Martha ushered Adrian into her office and gestured for him to take a seat. Then, she reached into her file cabinet and produced a series of documents. “Sir, here are the contracts that require your signature of approval.” she explained, placing them on the table in front of Adrian along with a pen. Adrian scanned the names on the front page of each document, and when he saw Lilian’s name listed as a representative of Davies Designs, his face contorted into a frown. “Why is this document from Davies Designs bearing the name, Lilian Holt here?” he questioned in a sharp voice, “I thought I gave specific orders not to accept any documents from Davies Designs except the one with the name, Anita Davies.”Martha’s eyes widened in realization. “I apologize for that sir,” she mumbled apologetically.“Remove it from my sight and dispose of it in the trash.” Adrian commanded.“Certainly, sir.” Martha replied and wasted no time in grabbing the document and tossing it into the waste bin. “I'll h
The sound of Anita’s phone ringing caused a frown to etch itself on Lilian’s face. Why had Anita gotten a call at the exact moment she was expecting one from Crestwood Investment. Could it be? No way. She shook her head adamantly, willing the thought away. It was just a coincidence. She masked the worry gnawing at the back of her mind with a fake smile as she glanced expectantly at her phone.Anita, on the other hand, retrieved her phone from her bag and glanced at the Caller ID. It was an unknown number and, she hesitated a bit before answering the call.“Hello, who is this please?” she asked in a low but polite tone. “This is Timothy Burton from Crestwood Investment,” a male voice echoed through the other end of the phone. “Am I speaking with Anita Davies?”On hearing the caller was from Crestwood Investment, Anita rose up to her feet, her stance straightening unconsciously. “Yes, this is her,” she replied, her heart racing with anticipation.“Very well then. I’m pleased to announc
Adrian’s suspicions were confirmed as he saw the man’s face. It was the same arrogant guy who had slammed into his moped that morning. Landon Welsh’s expression was filled with disdain as he advanced towards Adrian and recognition flickered in his eyes when their gaze met. “I remember you.” He sneered. “You’re the loser who almost made me scratch my expensive car. I see you haven’t bothered to change your smelly clothes. Are you that poor?”“Incase you’ve forgotten,” Adrian countered, his voice firm, despite the cold anger brewing in his gut. “you’re the one who suddenly swerved into my lane and hit my moped.”“Who cares?” Landon scoffed. “No one’s going to believe the word of a nobody like you over mine. Now, be a good little loser and take that scrap…” he gestured towards Adrian’s moped dismissively. “…away from here. Before I run it over or better still, tell my security guard to trash it.”“It would be in your best interest to leave my moped alone.” Adrian warned in a low voice.
Harold Welsh rushed towards the main entrance of the Glorious Garden with a speed he didn’t know he possessed. His eyes were frantic as sweat dripped from all over his body. How would he begin to apologize to Adrian? He desperately hoped that the security guard’s stupid mistake wouldn’t cost him his job as manager.The security guard on the other hand, trembled severely, his face a shade of green as he stumbled out of the guardhouse. Landon angrily stormed towards him and slapped him across the face. “Why did you abandon the orders I gave to you?”he snarled. “What were you doing in there for so long?”The security guard’s eyes were wide with panic and shock as his gaze drifted to Adrian. The only thing he could do was to point a shaky finger towards him. “He’s…he’s…”But, he wasn’t able to finish his sentence as Harold burst out of the gates and towards them. “You stupid fool!” He barked as he lunged at the security guard, his palms connecting with the same cheek Landon had just slapp
As Adrian stepped inside the gates of Glorious Garden estate, the first thing that greeted him was the sight of a long, narrow drive away lined with olive trees and palm trees of different sizes. Harold ushered him into the back seat of his Ford Mustang which was parked to the side, while he shoved Landon into the front passenger seat. Harold then wasted no time in getting into the car and driving down the estate. Adrian silently looked out the window as he observed what would soon be his residence. The landmark of the estate was vast with several villas lined up on either side of the driveway, each sporting their own fountains. Some villas were modern and futuristic, some vintage and elegant, and others a seamless combination of both. Adrian was deeply amazed by the fact that this magnificent property was now his. After a few minutes, Harold pulled into the driveway of a modern villa situated on the right hand side. He quickly got out and opened the door for Adrian. “We’ve reached
Lilian’s eyes lit up as she snapped her fingers continuously. “You’re probably right, Natty. I mean despite the fact that her husband is a poor nobody, I would admit that he is easy on the eyes. That’s probably how he was able to convince the manager to succumb to their demands.The urge to defend Adrian rose in Anita’s mind and she pointed a warning finger at Lilian and Natalie. “Don’t you dare defame my husband’s character like that!” she snapped. “Nothing of that sort happened, and him being at Crestwood Investment was just a mere coincidence.” Anita said those last words, even though a sliver of doubt gnawed in her mind. Adrian going to Crestwood Investment on the same morning she had gotten the contract couldn’t be a mere coincidence, could it?”“Whatever,” Natalie rolled her eyes. “The truth is a bitter pill to swallow anyways. You can pretend all you want but I see through your innocent act enough to know it’s all fake.”“This isn’t over, Anita.” Lilian chimed in. “Like I said
“The car’s yours if you want it.” Adrian repeated with a shrug. “I can get another one at a nice deal from my friend. Besides, you need it more than I do.” Anita’s expression softened as she stared warmly at Adrian. He was truly full of surprises. She wasn’t aware of what she had expected when she got married to him, but all she knew right now was that she couldn’t have asked for a better person to be her husband. She took his free hand in hers. “Thank you, Adrian. This means so much to me.” A sheepish smile crept onto Adrian’s face at the contact. “You don’t have to thank me. You’re my wife and my responsibility. So, I’ll always place your priorities first.” Anita let go of Adrian’s hand as her cheeks became tinged with a red color which she tried hiding with her hair. Adrian took note of this and decided to tease her a little. “Is that a blush I see, dear wife?” “No, it’s not.” Anita countered playfully. “You need to get your eyesight checked because you’re seeing things. Let
Everyone was already seated in the living room when Anita and Adrian walked in. All eyes turned to them; some filled with disdain, some envy and others indifference. Grandma Esther, who was seated next to Grandpa Lloyd, in a simple designer gown, was the first to break the silence. “Oh look!” she announced in a high pitched voice. “Her majesty has finally arrived. Anita, don’t you know your grandfather hates any form of tardiness to family meetings? Why did you keep us waiting?” Anita cheeks flushed as she bit her lip in embarrassment and remorse. “I’m sorry for keeping you all waiting,” she mumbled as she approached her grandparents, her attention particularly focused on her grandfather who rested comfortably on the largest chair in the room. She addressed him directly with a curt bow. “I’m sorry for being late, Grandpa.” Lloyd’s expression was unreadable as his gaze landed on Anita, then Adrian and back on Anita. “Don’t stand so close to me,” he gestured for her to move backwards