The sun rose again indicating day break, a day where few humans would wake up and fewer will see the next sunrise. The contrasting beauty of the sun over the horizon and the Hunan's hostile nature made one wonder the splendor of the being who created all things. The blanket covered his knees and in his hand was a glass of white wine- a prelude to the breakfast he had already ordered. “Awe-inspiring, my ancestors had outdone themselves.” He said, gazing out of the window. The door bell rang, he came down and opened the door, it was James. He was quite anything Davin wanted him to be, a driver when he needed a ride, a delivery man when he needed food, a friend when he needed companionship. In all, James was a loyal and versatile servant.“I got you all you need for the week, I'm thinking you sent the list because you don't want to step out.” James said, dropping the items one by one.“Well said and very thoughtful of you to help out.” Davin acknowledged his assistance, “where are you
Derek arrived thirty minutes after theMr. Robb's call. He drove like he was in a competition and needed to hit the first position, he parked his car and hopped out hastily. He knew he needed to have a good reason for coming late, one that would pacify them. He was thinking while on his way, but he's was actually blank, no lies to tell.He opened the conference room door and entered. He put his hands together like he was about to pray and pleaded.“My board of governors I know I'm late, I apologize for the inconveniences, I had a flat tyre. Now that we're all here, let's get to business of the day.”“We accept your apology. Let start what we came here for.” Mr. Robb said, observing everyone as they nodded in unison.“I was told you received text messages from a certain number posing as Beta Group and the messages said I'm no longer the owner. Is this correct?”“Yes Mr. Jack, this is correct. We have gone to his office to schedule a meeting but he was engaged in something else at the t
It was going to be a long night. She had to hatch out a plan to bring out her faceless boss. But what could she do? She found solace in drugs and now that she was brought back from the dead, she couldn't try it. What would take away her pain and still give her the innovation she wanted? No one knew!She turned round her bed and finally stopped in front of her phone then it rang. It was the faceless boss calling past work hours. What could he possibly want, she could only find out when she picked.Good evening boss.Sarah said and waited to hear why he called so late.The board of governors want to meet right?Davin asked, but he already knew the answer.Yes they want to.Sarah replied hastily, praying that what he said was what she expected.I'll be throwing a party at the mansion. I'll send the tickets to you tomorrow. Only those invited should be there.Davin said conclusively.Okay sir. I'm looking forward to receiving it tomorrow.Sarah said happily.The tickets won't contain the venue
GOODNEWS ALAS!“Hello, Peter, you have the courtesy to finally call. So thoughtful of you.” Derek said sarcastically.“I'm sorry boss, I got carried away by our victory so I slept off.” Peter apologized.“That's really interesting. I'm sure you need my applause, to commend you for a work well done. It doesn't change the fact that you kept me in the dark!”“As I said earlier, I apologize for a my insubordinate act. I'll report always from now on.” Peter replied repentantly.“So what happened because Mario called and said the boy didn't do his part.” Derek asked.“That's because I did his part, I have her in my palms and she's working for us now.” Peter said excitedly.The joy Peter in sharing the news was commensurate on the other end. He was so cold and lackadaisical. He got what he so much wanted but his spirits wasn't high. Peter suspected something was wrong. Something else bothered him apart from the fact that he didn't report on time.“I don't need to know the details, as far as
MANIPULATING THE PAWNHe rushed out quickly to break the good news to Margret or Madam Margret, so she was called. He would take all the praise for eventually working out a ting to see Luther II, the terrorizer of the rich. Indeed the brain actually contained the head. He entered the dinning with smiles on his face. Maya was the first to notice his ebullient countenance and couldn't help but be vivacious as well.“What's making you so happy?” Maya asked.Everyone turned to look at him. Victoria looked all around him and saw him with envelopes.“I bet the good news is in that envelope.” “Spill the beans, suspense isn't good for me.” Isabella said anxiously.He kept smiling and spinning his eyes. His silence made them even more anticipatory that Margret couldn't contain it anymore.“Son, what's the matter? Say it.”“Luther II has invited the Windsors to a party tomorrow night and we'll get to see him finally.”“Wow! That's great news. You've really proven to be very useful and smart. I
“You seem nervous, what do you think I want to ask.” Peter asked curiously.“Well I don't know,” she breathed out deeply, “don't keep me in suspense, what's it?”“I'm more interested in what you're thinking than what I'll say.” Peter said, smiling at her.“Well you can't hear it if you're not speaking.” Sarah said confidently.“I want to know the venue, where is it taking place?” Peter asked, drawing close.“I don't know, as you know, we've never met and he's never shown me.” Sarah replied.“I thought you were loyal to your boss and not willing to betray him. It doesn't seem like anything is stopping you.” Peter asked disappointedly.“It's because it is you, I find it hard to say no.” Sarah said solemnly, with her face down.He predicted her coming closer to him something else could occur, something which she loved but he wasn't going to give her that pleasure. He stood up and started heading home.“Since you don't know, I'll be on my way home.” Peter said casually.“You're just using
