With the way at which Jamole was going about his pretense and disguise no one would know he was the mysterious billionaire that gifted Jade and his mom the mansion.Pointing at the bar, Jade said, “Hey friend I have Pisco Sour, Sidecar, Tom Collin and what have you. Nice drinks. Make a choice.”Once they took their favorite drinks, they sat to it and discussed the trending news of the moment. Jade took out his phone and opened to social media.“My heart really goes to Stella at this time.” He turned his phone to the view of Jamole before affirming, “To be frank with you I have never seen a post go this viral. As of today, it has one million likes. The news is making the round…”Jamole interposed him, “I wonder how she exists at the office and among family, especially we that know she is Rogers’ girlfriend. She is definitely going to go naught. Heartbreak eats up the sanity meaning she may go insane any moment.”Jade corked an eyebrow after dragging a sip. “You speak as one that has be
Jade was chilling to a flute of Whisky Sour over the weekend when an ear-splitting yell of his name rang from outside. Puzzled, he sprang to his feet and answered the door to see it was Andre.His face was red with anger.“Hey what’s up buddy?” Jade greeted, “Why do you look angry?”The gloominess on his face could make one take to his heels. But that was not all, Andre was all tears, sobbing into his palm as he barely could speak fluently.Seeing that Andre was overshadowed by his emotion, Jade beckoned on him to join him in his bedroom so that he could perk up and share his trouble with him.But they had barely sat to their drinks when Andre wailed, “Have you been credited with your salary? Have you received your salary?”Wondering why he was hounding him with such question he replied anyways, “Yes. I got paid yesterday being Friday. After work I was on my home when I got alert for my salary.” He peered at his beholder whose eyes were weighed with tears now.Andre brought out his pho
Jamole had wet ears about Roger planning to visit Susan in her office, so he stayed back and pretended he was busy dusting the wares in her office. He did this to know what Roger was up to since of late he had made Susan’s office his destination.In a jiffy a pair of shoe knocked somewhere close by and they perceived it was Roger. Already before his arrival Susan and Jamole were in their best formal behavior and never gave the impression that they were couples.They often avoided all forms of intimacy around the confines of the office since the camera could capture them and leak their secret. If Jamole would continue to disguise as a poor janitor, they would have to pretend to be perpetual enemies and never get to ruin Jamole’s plan bringing Roger and Stella to book.On the side of Jamole he would have to keep his revenge discrete, making sure Susan never got to know Stella was his ex-wife., and the evil she did with Roger.While Jamole dusted the wares and surfaces in the office, Su
Roger continued to convince Susan. “She can go to hell if she feels anything for me. I have never known her. I don’t feel anything for that prostitute who has tried all her best to seduce me.”“Really?” Susan intoned.“Yeah.”All the while Stella perched at the door; she was on the verge of entering Susan’s office to give her a file when she paused at the door to listen to them.“Oh my God,” she murmured within herself, her arms gagging her mouth before she took out her phone to record them.Being frustrated beyond repair, Stella broke down in tears after hearing all the ill remarks Roger said about her. She squatted, her arms on her head as she wept quietly.“How could you say this about me, Roger?” she wailed in mumble. “Is it because I am not the billionaire’s daughter? I gave you my soul, my body and my heart. I sacrificed my marriage for your sake…” her voice broke out as her body trembled in hurt.Most times Stella would pinch herself just to know if reality or imagination was ha
It was Friday party at the club and Stella was sober, secluded and lost in thought. While Zara, Vivian and Kennedy partied into the night, she smoked in tears, recalling each time she had spent with Roger, sacrifices she had made for him.Her marriage she gave up for him.Over night she had been turned into a spectacle; she had become famous for negative reasons; virtually every finger pointed at her whenever she found herself in public functions.And all everyone could say about her now was, “She is roger’s unfortunate girlfriend.”While Stella was swallowed in thought, staring at Roger’s sizable picture, Zara nudged her on the side.“Don’t tell me you are still bothered about that gold digger,” she said, dancing to a tune and stepping towards her.“I thought I told you to destroy his photos in your wallet. And I am quite sure you are still sharing bed with Roger. Didn’t you two make love last night?”That was the voice of Vivian who was done dancing but not done smoking.Kennedy was
Susan Pablo was driving home in a convoy of Rolls Royce when a fleet of Austin Martins and Lamborghini double crossed her and brought her Rolls Royce Phantom to a screeching halt.Flanked about by hefty looking security, Susan Pablo knew she would always be safe should any trouble arise. And in cases of shoot out her luxury super cars were bullet proofs. This she took solace in and often dared to relax during violent situations.She took off her sunshades and shot a glance at her security. “What the hell is happening?” she queried her securities who were as puzzled as she was, “Who the hell is that?” she queried yet further stretching her neck to see if the offender had alighted.But nobody seemed to be alighting from any of the cars.It seemed scary and suspicious.“I can’t tell, boss,” one of the securities replied and bowed. “But I guess whoever it is has come for trouble. Nevertheless we will put everything under check and repel danger. You have no reason to panicky, boss,” the sec
Roger sat before Susan in her office; they had barely spoken to each other and Susan was inwardly rehearsing the next action Jamole told her to execute.Jamole had instructed her to render Roger broke so he was going to make any mistake about it.Meanwhile Roger had come to lament over his salary; just like everyone thought he countered himself more privileged and special to the Pablos ; his salary shouldn’t be tampered with.“Sweetie,” he called pointing her attention to a paper, “Are you aware of this?” he queried, pointing emphatically at the signature of the anonymous heir, “My salary was seized by the anonymous heir.” His eyes became aflame. “This is unfair.”In pretense she raised a thick brow, “Oh your salary was seized. I am not aware of this. This is the absolute decision of the heir to Swan Group and I don’t think I have the guts to query him…”Roger made a face at her. “Are you kidding me? You are Susan Pablo the only child to Swan Pablo. You should have equal authority with
Jamole was busy dusting the office supplies in Stella’s office when she barged in and almost got startled .“How many times am I going to warn you to clean my office in my presence? Why are you so daft and poor at the same time?”While she fumed at Jamole she dared to wipe her eyes and sniff back tears just to make sure she left no trace of hurt. Roger had hurt her a while ago and she wouldn’t want to give Jamole the impression that she and Roger were about to go their separate ways.“Apologies ma’am,” Jamole bowed and raised his head smiling mockingly, “Um , ma’am the marriage proposal saga is still trending.”Stella corked a frown.Jamole mocked her, “Come on don’t give me that look as if you don’t know what I am talking about,” he said when she made a straight face.Stella pretended and asked, “I beg your pardon. What do you mean by that statement?” her jaw slacked as she winked in fear of what Jamole was about to say.Jamole sounded more emphatic by bringing out his phone and showi