Andrew strode confidently toward the entrance of the luxurious mansion, his footsteps echoing off the marble floor. The warm sunlight streaming through the glass doors highlighted his demure expression. As he approached the security checkpoint, a burly guard, Joe, stepped forward, blocking his path. Joe's thick arms crossed his chest, and his brow furrowed. Andrew stared at him with disdain. He was one of the Guards who made his life a living hell in the mansion and Andrew felt like throwing a punch on his face but held back. "Hold up, Andrew. You're not welcome here anymore," Joe growled, staring at him intently as though he would beat him up if he made another move. Andrew raised an eyebrow, his eyes narrowing slightly. "What are you talking about? Will you get out of my sight this Instant! he scolded , his voice loud enough to alert another guard who started walking towards them hastily. Joe shifted his weight, his eyes darting to the side. "Lady Gaga's orders. You're not allo
The warm air in the garden felt different, grazing Lisa's skin. She couldn't tell what it was in the serene environment but it soothed her nerves, making her insides relaxed and propelling her for the question that lingered on her mind. She opened her mouth to say something but then hesitated and closed it back. Her thoughts were toppling over and she had needed answers to each lingering question on her mind. Andrew could feel Lisa's temperature change from just her palm, he looked down at where their palms were intertwined before looking back at her. "Is everything okay, sweetie?" Andrew couldn't help but ask, her worry was evident in her slight trots. Lisa turned to look at Andrew with a surprised look spread across her features. "How do you know something is bothering me?" She asked. "I can tell, sweetie, it's all over your face," Andrew replied. Lisa sighed and kept her gaze ahead. "I did not want to ruin our walk, Andrew, let's just keep that aside." "Oh c'mon now, it's ju
"And please allow me to invite you to the table up here with me.....well come on up here, Patrick. " Andrew gestured toward Patrick who held an expectant gaze on his face. Patrick adjusted his tuxedo before he stood up and made his way across the conference room, a smile playing across his face. Patrick couldn't contain his excitement as he joined Andrew. "Thank you so much, boss," Patrick said, reaching his hand out for a handshake. "I should be the one thanking you, Patrick." Andrew started, taking his hand, "You have managed this company well and you deserve this promotion." Andrew took Patrick's hand and shook it fervently. Patrick didn't know how to respond other than to let out another thank you. "Please let's give our new CEO of THE GENIUS GROUP OF COMPANIES, Patrick a round of applause." Andrew let out and all pairs of hands began to resound in an applause of accolade. "Thank you so much boss, I just cannot thank you enough." Patrick let out. "You are welcome, Patrick,"
Chapter 82Andrew couldn't help but mutter curses under his breath while he drove back home to his family. His insides were burning with so much rage that even the fabric he was clothed with scorched his neck. "That bastard really thinks that he had me in a corner didn't he?!" Andrew spat out, letting a wry smile that failed to reach his eyes. He concentrated on the road, making sure that his thoughts didn't distort his concentration on driving. In as much as Reginald was still in that company and two days had not elapsed, he was going to make sure that Reginald felt every inch of ridicule if he still insisted on staying in the company. "Reginald does not know the length I can to spite him. " Andrew let out, clutching the wheels tightly until his knuckles turned white. Andrew arrived at a red stop and brought down his glasses so he could get a better look at the signpost that was adjacent to him. "Hmm, this looks like a nice place to eat, I should bring Lisa here sometime." A sli
Chapter 83Andrew was still in shock when the screen disappeared. He wiped the sweat away from his face. The gate suddenly opened and the gatekeeper stepped out, signaling to Andrew to make his way inside the house. "The hell?!" Andrew managed to mutter after he had regained his composure. Despite the air conditioner working just fine, his clothes were drenched with his own sweat. His hands trembled when he tried to get hold of the car keys and start the car. When he couldn't seem to get hold of himself. He unlocked the car and got down from it, making his way through the gate instead. "Good afternoon boss, welcome home boss." The gatekeeper greeted. Andrew barely waved at him and made his way inside. The gatekeeper's face contorted in confusion, his eyes glued to Andrew as he made his way into the house with the car still parked outside. He noticed that Andrew's hair was dishevelled, he looked disoriented and his clothes soaked down to his shoes. "Boss, what about your car?" Th
Andrew woke up the next morning to see his breakfast already set on the table in front of him. He was thankful that he had not knocked the food down when he tried to get up. He rubbed the back of his head and slowly arose from the bed. He was beyond baffled that when he woke up, it was already day. "Had I really slept for that long?" He quizzed himself while his eyes searched the room for his phone. He finally found it lying on the bed beside him. He reached for it and turned it on to check the time. "What the— eight thirty-five?!" He exclaimed, running his fingers through his hair, "I remember I got back from the office by two or thereabout, so I slept from then till now." Andrew's calculations were on point. He replied to his text and checked on the missed calls that he had, making a mental note to call them back when he had gotten himself together. He let the phone slip from his hand onto the bed and was about to make his way across the room when his eyes caught the breakfast l
Andrew was unable to peel his eyes away from the screen as he kept on reading the message over and over again inside his head. His other hand clutched the wheel of his cloth while he drove down to his office even when he had no reason to be there that day. He didn't realize that he was still dressed in his clothes from yesterday. All he thought of at that moment was to get to his office as soon as possible, he hadn't even remembered the promise that he made to himself not to But when he got there, he was surprised that the office was still in the condition. "What in the name of— is this a prank or something?" Andrew raised his phone to his face and read the text message again. "I thought the message said a part of the company was burning," Andrew said still staring dumbfoundedly at the text message before letting it down. "Everything seems to be in perfect condition here." Andrew pressed down on the car horn and waited for the gate to open before he drove in. The gatekeeper was eq
The screen disappeared and materialized again. "First mission?" Andrew muttered under his breath. –Tap on the screen to display your mission–"I'm not tapping on any bullshit!" Andrew's resolve grew and he went back to his office chair. –Very well then. It might interest you to know that the theme of this mission is to get back your wealth–All the hairs on Andrew's body stood and he gritted his teeth. It dawned on him that the dream he had about his parents was somehow connected to this. It seemed odd what he was getting himself into. He placed the paper angrily on the table and clutched his hand with both hands. "I don't know Valkyron but this doesn't feel real," Andrew admitted. –I must apologize if you feel that way, master but the earlier you accept responsibility for your mission the faster you can get your wealth before your rivals do–Andrew shot his head up immediately, 'There are others involved in this too' he intoned internally. –Yes there are–"What the—" Andrew exc