Maya found Isabella and her boyfriend kissing in her room, the door was a little open. It wasn't a chaste kiss. It was a deep and passionate kiss. Maya knew such shouldn't interest her but she couldn't help but stare at the light skinned young man who got her sister enthralled in his web of magic. She blatantly gawked at her sister's naked passion for him and his for her.It was at this point she knew her sister was deeply in love with him. The saying that men were manipulated by love was totally truth. Isabella couldn't endure even a fly hurting her but freely allowed her boyfriend chastise her. She called it a couple's fight and insinuated that she knew nothing about it. Imagine her baby sister! What did she know about love? Knows nothing of a couple's fight? She was once a couple with Davin and she fought everyday with him, or is that not included as fight?It was the first time she had witnessed her boyfriend being completely different from her first impression. He was sweetly ena
It was best to say that there were always going to be bad days but better days were here sooner than expected. The young man who was humiliated in a birthday party was the reason they were all going to gather today. He couldn't wait for it, he anticipated a lot of retribution, it was a day to be happy about. It was few minutes past 2am and too much happiness made him lose sleep. He went to the paseo, his balcony was an elegant space which consisted of expensive antiques and sophisticated items. He stood behind the railings with a glass of wine at his right hand side. He wore a white shirt which white trousers. It was a beautiful view from where he stood.The martial arts veteran smiled at the street lights that are the city glow and sipped his wine tastefully. They were actually new ways of enjoying the misfortune he was about to put the Windsors and Derek in, like sitting up here watching them suffer grossly for their inability to see beyond the veil covering their eyes. The veil of
While Helen was at the cafeteria, she ordered for a bottle of water for Davin, then for herself she got coffee and sandwich which she had to eat there. She already felt tired and a little bit shaken by the travel they had taken to get all the way to the hospital, nevertheless she didn’t like hospital that much because it brought back memories of her past. While eating, Davin phone began to ring in her bag, he had given it to Helen to keep it safe in her bag. She had thought at first that it was one of Davin’s associates calling because of business but her thoughts were wrong when she brought out the phone from her bay to see that it was an unknown caller with no caller ID at all. It wasn’t her phone neither was it her call so she saw no reasons to pick up the call, her plans was to quickly finish up the sandwich and then head to the waiting room to give Davin his call, she resumed eating her sandwich will the phone kept ringing until it stopped ringing. There was no way of her kn
Helen and Davin both had unsaid words that lingered but they were most especially weighed down by Davin’s mother current situation. They sat at the waiting room quietly while Maya had excused herself to the cafeteria. The sedative were still kicking in Margrets’s blood stream as she slowly recovered from it, the sudden news of her sickness and then the transfer from one to hospital to another even made them question the severity of her sickness, was she deteriorating in health yet the doctors kept it a secret? Many thoughts ran through Davin’s mind, what did the nurse mean by she was only stable for a while? “Davin-I guess we should go eat something” “I am not hungry” Davin replied absentmindedly and then returning to his thought “You won’t seat there and tell me that-I won’t watch you keep thinking about thing you can’t change” Helen objected in a calm and soft way “I could changed all of this, by not allowing it to happen in the first place” Davin replied looking H
“Davin! Helen!” she called out, her voice loud enough to attract the attention of other visitors. “I heard about Mom. Is she okay?”“Maya,” Davin said, keeping his voice steady. “What are you doing here?”“I came to support my family,” she said, tilting her head slightly. “Isn’t that what family does?”Helen shot Davin a look, and he felt the tension rise between them. “Support?” he echoed, doubt lacing his tone. “Or to make sure everyone knows you’re here?”Maya laughed, a sound that felt more like a challenge. “Oh, come on. I know you’re not happy about my wedding plans, but can we not turn this into a competition? This is about Mom.”“Right. Let’s just focus on her,” Davin said, frustration boiling beneath the surface. “But don’t pretend that you aren’t looking for attention.”“Seriously, Davin?” Maya shot back, her voice sharp. “You think I’m here for a show? I’m worried about her too, you know.”“You have a funny way of showing it,” he replied, crossing his arms.“Enough,” Helen
