"I can't believe is already half a month"
George was staring at the new grave built beside his parents. The grave looked almost the same
"Sometimes, I imagined it to be a nightmare that I would have to wake up to and find out that he was right here with me"
He exhaled, saddened.
"I'm just glad you did a lot for me and even in the short while that we spent together, you were the best Grandfather anyone could ever ask for"
Tears form in his eyes and George blinks. He knows he shouldn't be crying, even though he was still getting used to life as the Consortium Heir.
"You were the only relative I had left, we had such a good time together, I can't believe I am back to being an orphan"
His heart was heavy, nevertheless he was the new owner of the consortium and shouldn't be seen by anyone crying, otherwise they would laugh at him and insult him.
"I think we should go''
"You mean like right now, but you just got here"
"I am done for today"
It was becoming too much for George to fight the tears from falling on his cheeks, and so he turned, walking away with his beautiful assistant, Sawyer right behind him.
She was the granddaughter of Mr. Patrick, the old man who was once his Grandfather's Assistant.
"What's next on my schedule?"
"You have to head over to Kirkland, You need to make an appearance in the branch over there"
When he heard that familiar name, he stiffened, fear engulfed him, he halts but he doesn't show it.
"So should I make plans for a trip to Kirkland?"
"Yes"
Kirkland was the city he had lived in when he was married to Vanessa. The place he had worked, everything that he passed throught was in that city, a lot lingers in his mind but he pushed it away and just looked up the blue sky.
The weather was bright and sunny, another good day to visit the branch of his company in the city of Kirkland and prove that his future was bright. Though it was just a branch, it was one of the richest and most powerful companies in local forces.
George walked to one of the black SUVs that was already waiting for him, and the fleet of cars drove off.
"Do you need anything, sir?"
"No Sawyer, if I need anything I will let you know"
George slips his sunglasses into his eyes gaining some confidence that he was on the right path.
There was no other person who could carry on the reputable family name, now he would have to live up to the legacy that his Parents and Grandfather left behind.
**
However, in the city of Kirkland, Mr. Hanson, one of the managers in the subsidiary company George had worked as a designer, was waiting in the George's company in Kirkland for a cooperation opportunity.
He watched as people walked in and out of the conference room to negotiate terms with the company. He smiles, it was almost his time to walk into the room, meet the representative, and negotiate terms.
Standing up, Mr. Hanson walked towards the conference door when one of the assistants quickly intercepted him.
"I'm sorry sir, but you can no longer go inside"
"Why? It is my turn, I have been waiting here and watching everyone walk in and out of that room"
"We just received an order to wait since the New boss will be here shortly"
"The New Boss?"
Mr Hanson arched up his brow, he was confused. Why does it have to be his turn? He frowned.
"How long do I have to wait? I hate waiting, now open the door and let in so that I can meet the representative"
"You just have to wait, I just received an order and I will not let you into the room, the Boss will be here soon, he is already outside the company"
"I have been here all morning, how come you want me to wait a little longer for your Boss? Doesn't this company know that people have other things to do? I drove down here and need to hurry back, I don't have time to wait another second now let me through"
"Don't make a scene here and just wait, I just informed you that everyone will have to wait for the New Boss, he is outside the company as we speak"
"How dare you people make me wait!"
Mr. Hanson was annoyed that he had missed his chance earlier and had to wait again, Nevertheless, hearing about the New Boss piqued his interest, he was curious to know who that was.
**
Outside the company, many employees gathered.
"I hear we have a New Boss now"
One of the employees said
"I certainly hope he will be more like Mr. Jeremy Hawthorne"
Another female employee adds.
"Yes, Mr. Jeremy was nice but he was old and so a lot of people tried to rip him off, I don't trust most of the managers who worked alongside him, I heard that the last one was caught trying to embezzle funds from the company"
Another employee said
"I don't care about all that, I only hope I get a promotion, do you think he is handsome?"
"I bet he is old like Mr. Jeremy"
A male employee laughs
From almost every corner everyone was talking about the order that they received that the New Boss was coming to the company.
While the employees were discussing it, a fleet of cars arrived.
"He is here!" One of the employees yelled
The bodyguards got out of the car and opened the door, their faces Stoic.
