washed over her features, momentarily freezing her in place. The stark contrast between the memories of his affluence and the reality of his current state was jarring. She blinked, hoping that the scene before her was a mere illusion, an ephemeral trick played by her own mind.As the initial shock subsided, a wave of compassion and concern engulfed her heart. She gazed into his eyes, searching for the essence of the man she once knew. She recognized the weariness and struggle etched on his face, the marks of a life that had taken an unexpected turn. Her heart ached at the realization of the challenges he must have faced and the hardships
"Oh my goodness, I can't believe I finally have the opportunity to meet you like this, Junior, I'm sorry, Mr. Miller! Thank you so much for taking the time to see me." Jasmine said, bursting with excitement once they were seated in a quiet corner of the coffee shop"Well, I must admit, I wasn't quite sure about this meeting at first, but your persistence and enthusiasm won me over. So, what's all the excitement about? Tell me, how have you been and what have you been up to?" Junior asked, smiling politely"Junior, you won't believe it!" Jasmine said, beaming"I've been working tirelessly on a project that I truly believe will revolutionize the way people communicate. It's a new mobile application that connects individuals through shared interests and hobbies. I've poured my heart and soul into it, and I would love to share my vision with you." She said"A mobile application, you say? Well, I must say, I'm quite intrigued. Please, go ahead and tell me more." Junior said, acting like hi
Maintaining a composed and professional demeanor, Junior maintained eye contact with Jasmine, nodding slightly to acknowledge that he has heard the suggestion.Internally, Junior's mind began to assess the feasibility and practicality of the idea. And his mind told him what he already knew. Implementing such a suggestion would be impractical, unattainable, and incompatible.Despite this realization, Junior aimed to handle the situation diplomatically.Maintaining a calm and collected presence, Junior carefully chose his words, aiming to address Jasmine's suggestion tactfully."Miss Banks, expanding into new markets can indeed be a growth opportunity, but it is crucial to approach it strategically and realistically. Entering new markets requires careful planning, market analysis, building distribution networks, and investing in marketing and promotional activities. It takes time to establish a presence and gain a significant market share. Rapid expansion can also be financially risky i
"Elise? What has Elise got to do with anything?" Junior askedJasmine, with a sly smile, leaned in and asked, "Junior, tell me honestly, was it because of your representative that you rejected me? Does she fulfill your desires better than I ever could?"Junior, taken aback by the audacity of her question, couldn't help but chuckle softly. He looked directly into her eyes, his gaze unwavering. "No, Jasmine," he replied firmly. "It had nothing to do with my representative."Jasmine's expression faltered for a moment, but she quickly regained her composure. "Then why, Junior? Why did you turn away from me when I tried to seduce you just now? Was it because I didn't treat you well during our marriage?"Junior sighed, his voice tinged with a mix of sadness and frustration. "I'm surprised you're even asking me that question, but yes, Jasmine, it was precisely that. The way you treated me when we were married, the constant belittling and disrespect, made me realize how toxic our relationship
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