As Seamus offered to sponsor the party, Dax couldn't help but feel suspicious. He knew that Seamus had ulterior motives, and he suspected that the offer of sponsorship was just a ploy to put him in debt. Dax didn't want to be beholden to Seamus, and he certainly didn't want to give him any leverage over him.HDax narrowed his eyes, his jaw clenched. "I don't want your money, Seamus. I don't want anything from you. You've done enough damage."Seamus's smile faltered, and for a moment, his facade of calm composure slipped away. "I know I made mistakes, Dax. I've been trying to make things right. I just want to help."Dax scoffed. "Your help is tainted. You can't buy your way back into my good graces. You should know that by now."Seamus's face was pale, and he looked truly distraught. "You're right. I know I can't buy your forgiveness. But please don't shut me out completely. I'm not the same person I was before, and I want to prove that to you."Dax shook his head. "I'm done talking a
He grabbed the phone and hurled it against the wall, watching it shatter into pieces. He sank to the floor, burying his head in his hands. He felt completely alone, and he didn't know how to get himself out of this mess. In that moment, he realized that his anger and resentment were only hurting him. He knew he had to find a way to let go of his negative feelings, but he didn't know where to start. Suddenly, a memory flashed through his mind. It was of his grandfather, James, who had always been a source of wisdom and guidance in his life. He remembered something James had once said to him: "Sometimes the hardest thing in life is to let go of the things that are hurting us."Dax was feeling the weight of the world on his shoulders. He knew he was letting everyone down, but he didn't know what to do. He couldn't bring himself to face Roger, and he couldn't bring himself to tell Jennifer the truth. He was stuck in a lose-lose situation, and he didn't know how to get out.Meanwhile, Jen
Dax took a deep breath and considered his answer carefully. "I'm still processing everything that's happened, and it's not easy. But I'm committed to doing what's best for the company, and that means working with Seamus. I'm not going to pretend that everything is fine, but I'm willing to put the past behind us and focus on the future. I know that won't be easy, but I'm willing to try."Roger studied him for a moment, and then nodded. "I appreciate your honesty, Dax. It takes a lot of courage to admit that you're still struggling. But I admire your commitment to doing what's best for the company, even when it's difficult. That's the kind of leadership we need right now."Dax felt a sense of relief, knowing that he had gained some of Roger's trust back. But he knew there was still a long way to go. He decided to be open and honest from now on, no matter how difficult it was. It was the only way to move forward."Let's talk about the shares."Roger opened the meeting by laying out his of
Dax Edmund, a simple man with black hair and blue eyes, built from manual work was heading to his wife's apartment after a gruesome day at work.He wanted to surprise her with the gift he bought her from the jewelry store. His chest lifted with pride, with every dollar he scraped to afford the jewelry piece as a token of his love.He approached her apartment and knocked. He was met with a beautiful lady with red hair and her body was emblazoned with a satiny white robe. He took her in but she was not impressed.He heard a male voice in the background until he came face to face with Kevin Korbin who smiled deviously."Who the hell is this?""That's my boyfriend, Kevin Korbin.""Are you serious?" He lurched forward, his blood pumping with adrenaline. "But I'm your husband, how could you invite such a man into your apartment?"Allora pushed him."I would ask the same thing about you. Allora deserves better." Korbin said to him. "There's only one man in her life and that man is me."Dax cl
Dax felt foolish, he thought that love was more important than money, it turned out that he had been foolish to believe that Allora would accept him for who he was. It backfired. Love was nothing but an illusion.And now he was the heir to the estate company that he slaved away in for four years. He was a broken man who tried hard to make something good out of himself. But it worked out for his good.He brushed his eyes. "Your parents were killed by the loan sharks and you were missing from your carriage.""They only preyed after poor people.""Yes but this was an entirely different story. Many people had speculations.""What happened to them? Perhaps they were mistaken." A void formed in his chest at the thought of his parents, he was never going to see them again."They drove a rolls Royce, Mr Edmund.""A Rolls Royce."Bryson nodded dropping a file. His eyes widened at the smashed Rolls Royce, the doors wide open and the marks for the bodies."How do you know that I'm the lost heir
He lowered his head on the desk and he was met by Jennifer Bezos, his assistant."Aww, cheer up, Boss."Dax gazed at the divorce papers, his eyes scraped every word. He recalled when Allora's father Martin Hills make him sign a prenup to prove his love for her. He cringed and signed his name on the divorce paper.He never wanted to see her again."I don't want to see this woman around unless it's on the grounds of divorce."He spoke.She nodded taking the file out of his office.He was not happy with the news that they were understaffed. He could not stop thinking about the loss.He went to the gym to engage himself in some cardio exercises staring at the mirror. The gym was empty, Bryson had gone to take care of some security work.He worked till he couldn't bring himself to do anything and sat back downing a bottle of water.Dax went towards the balcony to watch the labourers down there weeding and clearing up the garden with patterns like an ancient Aztec pattern and a fountain at t
He touched his head. He needed to unwind."Hello.""Miss Shannon O'Malley, this is Edmund. I hear that you give guitar lessons.""Yes, you've come to the right person. I'm your girl. What time are you available to take lessons?""5 o'clock." He spoke. "I have a roster for everyday.""Aye, 5 o'clock. I don't think that'd be necessary.""You give guitar lessons and you don't understand the concepts of time management?"Shannon squawked. "Of course I do. See you there."Dax frowned impatiently. "Thank you for your time, miss O'Malley.""You're welcome."Dax lowered the phone and sighed. "That was difficult." He couldn't wait to start learning."Get me a guitar." He said and the errand boy nodded leaving.He sighed. He couldn't get anything done just anticipating Allora's return. There had to be a way to solve this amicably.Shannon O'Malley arrived. "Shannon, I'm here to teach the master a lesson." She said.The guard eyed her. "What do you have in your case?""A whole bag uh poison porcu
Dax tried hard to meet up, he had inventory management. He was aware of the competition, he wanted to make sure that they were the best choice.He offered the team some incentive to find some weaknesses on the part of the other companies.The permanent workers were making progress being installed.He checked his watch. He had the technical team work on the search engines and the newer project, a user friendly app to keep up with their demands.He had a gala event to attend and He upped the prices and offered incentives like discounts on home maintenance services or free upgrades to premium features. "Put that on the ad."He brushed his temple and he took down a suit."Sir.""Bryson, I'm so surprised to hear from you.""Are you ready for the event."He wanted to use the opportunity to network with some business owners and potential partners. By 8 pm. He was on his way to the event.He emerged from the car and he went towards the building decorated with lights.He walked in and declined