Three weeks later…..Fear is truly a powerful motivator.Less than three days after he ordered his staff to comply with his new rules, they fell into place like ants marching up a hill.Of course, Sean caught terrible whispers about him from time to time, but that never changed the fact that he was now the CEO.His idea, on the other hand, proved to be a genius. As each department turned in its statement of yearly allocation of its share of the budget and the revised one, things started to fall into place.The gaps were easier to spot, making his way more easier to find out who was padding up the budget, siphoning huge amounts of money.Next up, is phase two of his plan.Reaching out to Rebecca, Sean called for another meeting.This time, he took his words back revising his statement.In these exact words, he told them…“I am so happy with everyone's compliance with my previous orders but now I think it's time to give another.” He glanced around, meeting every person's eyes. “Your yea
Hadley was wise enough not to poke the sleeping bear farther than he could handle, and he retreated glancing down in submission.“Why did you do it?” Sean asked, curious as to what would drive him so far to siphon such huge amounts.“I don't have to answer you.” Hadley spat, defiance in his eyes.Sean put back a smile. “You think so?”He nods, dumbly following what Sean says. “Yes. Even if it is true that you're the Lambert heir and owner of the company, I think you don't deserve it.”Each word was aimed to hit him at the lowest point. Sean's icy facade threatened to crack but he stomped down on his feelings.“Whoever entrusted something so priceless into your hands must be a fool!” Hadley was still talking, driving a wedge between Sean's beliefs.“That's enough!” Sean yelled, his hand raised to punch Hadley.Using every ounce of willpower he had, Sean held back from punching him, his hands hovering a couple of inches above Hadley's face.Nobody moved, enraptured by the scene unfoldin
Sean was so happy that he could kiss Rebecca if he found her.It took a long, extremely slow week before he was able to meet with Moriah but as he walked up the steps of her building, it was worth it.Moriah was only able to confirm her availability a few days ago but it was worth it when he got a message from her, with an address on where to meet.It was a five-star hotel where the likes of billionaires and famous actors or singers were used.Of course, that would be Moriah Lambert's go-to choice.“Sir, your coat?” Sean was stopped by a butler in a fitted suit. It took a minute before Sean understood what he meant, shrugging off his jacket to hand it over to the man.“Thank you.” He murmured.This was his first time being in such a prestigious place, and it took every ounce of willpower not to stand at the center of the lobby with his mouth dropping open in shock.The ceiling was about eight to ten feet tall, giving the environment a royal feeling. Chandeliers hung from the ceiling,
The Next Day….“Sir, right this way.” A fierce-looking man clad in a tight black suit cut his way through the crowd to guide Sean up the stairs.When Moriah got back to him last night- which he didn't expect such a quick response- asking him to meet her at the headquarters, Lambert Incorporated, Sean wasn't expecting such a large crowd gathered outside awaiting him.How the hell did they even know he was here?“What's going on?” Sean straightened his jacket which was slightly rumpled in the crush.A glance at the entrance showed an even larger crowd gathered out front, more people at the entrance. “Word got leaked to the press that you would be turning up here.” The man answered, halting at the elevator.It had a red sign which showed it was in use, so they had to wait a bit.Sean was comfortable with the silence, even though it wracked his nerves skyrocketing his anxiety through the roof. The elevator dinged and opened up seconds later, a woman and a man who all loved you walked ou
The new office Moriah ushered Sean into was way bigger than anything he ever expected.It had floor to ceiling windows with a view that overlooked the city.It was beautiful and very high. Sean was guessing they were on the top floor having used an elevator to get this far.It made him feel bigger in some weird way, the office, it's view…just standing here alone chsnged him.“So, do you like it?” Moriah asked, walking across the room.Sean soun around slowly, taking in the view once more trying to detach himself from the setting as if a stranger walked in.The wall were painted a muted grey, expensive artwork hanging on them. Then to the left was a bookcase filled with books he would term ‘power books'. The ones that elevated your state of thinking, introducing you to the wealthy mindset.There was a huge ask desk smack dab in the middle of the office, as well as a small cabinet.Everything was immaculate and well arranged, waiting for his arrival.Sean made a mental note to have them
Two Months later….“Sir, Sir, wait up!” Rebecca ran after Sean her hand stretched out holding a file. Sean stopped talking and his detail stopped with him too.“What is it, Rebecca, I have to get on the air in less than thirty minutes.” He warned sternly.Fortunately, two months together has taught Rebecca not to take Sean's words to heart, he was quite terrible working under pressure.“I know and um, you're going to need this.” She panted, handing over the file.Sean took it without a word, flipping through its contents. He realized that it was his opening speech and brief of what he had planned to say during the interview.Well damn, that just changed everything.“I had no idea I forgot it.” His face stretched into a smile. “What would I do without you?”“Nothing really, but remember that thought the next time you're angry at me and threaten to fire me.” Rebecca teased, walking backward while simultaneously shooing him away. “You're going to be late…sir.”Sean only nodded, spinning
