CHAPTER SEVEN.
Nathan's gaze roamed appreciatively over the room. He grinned at Bart.
Suddenly Bart spoke to him with respect and honor. That was the power of money. Money was indeed the ultimate. Now he had money, he felt powerful.
"Enjoy, Nathan." Bart said, smiling nervously. "Really happy to have met you. it's a pleasure."
"Bad days are gone." Nathan muttered to himself. "Dreams come true. oh yeah, they do.."
"Excuse me?" Bart leaned forward, towards Nathan.
"Nothing." Nathan firmly said.
"Okay, Sir." Bart said the last word uneasily. If wishes were horses.
Nathan nodded sheepishly. He didn't know how to feel. He was still struggling to overcome his surprise and shock. Just yesterday he was some poor kid mopping the floor, today his family were the richest in the world? Perfect example of miracle.
"I'll be on my way now," Nathan said, flipping his gold card.
"Thank you, hoping to see you around." Bart smiled in a cool way.
Nathan majestically walked outside Bart's office, dipping his gold card in the pockets of his pants.
By the time he was at the Bank reception, Anabel and Austin were already gone. He sighed, shaking his head. Thankful for seeing through Anabel who she really was before now.
The customer care lady glared at him angrily.
"Anything the matter?" Nathan asked. "Why glaring at me in such an inappropriate way?"
Nathan couldn't just understand why she was doing that. It was not proper, especially now he knew his family owned the bank.
"Shut up!" The customer care lady scoffed. "When will you get tired of living this fake life of yours, hoping you'd never get caught?"
"What are you saying?" Nathan enquired.
"What I am saying is simple! Stop pretending to have money, stop pretending like you are rich. we both know you aren't.." The customer care lady mocked. ".. Dingbat."
Nathan leaned on the wall, placing his hands over his chest. Watching the customer care lady make mockery of him - herself, made him smile wildly.
"And why are you smiling? You are a poor guy with absolutely nothing. Even if you want a loan from us in future, no one here will look your way."
The customer care lady stops talking on noticing Bart.
"What did I hear you say?" Bart questioned. "Who are you talking to?"
The customer care lady laughed, looking at Bart. "Oh, never mind, I'm trying to put this local poor fraudster in his place." She said, hoping to impress him.
"Who?" Bart's voice had a nasal whine in it, contained with worry.
The customer care lady pointed at Nathan. "That bonehead over there! Can you imagine the guts? I really need to put him in his place. coming here to fool me! Maybe we should call the police, manager."
"Keep quiet or you will lose your job." Bart threatened in a deadly serious tone. "How dare you?"
The customer care lady chuckled. "Sir, you don't understand, this dingbat is a fraudster! A thief! A cleaner at the University's basketball court. He is not who you think he is, he is fake!"
"That's enough!" Bart yelled, trying to normalize his tone, to avoid creating scene, that was unnecessary. "He is our most valid and honourable customer."
"What!!" The customer care lady replied, unbelievably. Staring at Nathan, in doubts and uncertainty.
"In fact, his family is the owner of this bank." Bart bragged, tapping into grace. "And he is now my very good friend." He said smiling at Nathan.
Nathan shook his head. Life was indeed funny and mysterious. A while ago he was treated like trash, now the manager wanted to associate with him. That was the power of money.
"Now apologize to him." Bart instructed.
The customer care lady looked at Nathan in bewilderment. "Is this a joke or something?" She smeared.
Bart grunted. "I said apologize! Or you will be sorry."
"I'm sorry." The customer care lady said, reluctantly.
"Apologize properly." Bart insisted.
"I am sorry Mr. Nathan, I apologise.my bad." The customer care lady said, looking away. "Forgive my manners."
Nathan cleared his throat. "Is this how you operate here, Mr. Bart?"
"No..no no no. Nathan it's not like that, not at all." Bart said, shooting the customer care lady a side eye. "This is just a confusion."
"Discrimination amongst the rich and poor, what other discrimination? Skin color?" Nathan demanded. "I am sure my father will be impressed when I give him a review."
"Oh no, Nathan. it is not like this. I mean. she is not a professional, she's a newbie around the block! But trust me, I will put her in her place." Bart gave Nathan a pleading look.
"Please I'm sorry." The customer care lady apologized. "It will never happen again."
"I have a question, quick one." Nathan stepped forward. "And what if you didn't discover my family own this bank, would you have treated me differently?"
