“Hmm, now this is how you do stuff. How do you feel now?” Henry commented after checking through all the emails.How dare he?” Clara muttered inwardly as she showed him the corrections. He was a slave driver. 'After slaving all through the night, this is what I get? No form of appreciation.' She muttered, and Henry raised his head. “You were saying?” He asked and Clara blinked. She didn't know that she spoke aloud. “Nothing, sir.” Henry gave her another look and noticed that the rim of her glasses was crooked. “ Why haven't you fixed your glasses?” He inquired.If you hadn't worked me to the bone, maybe I would have had time to fix it. She thought. “I will fix it over the weekend, sir.” “It's dangerous to keep working with it. What if shards of glass enter your eyes?” He asked. Clara felt as if she was talking to an alien. Why was he acting concerned? “ We just have two days to go. I'm sure I can manage.” She replied softly and averted her eyes when she found him watching her cl
“ Thanks for coming over.” Henry said when he escorted Aubrey out of his office. He genuinely enjoyed spending the afternoon with her. “ Oh, thanks for having me over. You could have said that you were busy, but you didn't.” Aubrey replied with a graceful smile. “ That's right, not everyone will see things that way, I guess. Alright, extend my greetings to your dad.” He said and hugged her before she walked out of his office. Grin stared at Henry as if he had seen a ghost. Didn't he say he wanted nothing to do with any girl anymore? He wondered. “ Bring those files into my office. I am sure you are done with them.” Henry ordered as he walked back into his office. He sighed. A lot of work lat before him. It was time to start returning the calls he missed. He cleared his schedule for Aubrey.“So, what is the latest update?” He asked Grin when he went through the files. He just wanted to hear them again. He highlighted many errors with his pen, and Grin almost groaned. He was meticul
Clara's mouth dropped, she couldn't get Mr. Bart's pleas out of her head. “ What are you waiting for?” Henry inquired when he saw her standing behind Dr. Bart. “ I'm coming, sir.” She ran after him fast, and Grin shot her a look. He wondered what was going on with her and why she was a bit out of touch, and not coordinated. “What is wrong with you?” He muttered when she fell into step with him. Clara shook her head," Nothing, do you think he should fire him just like that?” She asked. In her opinion, he should have continued his investigation. Mr. Bart was not the only culprit. If he sent him away, what was the guarantee that it wouldn't happen again?“ It's his decision, after all. We can only hope he's not making the wrong one.” Grin replied lowly and straightened when Henry looked back at them.“ Hello, everyone. This is a warning to all of you that if this ever repeats itself, you will all have yourselves to blame.” He announced to the members of staff. “ Dare me if you have an
Something was missing in the office the next day and Henry found himself cranky. What is your problem, Henry?” He found it difficult to work, and he wondered why. After hours of trying so hard, he was yet to effectively multitask. Grin walked into his office holding his laptop as usual to show him what he was able to do. The emails he corrected and was waiting for his approval before sending them. “ Is this the new version? When did you work on this?” He asked Grin, who smiled. He had spent the night making sure that the words were well arranged. It would make any angry person cool down and listen to what he wants to say. “ You should try content writing. What is your maximum degree?” Henry asked Grin. This was impressive. His talent could fetch him more money. “ Diploma, sir.” Enroll for the next batch in the university. It would be online, right?” He asked. He wasn't going to be an employer who stifled people's talents to build his company. Anyone working for him would do it out
Saddled with the responsibility of answering such a tough question, Grin sighed. This was one he couldn't escape. 'What could have prompted this question?' He thought. “ Uh, I don't know what people say about you because I've not had time to discuss with them.” He answered diplomatically. Technically, it wasn't a lie, he had been working his ass off daily. “ Why do I find that difficult to believe?” Henry replied and gave him a piercing look. He knew that Grin was lying. If he as the owner could walk in on his employees gossiping about him. How much more a colleague? Did it mean that Grin wasn't friends with anyone in the office? “ I don't know what to say about that. But I guess that's part of the human nature. People are always bound to talk. If they don't speak about you, then I guess you are nothing.” Grin shrugged nonchalantly, he wasn't going to tell Henry about the rumors that were flying around because no one would be happy to hear negative conspiracies about themselves. '
“ Your face looks familiar.” Humphrey said when he saw Henry. He had a thick accent. Henry smiled and stretched out his hand for a handshake. “My name is Henry. I think we met when I was still working for Mr. Lucas. But I am the newest CEO.” He replied. “That is very impressive.” He said and looked up from his plate," Take a seat.” He said. “Thank you.” Henry said and removed a seat. “ Were you there for an internship purpose?” Humphrey asked because the man he saw at that time was nothing to be written home about. Seeing him cleaned up and dressed in very gorgeous apparel baffled him a little. Well, that was the power of money. “ No, sir. I wasn't aware of my heritage at that time, and I'm glad that I passed through all of that at that time.” Henry replied. Even without Humphrey saying anything, he saw the astounded look on his face.“ Every wealthy man has a story to tell. You have always been exceptional. Are you still speaking to your former boss?” He asked. Henry stopped hi
" Aren't you supposed to guard me from unwanted people? Instead you went ahead to let her in. What if she was here to harm me?!" He thundered startling Clara when she walked into the office. She tiptoed into her office so that she didn't get caught in the crossfire. She checked her desk for her card which she forgot the previous day. She had placed her hand on the doorknob ready to flee when she heard his voice. " Where are you coming from?" Henry said and shut her eyes briefly. How did he know that she was at work? " Good evening, sir Henry." She replied, hoping that he would miraculously forget his warning. "What did I tell you yesterday?" He asked angrily. After his warnings, she had the audacity to show up at work. What did this people take him for? A spineless dog? Clara sighed and prayed earnestly inwardly. Lord, may he not be too angry.' She said. " I'm sorry, sir. I came here to pick up my debit card so that I can pay for the glasses." She tapped her eyes slowly. Henry
" Who are these people?" Henry asked his grandfather the next day when he came downstairs for breakfast. A group of men were in the living room and he wondered the reason for their presence." These are your new body guards." Pops said and patted the chair for him to sit. Henry was a bit stupefied, twenty men as his bodyguards? It was too much if you asked him. " Can we speak in private, Pops?" He asked and his grandfather reluctantly followed him to the dining room. " They are too many. I don't think I need these many bodyguards" He said. "You are my surviving son, I wouldn't allow anything to jeopardize your life. I don't know if you are aware that yesterday was a personal attack to your life. These people want you dead." Pops replied. " I know, but twenty is a bit on the high side. Let's reduce them to five." Henry said. He understood where his grandfather was coming from." We'll leave them at fifteen. I don't want to take any chances. You will not be going in to work today too