Davin sat at the dinning table, a half-finished cup of coffee in front of him, flipping through a stack of paperwork from work. The morning sun streamed through the window, casting a warm glow, but a sense of unease gnawed at him. Just then, Helen burst into the room, her face a mix of urgency and concern.“Davin! We need to talk,” she said, her voice tight with anxiety.He looked up, instantly alert. “What’s wrong?”“It’s your mother. I just got a call from the hospital. She’s seriously ill,” Helen said, her words tumbling out in a rush. “They’re flying her out of Arctic City for specialized medication.”Davin’s heart sank. “What do you mean, ‘seriously ill’? What’s going on?”“They didn’t give me all the details, just that she needs immediate treatment,” Helen replied, her eyes brimming with concern. “They’re arranging a private jet to get her to the mainland for the best care.”“Why didn’t they call me?” he asked, rising from the table, the papers scattering as he stood.“I think t
As they finished their ice cream, Mia let out a satisfied sigh, her face smeared with chocolate and mint. Davin couldn’t help but chuckle at her delight. “You’ve got a bit of ice cream on your nose, kiddo,” he teased, reaching over with a napkin.Mia giggled, swiping at her nose with the back of her hand. “It’s part of the experience!” she declared with the seriousness of a gourmet critic. “Then I suppose I’m not allowed to clean you up,” Davin replied, exchanging a knowing glance with Helen. The sun shone brightly overhead, and the market was a riot of colors and sounds. Families milled about, vendors called out their wares, and the laughter of children filled the air. The moment felt suspended in time, a perfect snapshot of happiness that Davin wished could last forever.“Let’s take a stroll down by the river after this,” Helen suggested, finishing her ice cream. “I heard they have a small arts and crafts fair set up along the walkway.”“Great idea! Mia, what do you think?” Davin
The next morning, Davin stirred awake, his thoughts drifting back to the previous night’s adventures. He felt a warmth in his chest, a comforting reminder of the laughter and connection he had shared with Helen. As he stretched and yawned, he could hear the faint sounds of Mia playing in the backyard.After quickly showering and dressing, Davin made his way to the kitchen. The rich aroma of fresh coffee greeted him, and he poured himself a cup, savouring the first sip. Just then, Helen appeared, her hair tousled and eyes still sleepy.“Good morning, sleepyhead,” he said, a smile breaking across his face.“Good morning,” she replied, stifling a yawn. “Last night was amazing. I can’t believe how much fun we had.”“I know! We need to do that more often,” he said, taking another sip of coffee. “It was nice to reconnect.”Helen smiled, the warmth of his words wrapping around her like a cozy blanket. “So, what’s on the agenda for today? More adventures?”“Definitely! I thought we could take
It was weekend already and the sun dawned bright and sunny, reflecting its warm glow through the window as Davin awoke, feeling refreshed. After the previous evening’s eventful drive and the satisfying dinner with his family, he was eager to embrace the day and make it more eventful. He glanced over at Helen, still peacefully asleep, and smiled at how lucky she was.Once dressed, Davin tiptoed into the kitchen to make coffee. As the rich aroma filled the air, he thought about how to surprise Helen later. It had been a while since they had a proper date night, and he wanted to change that. He’d plan something special, just for them.After breakfast and a lively chat with Mia about her upcoming school project, Davin turned to Helen, who had just finished her coffee. “How about we have a date night tonight?” he suggested, a playful grin spreading across his face. “Just you and me.”Helen raised an eyebrow, intrigued. “Really? That sounds wonderful! But you know we can’t just leave Mia a
The evening air was cool as Davin drove home, the satisfaction of the day’s meeting still buzzing in his mind. He replayed the conversation with the senior management team, feeling a cautious optimism about the potential for change. But just as he was beginning to relax, a sudden jolt from behind interrupted his thoughts.He slammed on the brakes, heart racing. The sound of crunching metal filled the air. Davin glanced in the rearview mirror, realizing he had been rear-ended. He exited the car, already feeling the adrenaline coursing through him.As he stepped out, his heart sank when he recognized the sleek red Ferrari that had collided with his SUV. Emerging from the driver’s side was Derek, Mia’s boyfriend, his face twisted with anger.“What the hell!?” Derek shouted, his voice cutting through the evening calm. “Why would you let your driver bump into my car?”Davin’s driver, a calm and seasoned man named Richard, was already trying to de-escalate the situation. “I’m sorry, sir. It
The next day came with a feeling of its own. After the successful town hall meeting, he felt invigorated, ready to tackle the challenges ahead. Sunlight streamed through the window, illuminating the room and hinting at a promising day.As he made his way to the kitchen, the sounds of breakfast filled the air. Helen was already bustling about, preparing pancakes while Mia sat at the table, her homework spread out in front of her.“Good morning, family!” Davin announced, pouring himself a cup of coffee.“Good morning, Dad!” Mia replied, her head buried in her math workbook. “Can you help me with this problem? I’m really confused.”“Of course,” he said, moving to her side. “What’s stumping you?”“It’s this one about fractions,” she said, pointing at the page with a furrowed brow. “I don’t get how to add them.”Davin knelt beside her, explaining the process step-by-step. He loved these moments of connection, the way teaching Mia helped him solidify his own understanding of concepts. After