Bart and the customer care lady ignored, swallowing hard on nothing.
"I thought as much." Nathan said, squeezing his face to express his displeasure.
"I am very sorry. I will organize a meeting and have a word with all the staff." Bart promised. "Please don't give a bad review to your father, allow us to make it up to you."
"I'd like to know how." Nathan responded.
Bart looked at the customer care without remorse. "I'm sorry, but your services are no longer needed here, please send in your resignation letter by tomorrow morning to my email or my front desk."
"Sir I am sorry, please forgive me. I promise, I swear on my life it will never happen again." The customer care lady begged.
"I'll see you later, Mr. Bart." Nathan said, then strode out of the bank.
The customer care lady looked at Bart, pleadingly.
"Don't worry, you didn't lose your job, I was just putting on a show to please him." Bart assured.
The customer lady breathed heavily. She muttered a 'Thank you' that didn't make it out of her lips.
***
Nathan walked down the streets of the big city feeling like a king. This was his time. This was his turn.
Suddenly the cheerleading captain, Charlotte, popped into his mind. He remembered it was also her birthday and she was having a birthday party.
Surprisingly, she was the best thing that happened to him of late. The only one that showed him genuine love in school. She deserved a gift.
Nathan made up his mind to get her the most expensive and memorable birthday gift. He took a taxi and headed to the most expensive shopping mall in the city, DREAM.
Like the name, DREAM, that had always been his dream, to make the shopping mall his favorite place to throw money around. Each time he passed by the mall, all he did was glare at the transparent automatic door.
He dared not to go closer, considering the fact he was just a cleaner at school. He'll probably be thrown out. But today was different, he felt rich - he was rich!
He was living his dream life, waking into DREAM shopping mall.
Nathan stepped into DREAM. He looked around in admiration, such a beauty to behold. He noticed the saleswoman glare at him unpleasantly without attending to him. He didn't care, he continued checking out the beautiful things he saw.
A fat man with a beautiful girl step into the mall, walking to the collection where Nathan was standing.
The saleswoman hurriedly looks up at them, excitedly, brightening her face. changed her expression with an enthusiastic smile and saluted them. "Welcome, welcome my beautiful people."
Nathan had a hard time trying to figure out what to pick. He finally decided to pick a handbag. The handbag looked expensive; he loved it. He didn't bother to look at the price tag.
He waited at the counter patiently, yet no one came to attend to him. They were all busy, the closet worker close to him was the saleswoman, and she was busy attending to the fat man and his woman.
"Hello. I've been standing here.." Nathan said aloud, looking at the saleswoman.
"You cannot afford that bag; did you even look at it?" The saleswoman laughed. "That is a custom-made bag, it's only two in the entire world, Beyonce purchased one yesterday, and certainly you cannot afford it. So please drop it. or, you might want to look at the price tag.."
Nathan glanced at the price tag then fixed his eyes back at the saleswoman, glaring at her in anger.
CHAPTER EIGHT.Two other saleswomen observed Nathan and the drama at hand.The first girl whispered to her co worker. "The poor boy thinks he can afford the bag." She laughed. "Loser! Look at him, he probably buys his clothes from the lost and found stand by the train station.""Common, don't be mean." The second girl said cautiously. "You don't know him...""I don't need to know him; his looks say everything.""You what they say, don't judge a book by its cover."The first girl shook her head. "I will judge this one by it's dirty cover, duh!" She rolled her eyes."Not all that glitters is gold."The first girl pointed at the fat man. "Well, this one glitter and it's gold."The second girl shrug sadly, watching Nathan."What kind of embarrassment is this?" Nathan asked.The saleswoman frowned. "You are the only one embarrassing yourself here. I told you; you cannot afford anything in this store."The second salesgirl matched forward to Nathan, smiling. "Hello sir, you are welcome to D
CHAPTER NINE.Nathan dipped his hands inside his pockets and brought out a gold card.All eyes were on Nathan and his gold card.The salesgirl and saleswoman laughed mockingly."That is fake. like he is." The saleswoman said."Or he probably stole it." The salesgirl added."It is pure gold!" The second salesgirl screamed, stretching to touch it.The man also reached out to feel the card. "This is gold." His eyes widened and mouth dropped open."Stunt! I don't believe." The saleswoman argued."Only one way to find out." The security man said, leading Nathan to the payment stand. "Make your payment now and save us time."At the payment stand, the cashier use Nathan's gold card and the payment is successfully made. Nathan dropping off a reasonable tip for the cashier."Case settled." The security man said. "My sincere apologies."The saleswoman leaned forward towards Nathan, smiling. "Hello sir. today has been a tough day..with one whole big misunderstanding." She stretched the last word
