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THE LOATHSOME SON-IN-LAW RUSTED BMW
The car park was filled with lots of exotic cars, seeing no place to park his rusted BMW, Andrew drove towards the managerial section and his eyes darted around for a space to park. Jackson pointed his right hand towards some space far off and let out, "There is a space over there. Beside that Lamborghini." "Yeah," Andrew answered back, swerved right and drove into the space between the Lamborghini and a black Lexus. Just as the pairs were stepping out of their car, a female guard raced towards them and cried out, "Hey. That place is for the company's staff and not for visitors. Get that scrap off that space." "He is the general -." "Where is that lady's office," Andrew cut into Jackson's speech as he pointed his hand towards Madam Agatha who just parked some meters away. The guard gawked at Andrew, then at Madam Agatha, batted her eyes and asked, "Are you here to see her?" "Yeah. What's her position in this company?" "She is the store manager... If you are here to seek employ
THE LOATHSOME SON-IN-LAW BAD DEED
Andrew had been to lots of offices during his short time as a job seeker, yet no office was well equipped with electronics and household gadgets, furniture, arts and crafts, and paintings. And the gorgeous sight awaiting him is incomparable to anywhere he had ever stepped on in his entire life. "Even Miss Simpson's office looked like a kitchen when compared to this place," Andrew let out with a satisfied grin, stepped among the impeccable white cushion chair, and then gawked at the various portraits of all the general managers that had used this office. "Nice place," Jackson mumbled, stepped closer to the fridge at a corner far off, opened it brought out a chilled bottle of champagne, and then let out, "I am not surprised to see the fridge stocked for the royal whim." Andrew waved to Marian to come closer, and then asked, "Can you open the window blind for me, please?" "Yes, boss. This place was cleaned by three cleaners yesterday, and that is why it's impeccably clean. Our human
THE LOATHSOME SON-IN-LAW DEEP CANKERWORM
Even though Boston is over six feet tall, the man looked like a dwarf as he stood in front of Andrew."I am very sorry, Sir. I thought he was joking when he informed me that you are the new general manager. Please forgive my insolence." "It's okay, gentleman. Please sit down," Andrew pointed at one of the chairs in his front and then gestured to Boston to sit down. "Thanks, boss. I promise you that I will never do such a thing again." "I know you won't because I won't give you a chance to... I have already informed the human resources manager to prepare your sack letter." "Oh my gosh... Please forgive me. I am the breadwinner of a family of eight, and losing my job will cause chaos in my family." "How much is your monthly salary?" "Fifty thousand dollars. It's not much, but it's enough to pay my monthly bills." "Too poor. Is that why you joined Madam Agatha to steal from us?" "I beg your pardon, Sir. I have no idea what you are talking about." "I don't expect you to confess, a
THE LOATHSOME SON-IN-LAW SOME RELATIONSHIPS WERE LIKE BROKEN GLASSES.
Andrew gestured to Marian to come closer and announced, "Go and deliver the letters to the three managers, and tell them that they have the right to appeal to me tomorrow if my judgment seemed unfair to them." "Yes, boss," the newly promoted lady smiled with excitement as she walked out of Andrew's office. "You won't tell me what you are up to, will you?" Jackson asked. "Why are you curious about my decision? You don't have faith in me, do you?" "Of course, I do. The memory of the first time when I doubt you are still fresh in my memory," Jackson answered back. He fixed his eyes on Andrew, then at the bottle of champagne in his hand, shrugged, gulped down some of the content inside the bottle, belched louder and resumed his speech, "I am just scared that you are making a big mistake by sacking all these people." "Let's forget about work and it's a headache... We are flying to Arkansas City tonight, and you will be able to see your sweetheart tomorrow morning." "You mean Miss Sim
THE LOATHSOME SON-IN-LAW A DOCTOR OF WOMAN'S AFFAIRS
The two occupants of the rusted BMW drove at full speed towards the Elizabethan's villa, and they were just a few kilometres to their destination when Jackson discovered that the car was overheating. "We need to park," Andrew announced. "I can see smoke coming from the car's bonnet." "Can you see why I kicked against driving this car?" Jackson asked. "It may be a minor fault, let's park and check it out." "We have a few kilometres to go. I suggest we managed it down home." "No, Jackson. Driving it in this state is dangerous. What if it exploded?" "It won't, I have driven cars in worse conditions," Jackson answered back and then sighed when Andrew insisted that he park. A moment later, the two gentlemen were out of their car, and after checking the engine, Jackson declared that the fault was major and needed the attention of a mechanic. Andrew brought out his phone and called Mirinda's number, but her phone was switched off, and after some moment of thought, he decided to call
THE LOATHSOME SON-IN-LAW MAN MUST NOT LIVE BY BREAD ALONE
The blue-painted chopper descended on the helipad on top of The palace hotel, and the sound of its blades as it cut into the air boomed louder in the silent night. The journey from Orange County to Arkansas City had only taken an hour by flight, unlike the several hours Andrew and Jackson had spent driving. "Would you like to come down and lodge in a room for the night?" Andrew asked the pilot. "No, don't worry about me. Arkansas City is my home, and I will be going to meet my family and spend the night with them," the tall and handsome man in a white overall gown mumbled. "In that case, try to be back earlier tomorrow. Don't forget we are going back to Orange County as soon as the daybreak," Andrew let out, and then gestured to Jackson and Jasmine to step down the chopper. A young man in a white and blue uniform was waiting for them as they stepped down the stairs, and he bowed to welcome them, and then announced," Welcome ladies and gentlemen, my name is Steven, and I was inst
THE LOATHSOME SON-IN-LAW NOT MAN ENOUGH
"You are truly a jerk," Jasmine cried out, stood up, hissed and walked out of the front of the stunned Stevenson, and the whole restaurant became alive with buzz. "This man must be wayward to the extent of trying to put his hand inside a lady's skirt. So bad, even in a public place!" an old man with a glass over his plain face exclaimed. "These kids of nowadays have no manners. What a shame!" His equally aged man let out. Andrew and Jackson were smiling as they walked out of The palace restaurant, and the clattering of Jasmine's shoes on the tiles sounded after them. As expected, their guard was waiting for them as they stepped into the hotel compound, and the young man smiled at the sight of Andrew and let out, "Welcome, Sir. I asked them to clean this Toyota Vensa for you. I hope you like it." "Sure. It's okay," Andrew let out, stretched his hand to collect the car key from the security guard, and then tossed it to Jackson. "Hopped in, guys. It's already late in the night,"
THE LOATHSOME SON-IN-LAW A MYSTERY
Jackson parked in front of the third flats on the row and then gestured to Andrew and Jasmine to disembark from the car. Moments later, the trio walked toward Moana's flat, and Andrew who was leading them knocked on the door and then grinned as Moana's voice sounded from the inside. "Hello, a moment please." "Is that your mother-in-law's voice?" Jasmine asked. "No. That's Moana's voice. She and her husband are the only members of the O'Connor family that become remorseful of their ill-treatment of me." "I want to see your wife and Mother-in-law... Especially Your wife, I want to know what she possessed that I lacked," Jasmine announced. Andrew was about to reply to Jasmine's statement when the door was pulled open and Moana's head poked out of the room. "Hi, Andrew. Why did you come so late in the night?.. Did you need somewhere to pass the night?"Without waiting for Andrew's reply, Moana held his hand pulled him into the house, and then gestured to his friends to follow her.
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