“Honey, how'd it go with your business deal today?” Mina, Amelia's mother asked David, her father.His lips peel back in a tooth grin, bits of food staining his teeth. “Great! Guess what, we even managed to close the deal.”“Really?” Mina squealed, reaching out to touch David. “Honey, that's good news!” She turned to face Amelia. “Is that true?”Amelia like the ever dutiful daughter nods in accordance. “Yes Daddy, we're proud of you.”Mina kept showering praises on her husband, intoxicated with the sound of dollar bills raining down on her.Amelia just picked up her food, not hungry. Evenings at home were becoming quite boring and repetitive, making Amelia crave something of her own.Dinner was David's favorite, pot roast and turkey.Two horrible things that Amelia hated but she managed to shovel some down her throat so she didn't look ungrateful.“So Amelia honey, what's going on with you? You've been quiet over there.” David popped out the question.Amelia chewed her food slowly, bu
Mina called out to Jason, wanting him to see who was on the screen…the man whom they wrote off a couple of months ago.Amelia's brother, Jason came down the stairs with airpods plugged into his ears. “What is it?”Mina just pointed to the TV, waiting for Jason to catch up.His eyes widened in surprise when he took in Sean sitting there cooly, interviewed before thousands of people. “Yo, isn't that Sean? The slimy dude who didn't marry Amelia?”“Why don't you try and tone it down huh?” David griped, reaching for a glass of juice behind him.Mina patted the seat next to her and Jason sat down. The rest of them were quiet for the next five minutes, listening to Sean speak.It was ironic in a way, months back they would never have listened that attentively.Sean was talking about a new business Lambert Incorporated was working on, and by his estimation, it was worth billions of dollars.A lot of money for a man who hasn't come in contact with it before.Mina watched Sean, an idea sproutin
“So you’re going to do the wedding before you start to show? Why not do it after?” Maeve asked as they lay upside down on the couch. She had a permanent smile on her face these days and Amber liked to joke that she was receiving great sex from Ivan. They had been under the covers for way too long and finally announced their relationship over Sean’s takeover dinner last week, of course none of them were surprised even Mrs Lambert had teased them about it. Sean had passed all the requirements and Clement was serving Jail term for the next two years. Sean knew if he came out he would seek revenge again but he was going to gloat in the beauty of having a wife with him, at the end of the takeover night when he was crowned CEO, he went down on one knee and proposed to Chloe.“Sean wants it soon,” Chloe answered, fidgeting with her sheets.“Sean wants it or you want it? You don’t listen to what he says and he does all you ask!” Amber retorted and they laughed.“I don’t think there’s any ne
The beep from the EKG monitor was the only sound present in the room. Sean had sat just as he was seated throughout the night, holding Chloe’s hands as she received the treatment, the doctors had done a mini surgery and removed the bullet. He also cleaned up the injury and she was still unconscious, Chloe’s eyes had only fluttered open once in the night and the only thing she had said was “Sean” and she went back to sleep.“Are you sure I shouldn’t switch with you? You’ve been keeping watch throughout the night.” Maeve asked him her concern was clear in her eyes. Sean scoffed and shook his head.“No. This is my fault, all of it is my fault and now she is probably fighting for her life.” Maeve sighed. “She's not fighting for her life. The doctor said she’s safe, all that’s left is for her to receive proper treatment. Allow the nurse to stitch up your wounds and let me spend time with my sister.”Her final words did the trick, Sean nodded and stood up, pushing back the chair. “If she
“Your stupid boyfriend is here! How did he locate us?” Drake panicked as the police officer’s voice sounded from the speaker again. He didn’t know how to act or what to say.“Don’t ask me” Chloe muttered under her breath, feeling her chest bustling with emotions, she was finally going to be away from the shackles of captors and ropes!“You have bad taste in men.” He concluded and she raised an amused brow as he continued. “Listen to me, just agree that you wanted to stay away, that way nobody gets hurt. Not you, not me.” Chloe pretended to be lost in thought. A few seconds before her head snapped up and she looked at him.“No, I won’t be doing that, I'd rather die than let you go scot free and I mean that in every possible way.” She snapped at him and immediately he pulled out a knife again and wrapped his left hand around her neck, he placed the knife on her neck and led them downstairs, Chloe groaned in his hands, acting up to hide this year that she felt when he pressed the knife a