CHAPTER 10Charlotte crossed her legs and threw her back against the car seat. She might not know who the chauffeur was I where they were headed but she could tell that she was in for a luxurious ride.Anabel and the other girls couldn’t stop giggling. They would kill for such kinds of rides and couldn’t wait to reach their unknown destination.All through the five minutes ride, the birthday girl couldn’t stop roving her eyes inside the vehicle.“We are here!” The driver announced after pulling the car to a halt. He turned down the reflectors.Charlotte stuck out her head and the corners of her mouth were instantly stretched with excitement.TOWNSEND HALL!Everyone in the city knows Townsend Hall as the hall to die for. The spacious building has hosted different calibers of men ranging from politicians, business moguls, and celebrities who used it for their occasions.Charlotte was pleased and with a bright smile, she jumped out of the vehicle and was soon surrounded by her friends.A
CHAPTER 11Anabel got to the spot Nathan was standing and broke into a dry laugh the moment she caught a glimpse at the box he was holding. “What do you have wrapped in that box?” she was about to snatch the gift from him when Nathan hid it behind him. “Get away from me!”Anabel couldn’t hold back her laughter and Nathan felt taunted. “Who the hell do you think you are?” she pouted her lips and displayed a childish expression in her bid to mock him the more. “Poor Nathan. He even got a gift for Charlotte. What’s in that stupid box anyway? Some thrift clothes?” she continued with her wicked laugh. Nathan looked away. He knew that if he doesn’t move away from the scene, Anabel was going to tease him more and might even attract the crowd.“You are such a loser you know. Well, all thanks to the captain’s big heart, freeloaders like you can have access to Townsend hall for once in your miserable life.”“Whatever!” Nathan spat and moved away from her. “Get back here, dingbat!” Anabel
CHAPTER 12Mike turned to stare at the entrance to the hall and then motioned to Nathan with his head to follow him to a corner. With a frustrated sigh, the confused Nathan hurried after Mike.Mike then led Nathan to the parking lot, a few meters away from the exit. Before Mike could speak, Nathan interrupted.“I have a dozen questions to ask you.”Mike gave a warm smile. He could tell that Nathan’s sudden discovery about his inheritance had placed him on the edge.“It’s about your sudden wealth. Isn’t it?” Mike demanded with a quirked brow.Nathan acknowledged with repeated nods. He took his head into his hands. “Everything is happening so fast and…”“You can’t believe it!” Mike chipped in.Nathan sighed and folded his arms across his chest.Mike cleared his throat loudly and began taking steps toward Nathan. After bridging the gap between them, he began.“Everything is real!”Nathan arched a brow. Was Mike aware the whole time? So he was also pretending the way his parents were?”“U
CHAPTER 13The buzzing of Nathan’s phone was the signal that awakened him to the reality of a new day. He wiped his drowsy eyes with the edge of his palms and sat up. He had spent the night on the twin couch. “Shit!” he exclaimed after taking a glance at his wall clock. What happened to his alarm? He wondered and sprung off the couch. He then remembered that he switched phones and didn’t set an alarm on his iPhone. It was 6:30 am and his first class for the day was scheduled for 7 am sharp. It was Professor Ryan’s class and the man detests lateness. Nathan was about to dash to his bathroom when he recollected that a notification had made its way into his phone and had caused him to open his eyes. He grabbed his phone and quickly checked the notification. It was a message from Charlotte. ‘Thank you for the gift. I love it and I’m sorry about last night!’- CHARLOTTE. Nathan stared at his phone screen with a smile. He was glad Charlotte loved the gift. How did she get his phone
CHAPTER 14Nathan couldn’t believe his eyes. Everything was happening very fast. Just yesterday, he learned that he had been living a life of lies and now, Mike was presenting the key to a brand-new Rolls Royce to him.He began taking rushed steps toward the vehicle. When he got to the spot Mike was in, he heaved a deep sigh and turned to Mike.“Do you realize that I can’t even drive? I mean you know that I never owned a bike, right?”Mike was still presenting the car key to him. He broke into a laugh and walked up to Nathan.“Just take the keys and don’t worry about your driving skills. We’ll have that sorted out. “Mike replied.Nathan collected the keys from Mike and didn’t waste any time checking out the car. He ran his hands through it and examined the tires.“Wow!”He was about to check out the driver’s seat when the door to the front seat was pulled open.A young man, whose age Nathan guessed was thirty stepped out of the vehicle. He was smartly dressed in a black tuxedo.He fla
