With an aura of familiarity, Charlie asked, "Did he give you a description of this Tony guy?" "Tell me something Mr Maxwell, is this Tony very described to you? How strong is he to be ble to defeat Phillippe?” Charlie continued. "Honestly, I don’t know, but the way he described him, he should be strong enough but we don't know who he works for, he also said there was a woman with him and that her name is Treeeee something...”“Trina?!” Charlie added. With a surprising exclamation, Mr. Maxwell said, "Yes! Yes! Trina that was what he called her. Taking a chair to sit, "Hmm, now I see, I know who this guy is and he is very dangerous at what he does, a gangster, a don!” Charlie said “What do you mean? Have you heard of him before?"Yes, I do and I’m afraid too well to know that he is not someone whom you can easily mess with, in order to defeat Tony, you need a grand plan.” Charlie responded. With much confidence Mr. Maxwell said, "Well since
Doctor Dre was knocking on my door continuously but none of us heard it. I was so concerned about getting John to hide in my room so that he won’t see him. "Stop being stubborn John, let’s go. Leave the treatment to the doctors, staying here would change nothing.” I said this and held John's hand and headed out of the room.Still in agitation of leaving the room, “but I don’t understand, why can’t I stay…” As John continued to talk the door opened and Doctor Dre walked in. I have been at the door but no one seems to want to open up, so I helped myself in, hope I’m not interrupting anything.” Dre said. I stood there frozen for a moment. "Doctor Dre, Paula is in there, I will be back shortly.” I said pointing to the room George had been placed"Let’s go John.” Doctor Dre went towards the room I pointed to but he was clearly confused. As soon as I got to the room I shut the door. I turned to John with a very serious sneer, "John listen this Doctors are specialists, they are not j
That question really hit me by surprise. At that moment, a call came in on John's phone and it was the manager of CELL, I felt a sigh of relief because I had no idea what I was going to tell John."Good day, john.” The Manage said on the interface. "Good day sir, is everything ok?” "Yes everything is fine, I called to ask how is your son doing, I know the surgery was a day before yesterday.” He said. "It was fine but my son still hasn’t woken up yet.” "Sir thank you for the opportunity given to have this long stay with my son but I really need an extra favour.” John added. "What is that?” The Manager inquired. “I need you to please extend my leave.” With a loud voice on the other end of the call, “Extend?!”"Yes I know I was supposed to be off for three days, but can I use the whole week, my son is yet to be awake and I don’t know at this point what is going to happen to him, the Doctors had left him to us saying they have done their best, so I really need to be there for my s
Sometimes we can’t predict the type of people that get to hate us. You can only choose those you call your friends. There are two reasons why you get enemies; reason one you did something to make them hate you, reason two they are super jealous of you. As I walked back to my room, I took a silent peek at George, he was still sleeping or as the medical experts will say, he was still unconscious. I looked at the time and it was almost evening Sarah had invited me for dinner. "I should get ready.” I said as I let out a heavy sigh. I walked towards my room and got into the shower. I looked for a very nice cloth after all she said it was a date so… Within a matter of minutes, I was ready. I picked up my phone to call Sarah. "Hey Sarah, are you ready, I am on my way?” I asked. "Ok Tony, I am almost ready.” She replied. "Alright then.” I said as I hung up. "Charlie returns home with an indifferent feeling. He paces up and down after a while he picks up his phone and scrolls through
John turned and tossed on his bed as he continued to wonder what Dumebi had gotten his hand into. His wife entered his room to see him in a distorted mood, "what is wrong John? Ever since you came back from your friend’s house, you have not been yourself.""Talk to me, do you have doubts about the treatment?” “I actually don’t have any doubt about the treatment, perhaps it’s because the doctors looked really professional, it’s just that Dumebi is hiding a lot of things.""I am beginning to doubt if I had ever known him at all.” John added. "Is it because of the house? Didn’t he tell you how he got the house, what else is making you confused?” "What about how he got those doctors, or about how he got the money to buy BRADON?” John asked further. With a sigh, his wife sat on the couch in the corner of the room, "what exactly is it John, God’s blessed your friend and you are sad? Who knew that something like this could happen…” “What if all the money is all gotten from fraud?” "Fr
Lizzy got to CELL very early that morning, she knew that many people wouldn’t be around yet. She had called the General Manager of CELL a day before to arrange a meeting with him. She moved to the GM office which was their meeting point. He was there, he was sitting down in his office, smoking a cigarette. She knocked on the door and then he responded, "who is there?" he asked as he put the cigarette down into an ash tray and hid it. He took an air freshener and sprayed the office. “it’s me sir, Lizzy.” Lizzy responded in a very calm voice. "Oh ok then, come in.” “I hope I wasn’t interrupting anything?” Lizzy asked as she entered the office shutting the door behind her. "Thank you so much sir for agreeing to see me.” "You said you had something important to tell me, that’s why I allowed for this meeting, so be quick. If it’s not worth it, you will pay for my time.” He said as he sniffed. “I promise it is worth it. Well you know that The New President of CELL was my ex brother i
"You want us to pretend to be Tony? How on earth are we going to do that?” Phillippe asked Charlie still confused of his idea. With a grunt of disappoinment, Charlie let out, "Urgh don’t let me regret involving you in this Phillippe, common why are you so slow.” “Ok, ok, just elaborate your plan a little further.” "Well I know that Tony had once saved Mr Wellington’s life, so Mr. Wellington must be fully aware of Tony’s skills. Looking at the fact that his daughter’s life was threaten recently, he must have tightened the security to keep her safe." "Miss. Wellington on the other hand is a shopping freak, party goer and a complete extrovert, she wants to go out all the time.” Charlie said as he took a pause. "Yes I know where does the Tony part comes in?” Phillippe asked as he still can't figure out Charlie's plan. "We are going to use a voice recorder to record Tony’s voice asking Sarah to come to a particular location. The only bad thing is, it wouldn’t be Tony she sees there,
“He is awake!” Paula exclaimed. John and I stood there looking at her speechlessly. “My son… my boy is he…?” John said as he hurriedly walked towards the room where George is. “George!” he screamed. I and Paula rushed towards him. “Don’t scream, his still recovering, but he opened his eyes briefly.” Paula said as she went to stabilize George. John was at the verge of tears. I tapped his shoulder. “I told you didn’t I, I told you he would be fine.” John turned back toward me and hugged me. It was quite emotional; I had trained myself not to feel any emotions but why do I feel emotions now. “My son is alive, he is alive! Thank you Dumebi, thank you Doctor Paula. Words can’t express how grateful I am for this.” John muttered as he cleaned the tears in his eyes. “Sorry I called you Dumebi. It would take me a while to get use to calling Tony please bear with me.” John said as with both laughed. “I am glad to see you two are settling your differences but I need you to know that he can