Clara closed the laptop she had been writing on. She had just adjusted her curriculum vitae and had sent it to the printer machine. Now she walked to the printer machine to collect the paper and fold it, put it in her file and walked out. She had succeeded in selling everything the family owned to settle debts and pay salaries before laying off all her employees. Now she was about to become an employee. Her job hunt had just begun.She had an interview today at Bakers’ Incorporated, a company that is involved in selling stocks. The woman who had interviewed Clara said she thinks Clara is a good candidate and assures Clara that she scored high on the test. The interview was carried out in front of a committee of five persons in a large hall. They asked for her curriculum vitae and asked her a series of questions. Clara was happy that none of the questions they had asked her pointed to her past as Chief Operating Officer of Roberts enterprises. When Clara left the company grounds, she w
Clara was excited when she got the news that she had been selected for the job she had applied for. The role she applied for would make her a junior staff and an assistant to a supervisor. She was happy that she had gotten a job and could make a living for herself. The email stated that she was to resume the next day and at eight o’clock. She looked at the clothes she had in her bag, and saw that she didn’t have the type of clothes specified in the mail for her work. She had sold most of the clothes she had and the ones left were looking too classy for the job. So, she decided to head to the market to get some low grade clothing to help her. She decided to go to the poorer part of the city so that she won’t be easily recognized. She got the clothes from a store. Luckily the woman who sold the cloth to her didn’t recognize her. She put the clothes in a bag and left. As she was walking out of the market, her eye caught someone who looked familiar. She tried to remove her eyes but the p
Michael and the drug lord had just finished a cup of cognac. It was nightfall already and it was already time for him to go. He didn’t believe that he had just met with and spoken to his biological father. The man hugged him again before he entered the car that brought him. The car dropped him off at the same place it had picked him up. Michael called a taxi to take him to his house. When he got home, he opened the safe where he had evidence about his father, the drug lord and the Roberts family, namely, Diana Roberts and wondered if she was his mother too. but he shook the thought from his mind and wondered how this new information he had just gotten from the drug lord that he is his father, would affect the revenge he was about to mete out on the Roberts family and Liam. Michael didn’t know what to do. He felt weakness in his knees and found a place to sit. Isabella has dealt him a bad hand. He didn’t see this coming. Luke noticed his master’s sudden change in mood and approached h
‘Are you surprised that I know that you killed him? I always knew that you were so easy to crack open. Now that I have your attention, I will give you another chance. You will make sure to kill Michael West this time. Failure to do so, and I will kill you myself. You cannot destroy three hundred years of building this family to this point. Your cousin from Denmark will be coming to oversee operations of the company.’‘That cannot happen. Roberts enterprise is my baby. I got the idea and built it to the point that it is now.’‘And with whose funds and connections? I gave you life, gave you a family to live in, gave you education and the life of luxury that you have now. I equally gave you the money and connections to see you little experiment to the stage it is now.’‘And I have put in my energy to make into the way it is now.’ Clara retorted.‘Don’t talk when I am talking young lady.’ Diana barked at her.Clara kept her mouth shut. Diana continued.‘You have always been a disappointme
Mr. Samuel came back from his trip to the United States. Beaumont city didn’t change in his eyes. As he climbed down the stairs from the private jet, he fished out his phone and dialled Michael West's number. Michael picked on the third ring. ‘Mr. Samuel, it is nice to hear from you.’ Michael said excitedly. He had looked forward to hearing and seeing Mr. Samuel, his saviour. Mr. Samuel had left Beaumont city a long time ago and was not picking his calls. ‘It is nice to hear from you too. How is business going? I hope my investments are doing well?’ Mr. Samuel said, while descending the stairs.‘Yes, they are. We just reviewed our returns from the last quarter and it was huge. I can’t wait to share it with you in person.’ Michael responded.‘That is great. I just landed, so how about we see in the evening.’‘That would be great.’ Samuel responded and clicked off his phone.Samuel walked to his car that was waiting at the bottom of the stairs and when he entered, drove away. Mr. Samu
Jonathan Donald showed no outside response, his face an inscrutable mask as he digested the information. An agonising silence stretched between them until eventually, he spoke. “ An emotional donation, MS. Robert. Easily, you are a woman with remarkable drive and vision.” His steely aspect bored her.” But I’ve toast. What makes you suppose I would entrust my substantial coffers into the hands of someone like yourself?” Clara’s impeccably arched brows knit together in confusion.” I am hysterical I do not understand the question.” “ Of course you don’t,” Donald said with a shake of his head.” You are Robert. A family that values plutocrat and status over all additional- indeed introductory mortal decency.“ Her blood turned to ice in her modes. Ever, some way, this man knew. He knew all about how she had ruthlessly cast Michael away like a piece of scrap after using his hard work and immolation to elevate her status. But Clara was nothing if not a consummate pantomime. Widening her eyes
Michael rushed in and donned a green shirt. He wanted to leave a good impression. Isabella was watching something on CNN. The speakers were talking about the inflation rate on the prices of goods and services in the market.Michael returned to the living room. He and Isabella discussed the cost of living crises and what the government should do. Isabella thought to herself, ‘so he heals and is intelligent too. What a good combination.’ She likes his use of words and the way he lays out his point carefully. ‘Let us stop now. Enough of politics and talk. Let us go and have some food.’Isabella laughed, dropped what she was holding on the table and walked with him to the table. The food was in bowls and plates sat in front of ach of the chairs, together with cutlery, the bottle of wine and glasses.Michael drew back her chair for her and allowed her to sit. Then he went over to his side. Opening the bowl, he dished some food for her before dishing for himself. He was telling her about t
Diana didn’t like the men that Liam had brought to the team to carry out their plan. She didn’t like that they were Asian and liked to stay only with themselves. They rarely mixed and had no known associates in the city. There was no one she could ask about them. When she had confronted Liam with this, Liam had said to trust them to carry out the task. And when she had asked him where he found them, he had kept mute and walked away.Diana realised that to do what she needs to do; she needs to have an alternate plan. It was then that her mind went to action; concocting plans for alliances and meetings. She was at Liam’s house one afternoon; she had always been in Liam’s house since the time of her release from prison, when an idea struck her to visit the police commissioner for help. She stood up and walked to the door.‘You are not supposed to leave the building.’ One of the Asian men announced.‘I am going for a stroll.’ Diana responded.‘You know that you just got out and your famil