CHAPTER 15Anabel was speechless. She had to tighten the grip she had on her shopping basket because it almost slipped out of her grasp.She couldn’t help but wonder how Nathan owned a gold card. She could have sworn that it was fake until she watched the sales personnel hand over the card to the cashier who made use of it.“Have a great day sir!” the cashier told Nathan with a bright smile and handed back the card to him.“Our workers will escort you with the items.” The sales representative said.The items he bought were arranged in large shopping bags. Two men, dressed in the company uniform took charge of the large shopping bags while Nathan stepped ahead of them like a king.Anabel felt a sharp pain across her forehead. Was she dreaming or had Nathan gone far with his charade? First, it was the million-dollar bag he bought for Charlotte and now, he had a gold card.Sweats were beginning to team up on her forehead as she dive deep into the well of confusion. This was beyond a char
Steve pulled the car to a halt in front of the airport building. Nathan turned to Avery with a smile. “You still want to do this?” He asked with his hand stretched out toward her. She took his hand into hers. “More than anything in the world. I’ve been running around for years and I never told you this but the main reason why I came back to Rockville was to make peace with your soul and then build my brand from scratch now that you’re here, I just want to spend as much time with you as possible, away from the whole chaos and drama. Just the two of us.” Nathan planted a kiss on her forehead. “Thank you so much, Avery.”She smiled. “I’m excited. It’s going to be my first time in Russia and I just can’t wait to explore the city with the love of my life.”Steve cleared his throat loudly. “Looks like I also need to find the love of my life and take her to Russia.”They laughed.Suddenly, Nathan’s phone began to ring. He heaved a deep sigh and turned to Avery. “It’s Charles.”“It’s over.”
Morgan turned to his bodyguards who had been inside the lounge with him all this while. “Call for reinforcements. We’ve been tricked.”Derrick darted Morgan’s attention toward the chip on the table. “It’s a camouflage. It’s all programming shit.” He said and began to take off his jacket. Morgan was already sweating profusely. “I must find the real Alex. I need to kill that bastard today.”“Are you even serious?” Derrick cried out. “We are in a mess. That chip proved that this whole session was recorded.” He took his head into his hands. “I should have listened to Kelvin. This was a bad idea and now, we’re doomed. I’m not even sure if we’re the only ones in this building right now.”“I reserved the whole damn building and apart from the staff, there’s no damn customer here.” Morgan retorted and threw his gun on the floor. “My backup team will be here any moment from now and we’ll get the hell out of here. As for that recording chip, I don’t care about what’s in it or who had access t
“Now that your girlfriend is safe and out of the picture, let’s talk business,” Morgan said to Nathan’s camouflage who was sitting before him and Derrick. Both men had no idea that the man sitting in front of them was a product of science programmed to function like Alexander Alcantara with a chip buried in his head. The camouflage was programmed to follow Cole’s instructions and ever since he walked into the longue, his words and actions were being directed by Coke from outside. “Why did you kill my parents?” The camouflage asked Morgan. Morgan broke into a laugh. “Seriously? Do you think I have time for this? Do you want me to respond to your stupid questions? You’re doing this to buy time right?”“Isn’t it obvious that you have me under your mercy? If you are going to take me out then at least I deserve the chance to know why you killed everyone in my family.” Nathan replied. “For my brother’s sake.” Morgan quickly replied. “You killed Corrigan, the only person in the world wh
Nathan stretched his hand toward Avery and held her hand tightly. “You’ll be fine.” He mumbled to her lovingly. She nodded repeatedly.Derrick clenched his jaw and looked away while his bowels continued to heat up with rage. “You’re lying,” Morgan replied. “I gave you ten minutes to come here and according to my guards, you came alone so how did you get to rally troops and station them here?”Nathan chuckled. “I didn’t bring any troops from home. If you and your partner were smart enough, you’d know that this is the Grandiose Hotel and the Grandiose Hotel belongs to the Alcantaras.”Derrick and Morgan exchanged glances. “Shit!” Derrick cussed and rubbed his hair repeatedly. “It didn’t cross my mind.”Morgan frowned. “All I had to was give the manager a phone call before coming in. I told him that if four minutes pass by and Avery does not come walking through the door, he should tell the restaurant security squad to start firing.” Nathan said. Suddenly, Derrick snatched Morgan’s g
