Phoebe hurried home later that evening, beating traffic as fast as she could, she got there at exactly seven PM. It relieved her to know that Seth wasn't home yet. That much, she had confirmed from the Maid who was meant to assist her, but was now leaving for the day."Aren't you sleeping over?" Phoebe asked , looking at her with a scowl on her face."No Ma'am, I was asked to leave as soon as it was seven PM." The Maid replied. The cleaner had long been done with his work for the and left by five PM."So, what happens with the remaining hours of the day? Who runs the errands?" Phoebe asked in wonderment."The boss said you will handle it, and when I asked him if you would be okay with it, he said you didn't have much choice, and would gladly do it." The maid replied."Well, I am not okay with it! I have all these things I need stacked in the refrigerator. So who's going to do them? Here, stack them in." Phoebe said to her, handing her the bag
Seth walked into the Company building a couple of minutes late for his meeting as a result of the delay."I told you people, he is not fit to be a CEO! I have been a long standing marketing executive in this Chroma Creatives. I have brought results for the last few years, leading us to the top, and this riff raff comes out of nowhere and suddenly, is he that CEO?" Marlin complained to the board of directors who had gathered for a proceeding meeting.Seth walked in on Murray's statement to the board of Directors. The minute he entered the room, everyone went silent.Sethe looked around the room with a cool, steady expression, unaffected by the way he had heard Marlin speak.The graveyard silence that went through the room, told him that at least they revered him to an extent, and the minute he walked into the room, and pulled his chair, he got a clearer view of their visibly shaken faces.Seth settled into his chair at the head of the conference room table. He looked at all the faces o
Later that day when Seth got back to the house, Phoebe had already returned home and he could perceive burning from the living room."Phoebe? Phoebe?" He called out to her, as he rushed into the kitchen and found Phoebe amidst the smoke coughing and choking on the effect of the burning food. The smoke detectors had not gone off yet."What is going on?!" He asked her over the noise of the sizzling pots which she had placed inside the sink to cool underneath the rushing tap."I...I was just trying to make the food you requested! I did not expect things to go this horribly!" She yelled over the noise.Seth reached over the sink and pushed open the window vents which opened up to the outsides of the house, so that the smoke could escape through them."This is insane! Were you trying to burn down the house or something?!" Seth yelled at her when the smoke had subsided and everything had returned to normal. "You said you wanted lasagn
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