Stepping out of the car, the employees were surprised to see George Hawthorne, all suited up, he was looking strikingly handsome.
"He is so young"
The female employee whispers, her mouth agape. She was not the only one who had that look on her face, everyone was surprised to see that the Chairman was so young, nothing like they had imagined.
"Not just young but Handsome"
However, George didn't try to make eye contact with anyone, he was not used to this sort of attention and everyone looked at him.
When he walked past his previous Manager, Mr. Hanson who was also standing outside waiting to meet the New Boss, he looked at him.
"He looks so familiar, do I know him?"
He was trying to get a good look at his face but the sunglasses made it impossible for him to recognize him.
"The company has made its profit over the past few months but the losses are there as well, if the Company is to continue this way, you know what it means"George was trying to keep his gaze on the CEO of the Kirkland branch this entire time, it was still a little difficult for him to look anyone right into their eyes but he knew he had to since he was the Chairman. His assistant, Sawyer, stood by his side."That's alright, what about the other company you were supposed to look into?""I did look into it, Sir""Tell me about it. However, I would not adjust the positions in the company no matter what, you can still manage it as usual, wouldn't you?""That would be an honour, Sir"The CEO felt relieved. George shot a smile at him, the only thing he wanted was revenge."How many days?""Huh? I don't understand what you are trying to say sir" "How many days will it take to purchase and take control of the company that I told you to look into" "Honestly, I don't remember such a company e
"Vanessa" He whispers, he isn't surprised that she will show up, he is expecting her. However, he came for just his belongings and nothing more. George's gaze didn't part from them as he saw her get down from the car with Damon. George looks at Damon as he puts his hand around Vanessa's waist so protectively."I love this car, Damon" Vanessa had to admit as she stared at the flashy car that was parked at the gate of the House. "Yes it is, it is quite expensive you know, a car like this costs a fortune" Damon adds. He was good with cars as well along with many other things which Vanessa chose for him. "A friend of mine almost went insane trying to sell some of his assets just to buy this car but couldn't meet up. This car has a limited version and only a hundred of them exist in the entire world. Anyone who can afford this kind of car must be filthy rich or close"Vanessa and Damon stood close to the gate admiring George's car without taking notice of the figure who stood at t
As George and Sawyer sat down by the window in La Casa restaurant, one of the most expensive restaurants in the city known for their exquisite dishes, ambiance, and decor too. Booking a reservation means being part of the upper echelon hard due. Every socialite wants to dine here. Given its nice ratings, magazines want an exclusive interview with the owner but have always been unable to.“Here is the report you asked for. Mr. Sebastian will arrive tomorrow. He looks forward to working with you," Sawyer said, handing George the report.“We will see if he is worth my time and if his business is worth investing. I wouldn’t want to waste my time and money on a crappy deal.”Sipping his wine, George flips through the report.“What about what I asked you to look into, have you done that yet?”Sawyer nods her head.“According to my sources, the only reason Mr Wilson is looking for your investment was because he lost half of his money in gambling. He has incurred a huge debt and is now lookin
It was another day at Hems Corporation, George was mobbing the hallway in the company when one of the Managers walks over the already mopped floor, his shoes were muddy, he sneered at George as he met his weak gaze. "You wanna say something?" He shouted and George just shook his head. The Manager hissed and kicked the bucket, and water poured all over the floor he had taken almost an hour mopping. He chuckles, walking away, as he walks past him, he nudges his shoulder and George slipped and fell on the the wet floor, his trouser becomes soaked. One of the collegues who has been watching the scene while taking a video of it was laughing at him. George knows he was going to upload it on jibs, his social media group where George was the topic of riddicule and humiliation. He frowned at him but he doesn't say anything, George reached out to pick up his bucket, glancing around the water that was poured on the already mopped ground, he knew he had to start all over again to avoid gettin
