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
“ This is an invitation to the Consortium Hotel, for the General's birthday on the seventh of January. We hope to see you soon.” Henry read aloud," I don't like this write-up.” He told Grin, then turned to Clara. “ What do you think about this?” He asked her. Clara didn't know what to say, “I think it's fine.” She said. “ This doesn't look personalized. Slot their names, you have their names, right?” He asked. “Yes sir.” He said, and began to edit the letter. “What about this, sir?” He asked when he finished editing. “ This is better.” Henry said while inspecting the letter and hoped that this would actually work. “Sir, this is the latest report from the factory.” Clara said, and gave him her laptop. “Print them out so that I can go through them properly.” Henry said, as he went through other texts and emails on his laptop. Then he realized that the accountant had not sent in the financial reports. “ Why has Mr. Moore not sent the financial reports?” He asked Clara. She looked
“ So, he is talking to a girl.” Clara thought as he continued his conversation. From what she overheard, she knew that there was a bit of friction between her boss and his lady friend. “ I was going to inform you about the party.” Henry said and paused for a few minutes before speaking again," I'll let you know once the cards arrive.” He told her. “ Alright, I'll speak with you later. Have a lovely day, send me some pictures.”He said. Clara couldn't stop the feeling of jealousy which rushed through her heart at his tone. Stop thinking about your boss in that manner. “Where are you now?” He continued. “ Really?” He asked in a surprised tone and Clara strained her ears to overhear their conversation. Suddenly she heard the sounds of heels clicking towards them, and she turned to see Aubrey in her glory strutting towards them. “ Elegant.” Clara muttered inwardly. Aubrey was extremely gorgeous. From her hair which was swept to the side and her long classy gown to the perfume exuding fr
"She is my secretary." Henry countered.Aubrey's eyes darted from Henry to Clara in a slow inspection leaving Clara feeling twitchy, "Hmm, you don't say." She clicked her tongue at us. Something was fishy, from the way Clara stared at Henry to his sudden defensiveness. She had no doubt that they had something in common. 'Am I making a mistake?' She asked herself. ' I don't think he sees you in that way.' The nagging voice of her friend filtered into her mind. Seeing that eyes were on her, she tilted her brows upwards, "I have to run, I'll see you later." She said and pecked Henry on the corner of his mouth. Clara's face became sour as if she swallowed a pill. "May I sit?" She asked Henry who nodded and she popped on the chair wordlessly."You are lost in thoughts again." He commented and sipped his wine slowly. Aubrey quickly averted her eyes and spoke, " I wasn't looking at you sir. I have remembered that you have a meeting today with the head of Javon industries by two-thirty p.m
" I am willing to offer thirty million dollars to own thirty percent of the shares." Mr. Javon said. Henry chuckled within him. That amount was too small for the share he wanted to have. "You can only get twenty percent." He replied. Javon stared at Henry, he needed to be a part of this project because it was going to gross billions, being the sole refiner and distributor of oil in the country wasn't an easy task. He also bid for that contract but lost. " Why don't I make it fifty million dollars?" He offered. Henry shook his head, his grandfather told him not to allow many investors to be onboarded for a project. "That's final, sir." Henry replied politely. Javon shook his head, this boy was adamant about giving him a large portion of shares, " Is there a reason for not accepting my offer?" He asked with a bit of anger in his tone. Henry relaxed in his chair and studied Mr. Javon quietly. He was desperate to buy shares and that made his mental hackles rise at attention, Javon m