Sean would remember to give Amber a hug when next he saw her because apparently, she had the foresight to dial 911 and halfway through their pummeling, the cops showed up. The whole place was surrounded, escaping was out of the plan, Clement wanted nothing but to pluck out his brother's eyes but the cops had their own plan which involved he conflict ending peacefully.Everyone of them including Maeve and Amber were placed in the vehicle and driven off to the station. Only Drake and Chloe were not there which made pissed Sean off especially when he had his eyes on her less done twenty minutes ago.His first instinct had been to drag her out of his arms but holding on to Camille had made that impossible. Camille now sat at the corner of the van looking out the window wondering how she had managed to end up in this exact place again. Maeve was all cuddled up on Ivan in a cozy position, and he made a mental note to ask Ivan what was going on between them later.“Amber,” he muttered an
Waiting for Clement didn’t take long, he came forty minutes later, the sound of his car was the first thing they heard and it was Drake who brought their attention to it. Amber, Maeve and Ivan immediately left, then Sean followed with Camille and stood behind the large banister at the living room exit, hiding his view.Sean's heart was racing at a mile per minute and he prayed that nothing went wrong so they were able to get Chloe. Camille wanted to say something but he pressed his hand over her lips firmly. “If this goes wrong because of you, trust me I will invent ten thousand ways to slowly kill you, so shut up!” He hissed.“If you don’t have something reasonable to say then I swear I will shoot you right here right now” Clement growled as he walked over to where Drake stood with Chloe, he bent toward her and held her chin. “Hello Chloe, I trust they’ve been treating you poorly.” “You don't need to worry about me, it seems you have bigger problems,” she said to him, and he chuckle
The gun remained on Drake's head and the knife remained on Chloe’s neck as the three of them walked into the building again. If Ivan knew better he would have taken the risk and fought her out of Drake's hands, but who was going to believe a man hardened by life’s many struggles would hesitate to cut his prisoner's neck wide open. The knife to her neck was causing Drake to feel sick in the stomach but his fate would be much worse if he let her go without Clement’s consent. “We’re in here!” Maeve called shakily from what looked like it used to be the living room of the mansion, when the three of them came into full view and Ivan saw that Sean had Camille he dropped his weapon. “What in the hell happened here?” He gasped, subconsciously shielding Maeve from any stray bullets that may be fired.“Sean, Maeve!” Chloe cried out loud, all her emotions concentrated into that one word. She wanted to say more and even run into all their arms but Drake placed his palm over her mouth. Ivan watc
Their plan was in motion and the girls had proved to be more useful than not. Sean had suggested Trevor stay back while the rest of them spread out in Aviline, a slim in downtown New York.It was a spot where the low or the lower class lived, just like Trevor had described.The young man was more useful than not and Sean was going to make sure he fulfilled his promise, but first…“Have you texted Clement?” Sean asked Ivan and he nodded, in response, bringing out the phone to show him the text.Amber and Maeve were standing a few feet away from them, lost in their own discussion. It was going to surprise Chloe to come out and see that her sister had made a friend in Amber who she originally hated a lot.Ivan flashed the phone in front of him reading the chat out loud.“Yes, you said ‘Chloe is missing, have you heard anything from anywhere that suggests foul play?’” “Well I guess that’s convincing enough. Andrea is back in the house as back up. She will call the cops if we don’t show up
“If you honestly say a word, I’ll stuff my hands in your mouth.” Dufus threatened and she was quiet, she had lost strength and zeal, her despair was crawling over her and she wondered how long this torture would have to go on for.After Drake left, he didn't come back and instead they sent this Dufus guy to take over because she hadn't seen him since then almost like Drake couldn't stand the sight of her.From the beats and pieces of conversations that she heard she realized that she was being moved, as they handled her roughly, pushing against her as she got in the car, shoving her roughly into the new space before pulling off a blindfold.This new place that they took her to was even worse than the last, dank corners with rusted irons scattered about. The smell was horrible and she could see that a section of the ceiling was leaking, leaving a puddle on the floor. The conditions were worse than jail and her heart bubbled with hatred for Clement.If she ever saw him, she would proba
They settled in a corner of the pub, Ivan and Sean on one side and Camille sat pretty opposite, she had the air of someone who felt in charge and her cockiness was enraging Sean.Ivan noticed and patted him on his arms, urging him to remain calm. Ivan leaned forward and pushed one of the beer bottles Fatima had brought, towards her. It was her third bottle.“So, you are here to see your former captor, get a closer look?” Camille asked as she took a large gulp of the lukewarm drink, Sean had taken a bottle and decided he had enough but she was still going at three. It definitely pointed to some kind of celebratory mood.“No actually, we need your help on something,” Ivan told her and Sean watched as his friend delved into an Oscar award-winning act, his face twisting into a concerned one.“Recently, one of our friends went missing, we didn’t know if it was a voluntary ghosting or an actual case so we are being more on the low profile side. She was last seen in this area, I was hoping s