“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
The question dragged smiles across Jamole’s face but he grinned as his chin still hurt. He lowered his gaze and didn’t want Susan to see the swollen chin Zhang’s security gave him.Susan was at his side now, peering at him, “Who did this to you? Did you have a messy fight with Andre?” she asked such question because Andre was the only bully that came to mind when she saw the swollen chin.Jamole hesitated, still struggling to look away. But it was too late. His pink, swollen chin was right before Susan.“Talk to me and I will get the bully arrested this minute. This madness got to stop. I can’t wait to put Andre behind bars! This is…”“It is not Andre,” Jamole intoned and sighed heavily before fondling with his fingers, “It is Zhang’s security. I went visiting him today to go into joint venture with us since I can’t afford salary for our airline staff…”Courage and audacity possessed his voice.“Zhang did this to you? That bastard billionaire? Did you get physical with him? Why would h
All over Antipolo, news about Swan Airline was making the round. In less than twenty four hours journalist and paparazzi flooded Swan Villa to meet with Swan Pablo and congratulate him.Everyone wanted to meet with the anonymous heir who was the brain behind the airline, but was disappointed by his mysterious absence.Swan Pablo astonished by the recognition of the media and the entire public.At Swan Group Roger couldn’t avoid the news; he stood staring at the TV virtually all day, with anxiety hanging in his eyes he couldn’t wait to meet Swan and query her for keeping the airline secret.Already Roger was popping wine and making a toast to the success of Swan; his only pain was Susan’s delay in accepting his marriage proposal. He couldn’t wait to be heir to this multi billion Swan Group. There was so much wealth to inherit, especially now Swan Airline had been launched.Once he peeped through the window, he saw Susan and her security alighting from her Rolls Royce and he got hold of
Zhang Meng and his entourage arrived at the airport in a convoy of Ferrari and Lamborghini. He had a business trip to make. His destination was Beijing but due to technical issues, he couldn’t fly on his private jet.He needed a private jet so urgently because he must be in Beijing before dusk the next day. His private jet just disappointed him and he wasn’t happy about it.One of his securities scurried to his side with some papers“Boss we have arranged a private jet for you. I guess you are going to enjoy it…”Puzzled Zhang dragged a suspicious brow once he caught sight of the tickets in the hand of the security.“Can I see what is in your hand?” he took the tickets from him, “Swan Airline? Has Swan finally launched their airline? When did they do this? He queried and was left gapingOne of securities bowed, “Boss I guess you are the only one that doesn’t know about Swan Airline. They just launched into the market two weeks ago.”Jealousy filled his eyes as he snorted, “This is bull
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