“Wait! What did you include in the application letter?” Samantha asked with a curious face as she gazed at him directly in the eyes while he only chuckled, not uttering a word. She became furious at his action as she walked forward, heaving a sigh before she talked. “Bryan, I am talking to you. Give me the reply that I want.” She said, and he slowly ended his chuckle, smiling viciously at her while her frown only intensified.“Oh, stop the ridiculous question, Sam. If at all you want to know what was in the paper that you clearly signed, you can go through it. You have your copy with you, right? Or you have thrown it in the trash can?” He asked with a hint of sarcasm in his tone as he chuckled dryly. Samantha got angrier by the minute as she took a deep breath, unable to decide what to feel at that particular time because she had a mixture of feelings.“I do not care whatever that letter entailed. You gave me a job and I accepted, only for me to find out that the job does not exist a
Michael heaved a heavy sigh as he walked slowly on the walkway back to where he was staying. He could not take his mind off the embarrassment that he had just experienced in Darius's office. “How can he order them to bundle me out?” He asked himself in disbelief as he continued to walk slowly as if he were counting his steps. He could not take a cab back home, as he was already low on cash. His phone began to buzz, and he brought out his phone to see who was calling, but no name showed. He hissed, placing his phone back in his pocket, and continued his walk.He was so lost in thought that he was not aware of the car that kept honking at him to leave the way. Suddenly, a grown man, about the same age ran towards him, tapping him slowly on the shoulder and he jolted completely halting his steps. He noticed quickly that he had diverted to the road and ran back to the hallway, gesturing to the cars, not to be angry. “Get yourself together, man!” One of the drivers said as he zoomed off.
“Is that not Michael?” Damien asked, and Eric could only nod as he tried to hide his face and avoid looking too much in their direction so as not to stir any suspicion. “But who is this lady with him?” He asked, raising an eyebrow as he slowly watched them go into the VIP session. Damien kept mute for a moment as he watched and walked into the other side of the restaurant.“I don't know her either. But I have seen her here a couple of times. She always sits at the VIP session.” Damien said, and Eric tilted his head to look at him. A lot of questions ran through his mind and he did not know where exactly to start from.“She must be well-to-do. How did they know each other?” He asked again, and Damien shook his head, thinking of what to say.“I have no idea who she is.” He said, and Eric gave a nod, heaving a sigh as he thought of the next question.“That was close. What if we had stayed in the VIP session too? There was no way he was not going to believe that we fooled him into thinki
“I will be down shortly,” Samantha replied, and the call ended immediately. Samantha turned abruptly to face Bryan, who was watching her while she made her call.“I know! I know. Your husband is here. Go and meet him. You have five minutes to get whatever you want to get and get back here.” He said, tilting his head to look at his computer screen. Samantha heaved a sigh as she could not bring herself to say a word. She only turned reluctantly, walking out of the office slowly, and Bryan had no choice but to watch her as she walked out.“Good morning ma'am.” Eric greeted the receptionist as he walked into the building. She looked at him from head to toe and back to his face before she replied.“Good morning. How may I help you?” She asked, raising her eyebrows, making her look curious.“I am here to see Samantha.” He said sharply, and she tilted her head to look at what he was holding. “Are you the delivery guy?” She asked as she tilted her head back to look at him, he chuckled softly
“Have you met with the person who seized your house? At least he should allow you to get some of your stuff before he seals it totally.” Emily said as she drove slowly. He heaved a sigh, tilting his head to look at her while she concentrated on the road.“Yes. Yes, I was actually coming from his office when you saw me earlier.” Michael said, tilting his head to look at the road. “What did he say?” Emily asked, eager to know what went on between them.“He did not listen to me. He had me bundled out of his company. I stood there embarrassed and only wished that I could turn back the hands of time.” Michael said slowly as if he were counting his words as he spoke them. “That's cruel of him. He should not have done that.” She said, expressing how disappointed she was at what she had heard. “It's fine,” Michael said, heaving a sigh as he did not want to talk about it anymore.“Currently there is no vacancy in our company. But I will keep looking around to see if there is any job for you
Samantha knocked on the door to Bryan's office, waiting for him to respond, and he did almost immediately.“Come in!” He yelled, and she went in, walking slowly to where he was seated. “I don't know what your intentions are, but I assure you that, I will work here for six months and I won't have anything to do with you.” She said, and he slowly tilted his head to look at her.“First of all, that is not the ideal way to talk to your boss.” He said taken a break, and Samantha slowly frowned as she tilted her head away. “Secondly, I am happy to know that you have finally accepted to work here. And trust me, baby, six months is enough to get what I want from you.” He said, giving her a lustful look, and she gave him a fierce look.“You are so delusional.” She said, and he began to chuckle, lowering his head slowly as he shook his head.“We will see who is. Welcome to the Connor Empire.” He said again, clapping his hands slowly. “What should I call you?” He said, raising his eyebrow as
Michael sat on the edge of his bed, in deep thought about how his life had turned out within the last few days. He heaved a sigh as he, slowly, leaned backward to rest his back on the pillow. “How did it get to this?” He wondered as he took a deep breath, wiping his face slowly with his palm. “I will deal with Eric for causing me so much pain and frustration.” He whispered to himself as he exhaled rapidly. His mind soon drifted off for a moment as his mind wandered off to his mom. His heart skipped a beat as he suddenly realized that he had not spoken to her for days.He tilted his head slowly, looking at the other side of the bed as he hoped to find his phone, but his phone was not in sight. He stood up quickly, tilting his head rapidly to the other side of the bed to check properly, and then his gaze caught the phone lying on the table close to the wall of the room. He exhaled, heavily, as he stood up to get his phone and intended to call his mom. He dialed the contact and waited an
Lydia left the sitting room to her room immediately, and Michael got the hint that she did not want him to listen to her conversation over the phone. He heaved a sigh as he slowly walked away from the sitting room and headed back to his room. As soon as he got into his room, he exhaled heavily, covering his face with his both palms as he leaned backward against the door. Different thoughts ran through his mind at that time, and he remembered that he had an unfinished discussion with his Mom. He walked swiftly to the bed to grab his phone, and he met some missed calls on his phone.“Why is this son of a bitch calling?” He asked himself as he scoffed, looking away from his phone for a moment. He contemplated whether to return the call or not. He heaved a sigh as he sat on the edge of the bed. “Does he know about the casual work? He should not rub off his bad luck on me.” He thought as he leaned backward to rest his back on the pillow. At this point, he had made up his mind not to return