“I can’t believe I am hanging out with a man after my previous heartbreak. Perhaps knowing you could fix my heart,” Stella said, sitting opposite Charles at the Spanish café.Charles corked a smile. A few hours ago Stella had hounded him about the true identity of the anonymous heir and he hoped the reason she earnestly wanted to date him wasn’t because of her interest in knowing the anonymous heir.“Virtually everyone faces heartbreak. I guess your ability to heal matters most. Regrettably all the women I dated were as a result of office romance.”“Office romance?” Stella beamed and Roger came to mind. One thing she wasn’t going to discuss with Charles was her romance with Roger, “Well office romance is not the reason for heartbreak. I think it is based on the individuals involved. All the men I dated were gold diggers.”“And all the women I dated were bitches,” Charles mimicked her.They burst into a cracking laughter and struggled with breath.“I guess you are as much humorous as I
When Stella thought she was going to embrace happiness after Charles promised to reveal the heir’s identity to her , a disaster struck.Roger and Susan were about to rip her heart apart again with their trending romance.She was driving home when her phone beeped with a message. With curiosity hanging in her eyes, she was expecting tons of messages from Charles whom she perceived must have sent her message about who the heir was.This was the only message she was expecting at the time and nothing more.She was eager to check the message that just came on her phone; not even the busy road could stop her from checking it. With one hand she steered the wheel, and with the other hand she surfed through her phone.Promptly the wheels on her car screeched across the road as she stepped on the break. Her car came to a screeching halt. Blood drained from her face as she saw the image of Susan displaying Gross Diamond Stiletto on social media.She winked severally and rubbed her eyes to be
They all watched keenly as Jamole made purchase of a unique kind of wine. The fact was that Jamole never anticipated they were chilling at the café. And even now he was struggling inwards to see if he could hide any form of suspicion.He was returning to the villa when he thought about replacing his whiskey with another wine which was auctioned at the beverage house few days ago. Jamole had watched the auction on TV and then decided he would purchase it for the toast he planned to have with his father in law.His meeting Stella and her friends was coincidental.With the corner of his eyes he often stole a glance at them to see if they were staring at him.Regardless, Jamole knew they would be discussing him now, so the moment they laughed he perceived they were making jest of him.He had made payment for the wine, even the bartender was shocked when Jamole made a transfer of a whopping $ 1 million for Romanee Conti 1945.That very wine had been in the shelf for over six months without
Charles had phoned Stella to meet him at room 101, Century Hotel. And she showed up, though a little bit disguised as a man just to keep preying eyes away. She wished she could turn down Charles’ desire to have her in bed, but for her quest of knowing the identity of the anonymous heir.Her mind was made up to know the heir and woo him; she couldn’t wait to get hooked up with him.This would be her little secret; no one would know she was sleeping with the new auditor just to get a first hand information about the identity of the anonymous heir.She had never been desperate; but it was worth it; she only thought it was worth it because she had too many men she needed to teach a lesson; Roger James and her ex-husband Jamole.She only thought she was on the right path to vengeance, but little did she know that Jamole was more ruthless and a silent killer.A knock came on the door and Charles welcomed her into the suite. She met him under the duvet in bed, all ready for the rump.Unknown
“Her name is Stella Pitcher,” Charles intoned once he dropped the photo on the table before his cousin, Anderson, “She is coming to meet you. She will be mad over you. She will be willing to give you her spirit soul and body,”Anderson cleared his throat and took the photo of Stella , “What a pretty damsel. Why would she be mad over me? We don’t know each other and I don’t think such a classic lady would want a pauper like me…”Charles flipped open his briefcase and slammed a wad of dollars on the table, followed by a car key and other bunch of keys.“My boss Jamole Cadry is willing to hire you for the job if only you will deliver. You will have all of this to boost your status as a rich heir to Swan Group.”Anderson widened his gaze at him. “Impersonation? But Jamole Cadry is the heir; that I know very well. Why would he want me to impersonate him?”Charles lit a cigar. “Anderson. Not only are you my cousin, but I have known you as a smart ass. Beside you told me you can do the job.”
Jamole had a quiet time in the pent house. He was relaxed to a table of Whiskey Sour but more remarkably was the executed master plan for Swan Airline.“I have everything in place now except a budget for salary. How do I pay the workers?” he contemplated within himself, staring dimly at the master plan.A thought hit him in the head and he rebuked it. For the second time the thought came again. It was an idea to go and seek the interest of Zhang perhaps since he was into automobiles, he would be interested to invest in Swan Airline.But as usual if he would visit Zhang he would go as a marketer.“I can’t run an airline without hiring labor and if I hire labor, I will pay the staff salary. If only Zhang will not be an ass and invest in this airline,” he contemplated in his mind and gulped his drink.The next day Jamole rode his scooter to Zhang Group where he met a band of hostile security that wouldn’t let him go in.”“You again?” one of the securities groaned, pointing irritatingly at
The next day at work, Stella had bubbles of pride in her veins. Gone were the days she hurried to work. Now she had found the anonymous heir she walked majestically to work and never responded to greetings or returned compliments.She had found the anonymous heir and in two days she would be having her first date with the apparent heir to the multibillion Swan Group in the Caribbean.She was going to hurt Roger by first letting him know she had found the heir; she would rub it on his face and thereafter sack him and reduce him to poverty. This was the vengeance she had been rehearsing for some days now.Roger could go ahead to borrow money from Antipolo Central Bank to buy Susan luxuries. He would only be a cast away and waster because there was actually an heir; who would be having a date with her soon. As for Susan, she leant the heir was her husband. She should be ready to weep blood because she would snatch him from her; she would charm him and lock him in her heart. He would be
Stella and her folks relaxed to a table of wine, spirit and cigar at the Spanish café as they praised Stella for her dauntless effort to get hold on the identity of the anonymous heir.They were yet to believe that Stella had finally found a man virtually all the girls in Antipolo were wishing to date.Excitedly Vivian, Zara and Kennedy almost quarreled with one another in their bid to have a look at the anonymous heir on Stella’s phone.“Oh my gosh! He is so cute!” Zara intoned, blushing and putting her hand on her bust, “Look at those pink lips and blue brooding eyes as the ocean!” she admired and smacked her lips lustfully. “Already his looks radiate wealth.”“He is on a private jet, of course his private jet,” Vivian corrected and gazed upon Stella, “Hey babe, indeed you are made. You have to consider yourself worthy and blessed…”Kennedy asked after humming, “What is the name of this anonymous heir if may ask?” he surfed through more photos of Anderson.Stella blushed and sensuou