For the past few weeks, Jake had been able to achieve a lot, his company's stock was rising every day and within two weeks, C&C Global Company Ltd had risen from number 8 to number 3 on the business board. That's an achievement, right? But Jake wasn't satisfied. He wanted to be the first and he wouldn't relent till he got there.He was currently having his lunch at his office cafeteria when his assistant secretary joined him at his table. Although, she knew what she just did was threatening what she wanted to discuss with her boss was more important. Even the staff members gasped in fear for her and wanted to see how their boss was going to react.“Good afternoon Mr chairman.” She started and Jake glanced at her before facing his meal. Seeing he didn't reply, she dropped the files on the table and adjusted in her seat.“What are these?” Jake asked as he cleaned his mouth with a tissue.“It's a file from one of the hotels. There has been an issue of theft among the staff members and th
Claire Larryson had arrived at the funeral a little earlier than Jake. There was slight evidence of boredom on her face as she walked sluggishly down the passage leading to the funeral hall.“Arrgh! Why can't he just go by himself? This is a lot harder than I expected.” Claire mumbled slowly before frowning. “Hi Miss Claire Larryson, it's nice to see you.” Someone unfamiliar came up to her and stared at him blankly.“Sorry, do I know you?” She asked as she glanced at him, trying to remember where she knew him from.“It's me, Isaac… we met for a blind date early last year.” The man introduced himself, and Claire smiled, even though she couldn't recall. “Oh, Issac. Hahaha.” She laughed softly pretending she remembered him.“Thank goodness you remembered. I thought you forgot. So how are you?” Issac asked casually.“I'm good. How are you?” Claire questioned“Well, I am fine, also engaged.” He showed his ring finger and Claire nodded nonchalantly.“Oh… I see. Congratulations.” Claire Re
The dinner was quite exotic and extravagant, even the chandelier that hung above them was privileged to witness such a dinner. Jake had prepared a variety of food and wine. He made sure all were Claire's favorite. The dinner lasted for about an hour as they shared stories of Their childhood experiences and the most embarrassing things they'd do. It was something Jake would love to do over and over again with her. Right after the maids came to take away their plates, Claire rubbed her stomach and let out a soft laugh.“This looks like a baby bump,” Jake commented and she smiled at him.“Oh yes it does, Jake fed me a lot of delicious food and now I'm bloated,” Claire spoke.“Then let's walk awhile, so you'd feel less-'bloated’,” Jake replied, air quoting the bloated.“Alright. Hahaha.” Claire let a wry laugh before standing up. Soon, Jake led her to his garden and Claire let out a soft gasp.“Oh my! This… is beautiful.” She commented as her eyes darted everywhere. She glanced at the l
It was a beautiful Saturday morning in Jake's house. He had just finished his Gym when he received a rather distressing call from the family lawyer about the Will his Father had written. Right after he got off the call, Jefferson requested a meeting at the Robinson's residence and Jake hurriedly freshened up and went.It was obvious the lawyer had told them something concerning the will and he needed to Clear things with them. To be justified, he brought with him the signed papers and also informed the lawyer to come. About an hour later, Jake walked into the living room to meet those hateful eyes he never wanted to see but he's got no choice. There was no need to greet them since no one would reply to him nor did he expect them to acknowledge his presence.“Why did you call for a meeting?” Jake questioned Jefferson.“Why shouldn't I? You've got a lot of questions to answer.” Jefferson replied with a smirk.“And what questions do I have to answer?” Jake questions further.“Question
Jake woke up quite early, freshened up, and went out for a jog around the streets. As he jogged, he feasted his eyes on different people, some were on their way to church while some were also just like him. This was the first time he jogged outside of his home and he kind of loved it. Probably he was going to do it more. After about an hour of jogging, Jake went back to his home and freshened up before having his breakfast. While eating, Claire comes in and joins him for breakfast.“You don't even tell me when and what time you'd be coming anymore.” Jake started and Claire gave him a pout.“What do you mean by that? Am I disturbing you already?” She frowned.“Of course not, I was just saying because… let me give an instance, What if you come in and find everywhere untidy or you catch me dancing embarrassingly?” Jake questioned.“Don't tell me you don't know how to dance?” Claire asked and covered her mouth from laughing too much.“At Least I can still wiggle my body. Isn't that what
Strausser walked closer to Mr Andrew's motionless body and kicked it with his foot. After discovering he was dead, he lit up a cigarette and signaled one of his men to search his body.Just as they were doing it, Mrs Rosalie called again and Strausser chuckled before picking. “Is it done?” Mrs Rosalie asked nervously.“I shot him twice and he's currently lying dead in front of me,” Strausser spoke before puffing out some from his mouth.“Good. Umm, there's something you need to do, Conversations we had… I mean, check his phone and delete my number and all the conversations. There's a recording he sent to me too, just do something about it.” Mrs Rosalie Instructed.“ What if I put the blame on Jake? I mean, you also want to get rid of him right?” Strausser asked the moment he grabbed the lawyer's phone and began playing the recording. “Yes, but if it's about killing Jake, I disagree.” Mrs Rosalie replied.“I'm not going to kill, we would set him up and blame him for the lawyer's deat
Jake sat quietly in the interrogation room and waited for the detective to bring in the reports. Something keeps telling him that the blood belonged to Mr Andrew but he couldn't understand who had fixed the gun in his house.Or was it the lawyer? Was this all a plan to bring him down? The gun was found in the study and he also argued with the lawyer in his study. But when did he plant it there without his notice? While Jake was still in his thoughts, Detective Paul came in with a paper in his hands. Likewise, he sat opposite Jake and gave him a scrutinizing look.“This is a report we got from the Lab, The blood belongs to Mr Andrew but something isn't right.” Detective Paul stated.“Your fingerprints weren't found on the gun. No fingerprints were found on the gun. It looked new, almost as if it wasn't used.” The detective continued and Jake raised his brow.“So, does it mean his blood was smeared on it purposely?” Jake asked and the detective shrugged.“Also.” Jake began.” If truly I
“What do you mean his fingerprints weren't found on the gun?” Mr Osman questioned in anger as he held his phone tightly to his ear.“Listen to me carefully, I don't want to know if it's not there, make sure the media carries this news. Hire more bloggers to write articles concerning it.” He spoke before ending the call. “Can you imagine!” He yelled as he banged his fist on the table.“You need to calm down Osman, Everything is going according to plan. Forget the fact his fingerprints weren't found on it, the bloggers would do a good job. I have also paid some online trolls to attack him.” General Larryson stated as he sipped his wine with crossed legs.“I'm not totally satisfied with the outcome, I know Jake better, he is someone who doesn't give up especially if he's right about something.” Mr Osman countered.“Then what should we do? As far as I'm concerned, we have done our part, it's left for you to do yours. For now, Jake thinks you have traveled out of the country. Make sure y