George couldn't move any part of his body. Realising that, he was still stunned, Vanessa flips her hair back. "You don't even have what it takes to be a man, Where did I meet you, George? Why can't you be like Damon or a little like him, he is more of a man than you will ever be in your entire miserable life""Vanessa" George whispered as his heart squeezed, he stared at the mop stick lying on the ground for so long, a thought crossed his mind to pick it up and use it on anyone or maybe himself so he won't have to hear anymore of it."Don't even call my name, You have offered me nothing all through our marriage, I don't even want to talk about the times we lived together" Fury consumed her. "You are not a match for Damon, not today, not tomorrow or ever!" Vanessa compared her to Damon, her new lover. George blinked his eyes, that was all he could do as he couldn't form the right words at the moment, he wanted to scream so she could stop but the words were trapped in his throat,
"Who are you?""It is raining heavily indeed In the city, don't you think?" Mr. Patrick asked. "Yes it is""So can we talk inside the car?"George nodded his head and got into the black SUV, he was confused but didn't bother to say a word as Mr. Patrick joined him in the car. "Reports have it that we are going to have more rainfall this season"As George got into the car, Alison, who had gone out after George signed the papers, stood behind the black SUV. When his eyes fell on the familiar broad shoulders, he could tell that he knew the figure sitting in that car with those shoulders and back.His eyes widened and he took out his phone and called his mother, Margaret."I just saw him," Alison said in a heartbeat"Slow down, Who did you just see?"Who else, mother? I saw George In an expensive car"Margaret paused for a moment before breaking into laughter from the other end."You mean George; George the loser, please, Alison you must have seen wrong. Who does that man know? He has
"Come with me George, There is something that I must show you, It is time for you to meet them""Meet who?" George asked as he gently pushed his wheelchair for him. Jeremy smiles, George had not realised that the wheelchair has a control button, nevertheless he enjoyed having his Grandson do it for him. "Where should I take you?" "To the Garden" As George leads Jeremy to the Garden, the cold breeze sinks through their skin. "Who are we here to meet?""Your parents, George, they are buried here" Jeremy pointed to their grave. George stared at their epitaph. His hands quivered. "Your parents were buried together, they died in this city, No one knew it would rain that day, They had just finished meeting up with the private investigators that morning, your father had a meeting and your mother tagged along. They were inseparable you know, they searched for you not knowing that you were just nearby, just around the corner"George was sad, he would have been glad to meet the beautifu
As George and Sawyer sat down by the window in La Casa restaurant, one of the most expensive restaurants in the city known for their exquisite dishes, ambiance, and decor too. Booking a reservation means being part of the upper echelon hard due. Every socialite wants to dine here. Given its nice ratings, magazines want an exclusive interview with the owner but have always been unable to.“Here is the report you asked for. Mr. Sebastian will arrive tomorrow. He looks forward to working with you," Sawyer said, handing George the report.“We will see if he is worth my time and if his business is worth investing. I wouldn’t want to waste my time and money on a crappy deal.”Sipping his wine, George flips through the report.“What about what I asked you to look into, have you done that yet?”Sawyer nods her head.“According to my sources, the only reason Mr Wilson is looking for your investment was because he lost half of his money in gambling. He has incurred a huge debt and is now lookin
"Vanessa" He whispers, he isn't surprised that she will show up, he is expecting her. However, he came for just his belongings and nothing more. George's gaze didn't part from them as he saw her get down from the car with Damon. George looks at Damon as he puts his hand around Vanessa's waist so protectively."I love this car, Damon" Vanessa had to admit as she stared at the flashy car that was parked at the gate of the House. "Yes it is, it is quite expensive you know, a car like this costs a fortune" Damon adds. He was good with cars as well along with many other things which Vanessa chose for him. "A friend of mine almost went insane trying to sell some of his assets just to buy this car but couldn't meet up. This car has a limited version and only a hundred of them exist in the entire world. Anyone who can afford this kind of car must be filthy rich or close"Vanessa and Damon stood close to the gate admiring George's car without taking notice of the figure who stood at t
"The company has made its profit over the past few months but the losses are there as well, if the Company is to continue this way, you know what it means"George was trying to keep his gaze on the CEO of the Kirkland branch this entire time, it was still a little difficult for him to look anyone right into their eyes but he knew he had to since he was the Chairman. His assistant, Sawyer, stood by his side."That's alright, what about the other company you were supposed to look into?""I did look into it, Sir""Tell me about it. However, I would not adjust the positions in the company no matter what, you can still manage it as usual, wouldn't you?""That would be an honour, Sir"The CEO felt relieved. George shot a smile at him, the only thing he wanted was revenge."How many days?""Huh? I don't understand what you are trying to say sir" "How many days will it take to purchase and take control of the company that I told you to look into" "Honestly, I don't remember such a company e
