Caught in traffic, Seth sat in his car waiting to get through traffic, when a call came into his phone.
"Hello," Seth said into the phone."Am I speaking with Mr. Seth Rivera?" The deep, manly voice asked over the phone."Yes, you are" Seth replied, looking at the caller ID again, and realizing he did not recognize the caller."That's great. It is great that I was able to finally get a hold of you.This is the First Aide to the President of the United States.""Your Company, Chroma Creatives, came up as one of the top three Creative Companies in the United States, and the President would like to host you in his home this afternoon." The man said."Oh, wow, that is great Sir, I am honored. Although, I never heard of the event before." Seth said honestly."We have been trying to get a hold of Chroma Creatives for so long. But we were told it was no longer under your leadership. The investment you made seven years ago has"How dare he?!! That riff raff from the street just yesterday. How did he manage to be number one over me?!" Aidan fumed angrily as he paced up and down Grandma Patterson's study, which was within the Patterson mansion. "Calm down, Aidan. What do you mean by he came out as number one? Are you trying to tell me that you lost the deal?" She said in a tone that was laced with venom. "I ..I did not lose the deal per say Grandmother. I am not the one who was handling the deal in the first place, okay?" Aidan responded to her. "Aidan, I paid thirty million dollars to get that a lot, and now you are telling me that some riff raff I rejected as my son in law got the slot??? How is that even possible?!" Grand ma Patterson stamped her staff on the carpeted floor in anger. "I do not know, grandmother. I will get to the root of this nonetheless. That idiot cannot make a mockery of me and get away with it..I worked hard for that slot. There will be a meeti
"Let me see your hands! Don't take another step towards the car." The rough masculine voice said behind Seth. It was the day of the Presidential convening, for the discussion of the President's business olanz and what he intended to do for the youths. Seth had gotten the deal, and it was important for him to be there. On his way out of Chroma Creatives building, he was accepted by two men at the garage, which was void of people and dimly lit. "Who sent you?!" Seth asked them, but they did not respond. They were both hefty, and one of them punched Seth across the face. While the other one stabbed his knife into all his tires, causing all the air to escape. "Shit" Seth groaned silently. The person who held the knife, pinned the tip to his back, and Seth could feel the sharp edge piercing through his suit jacket. "You are coming with us, buddy." The man said and pushed Seth towards the black van they had stepped out of. Seth quietly followed them, their faces were covered a
"You mean Seth Rivera bought Nova? My my my, my days." Gem, Phoebe's friend gushed. They had come over to Seth's house to see Phoebe, who had woken up that morning to find that she was on her period and had crams. "What are you going to do about cooking today? Surely, he does not expect you to do all the housework while you are in pains." Melanie asked. Phoebe merely shook her head at them and shrugged her shoulders. The doorbell rang through out the house from outside. A classic tune, specifically, Beethoven. The Butler, who Seth had recently hired to run the little house errands went and handled it. They heard the door open and shut. "Who could that be? Are you expecting guests?" Melanie asked Phoebe, but she shook her head gently. "I see. Then who could it be? " Gem asked. A beautiful young lady walked into the house. She was dressed in turquoise skirt which showed off long, slender legs, and an off shoulder, white top. Her sandal heels glimmered as she walked into the
Grand ma Patterson had girsts over at the mansion. She usually did that in preparation for the annual Memorial ceremony she normally had for her late husband. "I believe these patterns would look lovely on the new interiors. How soon until your second grand daughter walks down the aisle?" Mrs Yvette asked. She was a long time friend and event planner for the Patterson family. "Oh darling Gloria just wants to take her time. You know, to avoid making the same mistakes her sister did. We have downed enough shame to last us a lifetime already." Grandma Patterson replied. The hot, sultry afternoon air blew at them, as they sat in Grandma Patterson's beautiful, plush garden. "Oh, about that though. I hear the man is rich now. Do you know how that happened? Some people say he has pure luck, while others say you saved him a fortune and probably gave him some connections to the wealth he's acquired and others assume he is into drugs." Mrs Yvette said to her. "Speculations, speculations. D
Seth had already instructed his driver to take a lunch pack to Phoebe's office. He knew she would still be having a bit of crams, and would not like to go out to eat. So, he prepared ahead of her, and ordered lunch from her favorite spot, Kentucky's. His driver into her Secretary's office held the food pack in his right hand, while he swung his car keys from his other hand. "I want to see Mrs Rivera. I have a delivery pack for her, courtesy of Mr. Rivera." He said to her Secretary. "Let him in." Phoebe said when her Secretary called to confirm whether or not to let him in. "What is it?" She asked when he placed the pack on her table. "Mr. Rivera thought you would not go out for lunch, so, he sent me to bring this to you. He said he would rather you do not stress too much, or go on an hungry stomach through out the day." Seth's driver explained to her. Phoebe could not help but smile at Seth's thoughtfulness towards her. But why was he being so nice to her? Was he trying to buy a
The garden sprung with life as the bright lights came on, lighting up the evening sky. The red china lamps had been set up on the tents which had been set up for the D-jay, and the food and drinks. "This is so beautiful, and modern if you ask me, Mrs Patterson." Mrs Yvette, the event planner for the Patterson said in complacency regarding her own work. Grandma Patterson was dressed in a white lace, that bundled around her ankle, and had ruffled hands. Her white hair had been curled and styled in a braid which she pinned behind her head, and a beautiful flower Garland sat on her head, as it did on the heads of nearly everyone. "Yes, a garden celebration was a much more appropriate venue. I almost feel like I can inhale his presence in the wind, amongst the flowers." Grandma Patterson replied wiping a tear drop from her eye. "He is smiling down at you from wherever he is." Mrs Yvette said. Just then, Phoebe and Seth walked in. Seth wore a plain white shirt, which was open a few bu
The music continued to play loudly, while everyone danced, and other had drinks. Seth turned around to find Marlin Murray walk into the party, bearing a large black box in his hand. He walked up to Grandma Patterson, and paid her his respects. It was not until he was done talking to Grandma Patterson that everyone who had noticed his entrance realised that the big box he held in his hands was not for grandma Patterson. Seth watched with intrigued eyes, as Marlin Murray walked up to where he stood beside Phoebe. She had been saying something to him, but, he was no longer listening. "Seth...Seth, do you..." She paused, turning to notice Marlin Murray standing in front of her bearing the black box in his hands. " Hello Phoebe, " he said to her. "Hello." Phoebe smiled courteously at him, with her arms folded. "This is for you." He said, presenting the box to her. "Who? Me? But...it is not my birthday or something." She said looking from Marlin to Seth. Although, she thought it un
"How did last night go?" Melanie asked Phoebe as they walked down the streets of fifth Avenue. They were headed towards the fashion store they usually got materials from. "Well, he was furious that is for sure. But, he just acted as though he was cool with the whole thing, and when he was done talking, he got up and went to bed." Phoebe replied. "Wow, anyway, that serves him right. I honestly think you should give Marlin a chance. I mean if we are being honest, he is way better than that Rivera of a man. I honestly don't know what you saw in him to begin with." Melanie scoffed. "I think we should ease up on the suggestions and think about what clothes to wear for the fashionista party Friday night." Phoebe said to her. As they walked forward, they came across a boutique that had a beautiful dress she liked. "I think you should totally get, let's go inside." Melanie said to her. As they walked into the store, they came across a beautiful lilac dress that had rose flowers pinned a