CHAPTER SEVENTY ONEMrs Brown walked into the beautiful spa, where she knew quite well that Mrs Smith would be having her spa day. The Smith family passed off as extremely rich, and she wanted to build an association by all means with them.That way, she could personally secure some money from her for her business. She pretended not to have known she would be there. Although she had gone the mile of paying the woman who did Mrs Smith's makeover.That alone was a coincidence, that they both shared the same Make-up Artist."I will be coming for your makeup session a bit late, please Ma. I just got a call from Mrs Smith and she said she just wants something simple." The make-up artist had said to Mrs Brown over the phone some days ago."Did you say Mrs Smith?"Mrs Brown had asked her."Yes ma'am." The Makeup Artist had replied.Through their conversation, she got to know about Mrs Brown's schedule and how she went about her weekly activities.Mrs Brown walked into the Spa just as
James continued to watch Viola from the window of his apartment on the sixth floor. She was speaking to someone inside the black tinted Range Rover SE which was parked outside the hotel.She had been there for about an hour already. Why didn't they sit out or have their conversation elsewhere? He thought to himself."This is not what we agreed to, Father. You were not supposed to come here. What do you want these people to think about me? What would James say?" She asked James."I don't care what those people think! You tell him that you have a possessive father. Or something like that. Tell me, have you found anything yet ?" He asked her."Father! I just got talking with him yesterday. You do not expect him to start telling me about his secrets and everything about him in just one night." She queried him"No problem about that. But you are a beautiful woman, Viola, come on! You should have him at the back of your palm by now. Rating from your fingertips! What you did with all the men
Williams watched Mr. Brown walk out of the United Bank building. He wore a saddened expression his face and he wondered what he had come to do there. He was more interested in knowing his dealings with United Bank which he knew was not business particular for Mr. Brown.He pulled out his phone and dialed a particular number before he brought it up to his ear."Hello?" The female receiver spoke over the phone."Mr. Brown just walked out of the United Bank building. I would like to know what his business was there?" He asked her."Well, Mr. Brown came over to handle person matters Sir. None of which I am aware of, and neither am I allowed to disclose that information. What do you know about Mr. Brown's business at all then? Does he have an account with United Bank?" Williams continued to ask her."How about you speak to our Manager, Sir?" The lady suggested."No, that's okay. I don't need further information." He said and cut the call. He drove off. He had a meeting to catch up with."Y
"Yes, I know the Hamilton hotel quite well, Mr. Desmond. It is quite a drive into town, but I do know the place." Sarah said into her phone as she finalized a meeting with an important client.Sarah had finally decided to start something of her own. A separate business outside the Family Company, and for months she had been investing into it, and now she had finally had one investor interested in working out a contract together.As she pressed the button on the elevator door, and it opened up, she was surprised to see Williams standing there."Williams! Hi, I was just on my way out to an important meeting." Sarah said to him."Oh, is that so, let me drop you off then." He offered."No, you don't have to, Williams. I already appreciate everything you are doing for my family." Sarah smiled at him."Come on, Sarah. I haven't done anything for you or your family. I just want you to relax, okay? I know your driver would have to come pick you up later on from your meeting. It would save dri
James hid behind the door which opened up to his balcony. How the hell had Sarah known to come to the Hamilton Hotel? What was she doing there? James asked himself.His phone began to ring within his pockets and he pulled it out and brought it up to his ears."Why didn't you tell me Sarah was coming here?!" James scolded his aide who he had put in charge of keeping tabs on Sarah."I had no idea that was where she was headed boss. I just arrived behind her moments ago, when I realised that she was parked outside the hotel. " His aide Cameo replied."Do you want me to keep an eye on her?" Cameo asked."Of course Cameo. Find our who she is meeting with and what is the reason for their meeting. Do you understand?" James commanded."Yes Boss!" Cameo replied and James cut the call.Everything had to stay as planned, and he had to ensure that Sarah did not know that he was there at the Hamilton hotel.He thought about letting his man handle everything alone, but solely thought against it. Wh
Sarah watched as the man walked up to her table. She had not expected such a scary looking man to show up and claim to be Interested in the business she was starting."Mr. Antonio Rizzo, am I right?" She asked him and he nodded with a smile. He had not bothered to hide his eyes behind shades."It is a pleasure to meet a beauty like you. I have heard many things about you." He said to her, and she looked up at him with interest."Really? Many things from who? " She asked him kindly."Well, your business profile says alot and I am a wealthy man as you can see. I have eyes everywhere and contacts. If I wished to find out about anyone, all that information would be made available to me at the snap of my finger." Mr. Rizzo replied to her."Well, I am grateful even unknown sources testify good things of me. I am pleased to have such an honourable man in my presence. I have heard alot about you as well. How is the family? Your daughter?" She asked him.A lopsided smile formed on his lips as
James waited outside the restaurant for Sarah and Williams to get up, he knew they would eventually have to get to the reception before leaving the hotel.And so, when they stepped out, he eavesdropped on their conversation."This is not the way I thought your meeting would go, but, what are you doing with such a scary looking man?" Williams asked Sarah as they walked out."He is Mr. Antonio Rizzo. A business man from Mexico who wants to venture into new business." She said to him."Uhh, Escorts?" Williams furrowed his brows at her."Well, it's a big market and you can link alot of investors with girls who are willing to work in their nightclubs and all that. Anyway, are you going to the Regeant Party tomorrow?" She asked him."No, those parties can be really boring. Nobody talks business and everyone just wants to mingle. I'm a guy, I don't mingle." He grinned at her and Sarah smiled in return.She turned to catch James watching them, although, he immediately averted his gaze and loo
Mrs Brown waited for Sarah in her office. She stole a peek out her window and saw her step down from William's car. She grinned to herself. Extremely impressed with the fact that her plan had finally began to work.In a couple of minutes, Sarah walked into her office, complete shocked at the fact that her mother was in her office."How did it go?" Mrs Brown asked Sarah quickly."What do you mean by how did it go?" Sarah asked her, looking around the dark purple wallpapered office."Well, how was your date with Williams?" Mrs Brown asked, going straight to the point."I did not have a date with Williams." Sarah said to her mother."Well, if you don't want to call it that, it's fine. So, how is your relationship with him coming along? You do know that you have to move fast on him, and make sure he puts the ring on your finger. I ahve already spoken to your father, he is willing to let us finalize your divorce from that wretchedly poor man." Her mother said."What? Why? I mean, really?"