"I can't believe is already half a month" George was staring at the new grave built beside his parents. The grave looked almost the same"Sometimes, I imagined it to be a nightmare that I would have to wake up to and find out that he was right here with me" He exhaled, saddened."I'm just glad you did a lot for me and even in the short while that we spent together, you were the best Grandfather anyone could ever ask for"Tears form in his eyes and George blinks. He knows he shouldn't be crying, even though he was still getting used to life as the Consortium Heir. "You were the only relative I had left, we had such a good time together, I can't believe I am back to being an orphan"His heart was heavy, nevertheless he was the new owner of the consortium and shouldn't be seen by anyone crying, otherwise they would laugh at him and insult him."I think we should go'' "You mean like right now, but you just got here""I am done for today"It was becoming too much for George to fig
"Come with me George, There is something that I must show you, It is time for you to meet them""Meet who?" George asked as he gently pushed his wheelchair for him. Jeremy smiles, George had not realised that the wheelchair has a control button, nevertheless he enjoyed having his Grandson do it for him. "Where should I take you?" "To the Garden" As George leads Jeremy to the Garden, the cold breeze sinks through their skin. "Who are we here to meet?""Your parents, George, they are buried here" Jeremy pointed to their grave. George stared at their epitaph. His hands quivered. "Your parents were buried together, they died in this city, No one knew it would rain that day, They had just finished meeting up with the private investigators that morning, your father had a meeting and your mother tagged along. They were inseparable you know, they searched for you not knowing that you were just nearby, just around the corner"George was sad, he would have been glad to meet the beautifu
"Who are you?""It is raining heavily indeed In the city, don't you think?" Mr. Patrick asked. "Yes it is""So can we talk inside the car?"George nodded his head and got into the black SUV, he was confused but didn't bother to say a word as Mr. Patrick joined him in the car. "Reports have it that we are going to have more rainfall this season"As George got into the car, Alison, who had gone out after George signed the papers, stood behind the black SUV. When his eyes fell on the familiar broad shoulders, he could tell that he knew the figure sitting in that car with those shoulders and back.His eyes widened and he took out his phone and called his mother, Margaret."I just saw him," Alison said in a heartbeat"Slow down, Who did you just see?"Who else, mother? I saw George In an expensive car"Margaret paused for a moment before breaking into laughter from the other end."You mean George; George the loser, please, Alison you must have seen wrong. Who does that man know? He has
George couldn't move any part of his body. Realising that, he was still stunned, Vanessa flips her hair back. "You don't even have what it takes to be a man, Where did I meet you, George? Why can't you be like Damon or a little like him, he is more of a man than you will ever be in your entire miserable life""Vanessa" George whispered as his heart squeezed, he stared at the mop stick lying on the ground for so long, a thought crossed his mind to pick it up and use it on anyone or maybe himself so he won't have to hear anymore of it."Don't even call my name, You have offered me nothing all through our marriage, I don't even want to talk about the times we lived together" Fury consumed her. "You are not a match for Damon, not today, not tomorrow or ever!" Vanessa compared her to Damon, her new lover. George blinked his eyes, that was all he could do as he couldn't form the right words at the moment, he wanted to scream so she could stop but the words were trapped in his throat,
It was another day at Hems Corporation, George was mobbing the hallway in the company when one of the Managers walks over the already mopped floor, his shoes were muddy, he sneered at George as he met his weak gaze. "You wanna say something?" He shouted and George just shook his head. The Manager hissed and kicked the bucket, and water poured all over the floor he had taken almost an hour mopping. He chuckles, walking away, as he walks past him, he nudges his shoulder and George slipped and fell on the the wet floor, his trouser becomes soaked. One of the collegues who has been watching the scene while taking a video of it was laughing at him. George knows he was going to upload it on jibs, his social media group where George was the topic of riddicule and humiliation. He frowned at him but he doesn't say anything, George reached out to pick up his bucket, glancing around the water that was poured on the already mopped ground, he knew he had to start all over again to avoid gettin