Anderson Peters was handsomely donned in expensive tuxedo and sleeves. Glistening oxfords grazed his feet and he was staring at the splendor of the mansion over his head.Servants and security were scattered all over as they waited for his orders.He was all smiles, a cocktail wine handy, as he walked around the mansion wondering about the mystery of this vengeance.“How can the true heir to Swan Group hire me to impersonate him?” he said in his mind, “How can a man go this far to bring vengeance upon his enemies. This is mysterious. He rented me this mansion.”Anderson pranced to the window and grazed upon the Ferrari and Lamborghini which Jamole gave him to befit his status.“And those super cars are from him. I won’t forget the private jet he hired for me just to impress Stella his ex-wife. Hmmm,” he grinned, “What about the huge bank account.”Anderson dug his hand into his tuxedo and brought out the photo of Stella where she smiled stilly.Tossing his head in pity he said, “Stella
Susan’s face glistened with smile as she shared the dining with her husband, Jamole. The servants got busy serving them varieties of wine and intercontinental dishes.Jamole had invited Susan over to join him in celebrating something remarkable that had started working out in his business venture.On the table were a few documents, most of which had the letterings;Swan Airline Account Statement.Susan had anxiety deck her face, as she couldn’t stop asking Jamole to share the good news with her.“Cheers to success,” Jamole said, and clicked a glass of wine to hers. “Something remarkable has started working for our good, honey. I told you I was going to restore the net worth…”“Yeah, yeah, you did,” Susan’s curious voice replied and her head shook repeatedly, and when Jamole hesitated , she beckoned on him , “Come on sweetie tell me what it is all about. I can’t wait to hear the good news.”“Hmmm,” he hummed and glanced at the paper, “Okay well it is my pleasure to announce to you that
To say Stella was dumbfounded and shocked was just an understatement. Heavy color flushed across her face; she had never been so shy before a man.Now this man wasn’t just an ordinary man. He was Anderson Peters, the anonymous heir, the man she had been clamoring to meet with; the same man that seized her salary countless times and controlled the entire Swan Group as an anonymous heir.She couldn’t believe her eyes; she never expected that a day would come when she would know the true identity of the anonymous heir, let alone with him.Shortly after she landed at the airport, Anderson’s security picked her up and brought her to his Caribbean mansion.Ever since she relaxed with Anderson, she had been blushing and giggling while Anderson did the talking.She was yet to believe this was happening.“My pleasure to meet you, Stella Pitcher,” Anderson said and pulled his hand to have a hand shake with her.“The pleasure is all mine.” She giggled her reply and was shocked when he leaned forw
Heavy light of dawn flashed into his eyes; that was when she realized she was stark naked with Anderson.“Oh my Jupiter! Oh shit!” Stella wailed; cast a glance at the naked Anderson before stretching to the duvet to cover her nakedness.For one moment Anderson struggled from sleep while she ranted and yelled at him. He could see the color flush across her face yet he could tell she was pretending.Already Jamole had told him who his ex-wife was and what she was capable of doing; one of such he told him was that Stella was a pretender and a gold digger who would do anything to be with him because he was the heir to the Swan Group.Anderson pretended to be stolen in deep sleep, so he stretched and yawned hugely.“What have we done? What have we done? What did you do to me? Oh gosh! No!”Stella wailed louder but pretentiously.Inwardly she knew she wanted this but in order to give him the impression that she wasn’t cheap she had to nag.“Don’t tell me you slept with me!” she peered under t
“You have been an early riser this week,” Susan said, seated in her wheel chair somewhere by the corner watching as Jamole squeezed into his jumpsuit and sneakers.Hastily Jamole had gotten ready for work.“Have you forgotten I am still the poor janitor and I must report to work earlier than others? Besides it has been a snowy weekend and I got to remove the snow at the garden and surroundings before weak ass boss spanks me.”They burst into a heavy laughter.“Susan rode her wheelchair to his side, brought out her phone and smiled idly once her gaze fell upon her screen. She never realized the message from social media until now.Stella had tagged her to a photo she had with Anderson while they were loved up in bed and wrote a quarrelsome message to it;All loved up with someone’s hubbySusan knew the message was directed at her because she was the only one she tagged and besides she had been expecting some sort of retaliation from her after the marriage proposal from Roger which she r
It had been long since Zhang hosted a board meeting. And his staff at Zhang Group knew that whenever he held one then a crucial matter was about to be discussed.Recently on the desk of Zhang were numerous newspaper and magazines that featured the success of Swan Airline. The billionaire had been following up the success of an airline he thought was going to amount to failure.And to think that he declined an opportunity to go into joint venture with Swan Airline was more maddening.Usually during board meeting as this he would invite an expert who would brief Zhang Group on the latest business strategy and trend.This very board had the presence of a Spanish-English business guru who would hint them on the business trend of the moment.Zhang had been very much relaxed and thrilled with the business expert who educated them on the dos and donts of business. But never did he expect Swan airline to be used as reference.This was a slap on his face.“Take for instance Swan Airline,” the e
Jamole was scooping the snow from the parking lot when a convoy of Bentley continental GT and Rolls Royce Phantom drove into the premises. He was sure the company wasn’t expecting any VIP so this could probably be a close associate.Jamole paused what he was doing, dimmed his eyes and focused his gaze on the plate number;CEO Zhang Meng.“Zhang Meng?” he contemplatedAnd his frown thickened while he got busier with the snow.The customized plate number caught his attention and he breathed uneasily and already perceived why the billionaire was here.With the corner of his eyes, he was gazing at them noticing as the security alighted and opened the door for Zhang to alight. Once his gaze locked into Zhang’s smiling face, he hissed and continued scooping the snow, recalling all that he did to him.“Finally you have come to meet with me but I am going to make you pay. Fool,” Jamole said in his mind while he worked on.Once Zhang paused to stare at Jamole, his security did same, wondering w
When the elevator dropped Zhang on the 20th floor which was supposed to lead him to Susan’s office, he was stopped by a well-suited security.“Excuse me sir,” the security stopped him with his hand, “May I know who you are and the office you intend to visit?“Oh my God! Is it that these fools don’t know who I am?” he contemplated ion his mind, while a huge frown stood on his face.He managed to smile briefly, “I am amazed you don’t know who I am in this Antipolo,” Zhang said, “Do I need introduction. Don’t you know who I am? Don’t you know I am the brain behind the automobile in Antipolo?”With hands pocketed, Zhang almost fumed at the security but for one moment, he tolerated them.One of the securities replied him, “There are many billionaires in Antipolo. You don’t expect me to know all of them. However since you don’t want to introduce yourself, we may not proceed to the next protocol.”Zhang raised a shocking brow, “Protocol? Listen, I am Zhang Meng and I am the CEO of Zhang Group