“E – excuse me Drake?” a voice interrupted from behind Drake as he settled in finally greeting the guests he was yet to greet one after the other.Drake turned around and it was Mrs. Simmons, making him wonder what it was she was doing in the meeting as he couldn't remember having invited her to the party.“D– Drake please can we talk?" Mrs. Simmons' voice came out soft and pleading, a complete contrast to the Mrs. Simmons he knew who had threatened to make him and his entire family suffer.“I'm sorry, ma'am but if you'll excuse me I've got better things to do.” Drake quipped and moved away, as he wasn't in the mood to listen to anything that Mrs. Simmons had to say.Mrs. Simmons ran after him and grabbed his arm, her desperation to have a word with Drake very much palpable.“Drake please, my husband's company is at the verge of shutting down. Please undo whatever it is that you've done. Please I'm begging you,"“Excuse me!” Drake snatched his arm from her grip. “What's the meaning of
"So what do you propose?" Mrs. Simmons' asked Rose as they sat together at a coffee shop that night."You know I have never been so humiliated in my life! Drake made a fool out of me!""It's okay. It's a common trait found among the Sullivans. But I already have a plan and the bait has been thrown into the river already. I'm just waiting for the fish to give it a bite and it's bingo!" Rose replied, a sly smile tugged at the corners of her lips."What plan is that? Because trust me, I'm ready to be part of anything that can bring down the Sullivans and I'll not stop as long as I have breath in my lungs. Tonight's humiliation stung really hard and I'm not sure I'll be able to forget it in a hurry." Mrs. Simmons expressed her most deep seated anger and frustration."The plan is simple," Rose began. "You see the expanse of land at the centre of San Marino district?""Yes I do," Mrs. Simmons replied, nodding her head. "What about it?""I own the place, and I'm putting it out for a mouth wat
Drake was settling into his new life quite smoothly so far. He'd been very busy familiarising himself with everything he had inherited. Which was a lot of work seeing as he'd inherited a lot. Much more than just being the controller of all that was under the Sullivan's name, he also intended to dig deep into all of Grandfather Walter's secret operations which were not known to the public.The IRIS had been a major concern for him and he just couldn't take it off his mind. But first, he needed to meet with the top executives of all the companies that operated under the umbrella of the Sullivan's empire.Agent Conner had been with him every step of the way. He was always there to guide him and assist him in areas where he had little or no experience. Grandfather Walter had ensured that he got all the help he wanted in ensuring a smooth transition of power."What do you think about the other top executives? Do you think they'll welcome me with open arms?" Drake inquired from Conner as
Lucy spent the whole evening taking Michelle round the pool area as the little girl sat on her wheel chair. The duo had become really close Lucy was becoming more fond of Michelle."Aunt Lucy, do you think I'll ever be able to walk again?" Michelle asked, after they took a brief stop, staring into the waters."Of course, you will," Lucy assured her with a smile. "I know very soon you'll be running around the whole place again,"There was a sudden change in Michelle's facial expression and Lucy immediately noticed it. "What's wrong dear?" Lucy inquired, her voice soft and calm."It's my daddy. He left me in the hospital and never came back. My daddy doesn't want me anymore because I'm crippled," Michelle expressed her sadness."That's not true baby," Lucy counteracted. "Daddy is probably busy with other stuffs. Once he's done, he'll come around." "I hope so, aunt Lucy. I hope my daddy has not grown tired of loving me, because I'm now cripple."Lucy bent low and gave her a warm embrac
"The nerve of that Drake," Rose said in between angry breaths. "What does he think? That I'm stupid? How dare he come up with such an outrageous deal and expect me to accept it?"Lucy looked at her mother as she continued to express her anger. She couldn't understand why she was so mad. She read through the contract and it was very good deal."But mom, you'll be making more money from the land according to Drake's proposal.""Will you keep quiet?" Rose thundered. "Who said anything about making more money? Do you think that was the reason I put out the land. Do you think I need the money? Of course not!" She blurted out angrily.Lucy moved backwards, as her mother's angry voice echoed through the room. She had always known her mother to be temperamental and seeing her exhibiting such rage, didn't come as a surprise to her. At least, she wasn't throwing things around the house, which was always the peak of her rage."You of all people should know that the reason I'm doing this is not f
"Honey, what do we do? things aren’t going the way we wanted things to." Mrs. Simmons said to her husband as they sat together in the living washing the news.Mr. Simmons seemed to be lost in thoughts, seeing that the news on business was centralised towards the Sullivan's empire and how Drake had so much made an impact in just the few months he had been there."Honey, I'm talking to you," Mrs. Simmons repeated, seeing that her husband wasn't paying attention to what she was saying to him."You were saying?" Mr. Simmons turned from the television to face his wife, now ready to listen to what she had been saying."I can see you are more interested in the news than in what I was telling you," Mrs. Simmons said,
Drake had to sit by Summer's bedside, a heavy burden of helplessness weighing upon his shoulders like an anchor dragging him into the depths of despair. He couldn't shake the relentless self-blame that gnawed at his conscience, tormenting him with thoughts of what he could have done differently to prevent the accident from happening, not to speed up her recovery process.With each passing moment, he found himself engulfed in a sea of regret, wishing he could turn back time and rewrite the past, back to the day when and Michelle were about leaving the house that morning for the birthday shopping."Honey, when are you going to wake up?" He asked, caressing her hands gently. "It's been months and you're not making any signs to wake up soon. You know our daughter is okay now. She's fine now and is waiting for you to wake up." Drake kept on saying unable to hide his emotions.The only part he didn't tell her was the part of his in-laws refusing him access to their daughter. He wasn't sure
Drake had to sit by Summer's bedside, a heavy burden of helplessness weighing upon his shoulders like an anchor dragging him into the depths of despair.He couldn't shake the relentless self-blame that gnawed at his conscience, tormenting him with thoughts of what he could have done differently to prevent the accident from happening, not to speed up her recovery process.With each passing moment, he found himself engulfed in a sea of regret, wishing he could turn back time and rewrite the past, back to the day when and Michelle were about leaving the house that morning for the birthday shopping."Honey, when are you going to wake up?" He asked, caressing her hands gently. "It's been months and you're not making any signs to wake up soon. You know our daughter is okay n