Jamole’s worries superseded; and it was nothing other than the land in the Acrid Forest and Hinterlane which had failed in attracting buyers over the past months. He had expected such delay but certainly not forver.Recently after his duty at Swan he would ride his scooter to Acrid Forest and Hinterlane where he would behold the canopies of land he bought in the name of investment.Hundred million dollars loan always rang in his head, whenever he thought about Acrid Forest and nothing had scared him than losing his inheritance to Antipolo Bank should he fail to repay back the loan.There was no way he could repay the loan than selling the lands and to sell the land he would have to market it to money bags in Antipolo who would appreciate its value before making purchase..Looking at himself in the mirror he was good to go. Although he didn’t look anyway like an executive marketer yet he was going to take a shot and see if he could sell those lands.Time was fast spent and he wouldn’t
In a jiffy Jamole was led into the sky scraper and was finally opportuned to meet with Zhang Meng in person.Ordinarily if it were in his poverty days Zhang’s exquisite spacious office would have offended his vanity but ever since he became heir to Swan, luxury wasn’t strange to him anymore. And first class life didn’t seem too special to him anymore.After bowing, he stood staring engagingly at the short, strong featured, ponytail-haired Chinese billionaire before him. He had about ten well-suited burly security flanked around him and five servants who attended to his immediate needs.Zhang Meng was a big name in Antipolo, and he was one of the deep pockets ajamole had been clamoring to do business with.On the desk Jamole could see the tons of awards he had won over the years and he could tell Zhang was still the best in automobile in Antipolo. He hoped Zhang would give him maximum attention and not be an ass.But now he had come to discuss business with the richest Chinese in Antipo
Jamole was speeding on his scooter after Zhang ordered his security to bundle him out of the premises.His shirt was flying by the corner; it was torn by the security when they bundled him away.This wouldn’t have happened if he had revealed his true identity to him; he wondered if Zhang would be able to stand his audacity. He had hesitated and kept marketing his lands when he called the security to bundle him away“You did this to me Zhang,” he mumbled in his thought as he rode away. “You think you have arrived because you are the automobile giant in Antipolo. Okay,” he tossed his head in wrath. “Soon you will need me. You will weep blood and you will bow before me yet I will feign deaf ears and make you pay. None of you will escape my vengeance when it comes.”He sniffed back tears and rode with less interest. He had just five years to repay the loan and this was the second year. He had heard Zhang’s passion for real estate. But what did he get in return?Scoff humiliation and hate.
McDonald wasn’t done jeering at Jamole. He clapped yet further, “Hmmm I don’t know if you have considered what it felt like having Roger bang your ex-wife, Stella in your matrimonial bed. Indeed Roger enjoyed himself. I wish I were him…”He burst into a maddening laughter which was intended to make Jamole jealous.Jamole pounced at his offender but McDonald’s security suspected his moves early enough and they seized his punch and pinned him to a spot. There was a lengthy struggle between Jamole and the band of security but they earnestly dared to suppress him at a spot.“Let go of me you bunch of fools!” Jamole struggled to come off their grip. “McDonald or whatever you call yourself. Why don’t you let us be? Susan doesn’t want you. She has made it clear to you that I am her husband. Are you daft? If not for your securities I would have punched you to the ground and watch you pee on yourself.”The securities were much formidable and stronger than Jamole. Despite Jamole’s drag and force
Macdonald took out a dollar note and some coins from his pocket and poured on Jamole.“Spend it on good cloths, poverty-stricken, and don’t forget to shave those dirty beards.”Tyres screeching away and heavy cloud of dust hanging in the air, McDonald and his band of security drove away, leaving Jamole in pains and head buried in shame.***Susan was startled by the noisy arrival of Jamole into the villa. Through the window she could see the canopy of anger that stood on his face and she could tell someone had pissed him off.Each door was left slamming as he walked past them and securities and servants that greeted and bowed to Jamole were given the cold shoulders. McDonald had rattled his cage and it was his nature to transfer aggression.Even his anger had doubled, coupled with his inability to find buyers for the acres of land at the Acrid Forest and Hinterlane.“You are welcome, sweetie,” Susan greeted softly, raised a questionable brow and steered her wheelchair to his side.Jamo
One thing that Stella didn’t know about Roger James was that he was ambitious and nothing could stop him from his quest for power and wealth, not even the thighs of all the ladies in Antipolo.For the first time in their relationship, Stella was sleeping alone.While she stayed up all night brooding over Roger’s sudden change of character, Roger stayed up all night brooding over wooing Susan so that he could be the heir.At dawn Roger had a quick wash and got ready for work. He just drank a black coffee and that was enough. When he heard the sound of shuffling walker, he perceived it was Stella and she was coming to invite him to the dining.The door creaked and Stella’s makeover face peered through the door.“Good morning sweetie. Oh you are ready for work.” she walked in, looking stylish and elegant in her ash mini gown which she intentionally wore to appease the only man in her life.“As you can see,” Roger replied, not interested in locking gaze with her or appreciating her beauty.
Tonight Stella stiffened her body, fought back moan and was swallowed in heavy thought while Roger had her in bed.Struggling with breath, sweating profusely and done having her, Roger stole a glance at her gloomy face and wondered why she didn’t engage in the sex.Taking the duvet off his body to go into the shower he sounded, “Perhaps you didn’t enjoy it. I thought I was a hard rider.”She jerked away, “A thousand rounds will not save me from this thought. Go and have a wash if you want to. We need to discuss.”He shrugged, wiped his sweat with a towel. “Well I didn’t fall into a flood of poop. I just had my girlfriend.”He coiled back into the bed, stretched beside her and added, “Talk to me sweetie. What thought do you speak of?”Stella snorted, caught his chin and smoothed his mustache, “What did you call me? Your girlfriend? How old are you? I guess in your thirties. I am 25 years already. We are not getting any younger. How old was Jamole when he married me? He was 25.”He left
Jade led Jamole who was blindfolded into his new terraced detached duplex.“Eyes open,” Jade took off the blindfold, “Welcome to my new home.” He waved around all smiles. “This is the latest blessing in my life.”Pretentiously Jamole gaped at Jade, gagged his mouth and began to comb his stares around the spacious sitting room.“Oh my laughing doll! This is incredible! Jade! Are you telling me that someone rented this apartment for you and your mother? Oh my Jupiter!”Jade’s mouth curved into a smile. “You can say that again. You see, Jamole when all hope seemed to be lost, a breakthrough knocked around. Raca thought we could be in the rain and lose our properties but God said no. Instead of being homeless today we have a mansion over our heads …”Jamole couldn’t stop touching the sofa, and electrical gadgets that decorated the sitting room. “I am really elated renting you this house, Jade. You deserve more than this,” he said in his mind as he admired the luxury in the ravishing house.