2024-11-13 16:20:24“Miss Sheraton Morgan, meet the young man who refused to bow to death. The one I told you I found lifeless at the edge of a lake after being viciously submerged a week ago.”
“Michael, meet the Production manager of Eric Cottage Winery Enterprise. The City's Goddess of Beauty,” he did the honors in the introduction as he arose with his face enthralled in smiles. The two faces stood still for over ten seconds with their eyes glued on each other in slow motion with words stuck in their throats. “Great Lord! He's the one!” Miss Sharon echoed in a gasp of shock; thick goosebumps shivered her shoulders. Lord Eric hastily cleared his throat and blinked a few times in silence. He was yet to make sense of what she meant by him ‘being the one.’ He was already struck in another unexpected puzzlement just like he hooked in confusion when the old herbal healer proclaimed Michael as ‘The one’ “I’m completely in the dark, have you two met beforehand?” he eagerly inquired with his eyes flickered with urgency. “Yes! He is the bold soul who saved me from the premeditated assassination a week ago. Remember the terrifying incident that nearly claimed my life on my way home from work?” She finally divulged with a hitch of breath as she couldn't believe she had crossed paths with her odd Samaritan once again. Michael narrowed his eyeballs, still in a dumbstruck state, accompanied by a somewhat sharp inhalation and exhalation. He could vividly remember the gorgeous damsel he risked his life for to halt the assassination plan. Lord Eric gasped in profound disbelief at how the unfolding situation was interwoven. The young man he earnestly prayed to survive the lake submerged incident was the same unknown bold soul who saved his company's human resource manager from being murdered. What more would unfold? Miss Sheraton Morgan charmingly moved her feet as the beauty personified that she was, with her alluring eyes fixated on the Young Lord while she calmly offered a warming embrace, which he reciprocated. “Thank you for saving my life, Michael Scofield. At least now I know your name,” she delightfully expressed as both shared a beaming gesture. “Great Lord, you haven't yet told me what business led your path to the Lake where I was condemned to death?” he politely gutted out, a question stuck in his lungs since Lord Eric opted to change his life. In response, he nodded his head and patted The Young Lord's shoulder, he wasn't entirely surprised by the question. He knew he'd someday open up about what really brought him to the cemetery that fateful day he found Michael Scofield. “I’ll tell you all you need to know on what business I had to execute on that fateful night but when the time is ripe. However, I need your help.” He clenched his forehead in confusion. “My help?... Huh?” his words somewhat stuttered as he wondered what he could possibly do for the wealthiest man in the Northern Hemisphere. “I invited Miss Sheraton because I want her to teach you all you need to know about Eric Cottage Winery Enterprise.” “A week ago, my business rivals tried to exterminate her after she refused the mouthwatering scheme to leak the secret behind Eric Cottage Winery's unique taste, but she blatantly refused, which led to her assassination plan, which would have affected the company’s engine room, if they had succeeded. Thanks to you Michael.” She intermittently stared at him and nodded in affirmation of what Lord Eric had just spilled. “Michael Scofield, I wouldn't have asked for your help if it wasn't necessary. I need you to become my eyes and ears. After the confession extracted from the apprehended assassins. We believe there are strategically positioned moles that have already infiltrated the company intending to divulge sensitive information to our rivals.” “I overheard the old healer in words about your sharp-witted mind that you employed in exposing the bad eggs at your former workplace. We need the same wittiness to help save Eric Cottage Winery Enterprise before our rivals succeed in flushing us from the business market.” He continued after a few moments of internalization. “While tracking discreetly in divulging the moles, you'd also learn about the winery business. A win-win.” “They won't know you're the inner source and link. In my abode, you're the Young Lord with access to whatever you need at your disposal, but outside, you’re undercover personnel and would pose as a freelance writer in my Winery company. That way, no one would easily suspect the counter plan in place.” Michael gradually swallowed in and beheld every ounce of seriousness etched on his face. He didn't need a soothsayer to enlighten him on how serious the situation had become. Miss Sheraton maintained a charming stare at him with her legs crossed with her voluptuous curves while she intermittently nodded her head in alignment with her boss's words thus far. “I accept the mission and would fish out the moles. After what you did for me. I wish nothing more but for the winery company to expand as the first to reckon with in over three continents,” his words enthralled Lord Eric and Sheraton, who admired how profoundly visionary the young, bold soul was. “...But before I embark on the undercover initiative. I have some people whom I must pay scornful visits to.” “...I have an unsettled business, it's long overdue…”
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