The waitresses returned carrying food trays. They graciously placed it on the table. Morgan reached for the plate of steak and began to devour it like a hungry lion. Avery kept staring at her plate of pasta and meatballs. “Are you okay?” Derrick demanded. “Yeah.” She replied and looked up. “Don’t eat that.” Nathan’s voice came through the chip. She heaved a deep sigh because that was exactly what was on her mind. What if the food was poisoned? She kept thinking. Nathan continued speaking to her. “Leave your bag there and get up. Act normal and tell them you need to use the restroom then you head out.”“I think I need to pee,” Avery announced. Morgan stopped eating and dropped his plate immediately. “But you just got here?”“Yeah.” Derrick agreed with a nod. Avery faked a smile and quickly stood up. “I think I had a lot of water earlier and now, I need to pee. I’ll be back soon.” She said. She was about to turn around when Morgan spoke. “Excuse me?” Avery turned around lookin
“You look as gorgeous as ever,” Nathan commented while Avery was tracing her way down the staircase. It was time to meet Derrick. He had already dropped the location and had called a while ago to say that he was on his way. Avery was wearing a short black floral dress with black sandals to match. Nathan had insisted that she apply makeup so that Derrick doesn’t sense her insecurity. “Are you sure about this?” Avery asked when she reached Nathan. Nathan took her face into his hands. “You’ll be fine. I promise you with my life.”She smiled. “If you say so.”“Remember, act normal and do as he says. Okay?”“Got it,” Avery replied and walked away. By the time she arrived at the restaurant, Derrick was already inside because he had texted her about three minutes ago that he had arrived. On her part, Avery had convinced him that their meeting was a secret because Nathan was not going to approve. She had taken a cab to get there. When Avery walked into the building, she was stunned by i
“Welcome, bro. What can I offer you?” Nathan demanded the moment Kelvin walked into his living room. Kelvin marched in and didn’t even look at the couch Nathan was presenting to him. “I don’t think I can sit.”“You look restless. What’s the matter?”Kelvin sighed and faced Nathan. “It’s Derrick. He had been in my place for the past three days and he’s been looking like shit.”“Did you ask you to come here and convince Avery to go back to me?” Nathan asked. He then raised an index finger. “Listen, tell Derrick that if I see him close to my woman, I’ll kill him so he should leave her alone.”“That’s not why I’m here.” Kelvin sharply replied. “Last night, he went on a rampage and drank several bottles of my wine and when I walked into him in my living room, he was half conscious and he said some things.”Nathan abruptly stood up. “What did he say?”“You and I both know that it’ll be difficult for a man like Derrick to change.” Said Kelvin. “It’s not like I’m condemning him.” He quickly
“He’s coming out shortly,” Daniel reported and sat with the rest of the team. That morning, Morgan’s allies stormed his mansion to talk about the tragic events that were unfolding. It was no news that his biggest warehouse was burnt to ashes. That evening, another one was looted and by midnight, Morgan got information that his security guards were attacked on their way back from the club and 6 perished while two were in a coma. Morgan made his way down the staircase, carrying the weight of his problems. However, he was sober and didn’t display any angry reaction. Perhaps, he was too beaten by the incidents that he had lost his will to react. His Allies looked upon him as he made his way toward them. The group consisted of his friends and partners who had helped him execute shady deals in the past. After he sat, Daniel stood up and cleared his throat loudly. “There is no denying that we all know who is behind the constant attacks. Without mincing words, I’d like to inform you all t
It was Saturday morning and during the weekends, Morgan plays tennis with Daniel, his assistant. Daniel is no fan of table tennis and barely knows how to hold the bat but every Saturday and Sunday morning, he shows up dressed in shorts with his gears just to impress Morgan. Also, Morgan knew that his assistant was bad in the sport so it gave him an edge to defeat him completely all the time. This morning, Daniel was already seated by the court in Morgan’s house and was waiting for his boss to show up. Morgan had just stepped out of his room and was on his way toward the living room before heading out to your court when his phone began to ring. He frowned and didn’t pick up the call. Even though he was a workaholic, he had made it clear to his workers that none of them would disturb him with work matters except if it was an emergency. The call persisted and the warning bells in Morgan’s head began to ring. What if this particular call was a case of emergency?The call was coming fr