Asphalt Thompson was the next interviewee at Cabbage Master Laundry, so he went into the interview room where a man sat behind the table. The man had dark glasses on, so Asphalt could not see his eyes. Asphalt had thought there would be more than one interviewer but he could see that only one person was handling the interview.When the interviewer said nothing, Asphalt greeted, expecting further instructions."Asphalt Thompson?""Yes, sir. I’m the next candidate, Mr...""Ross," Ralph said, removing his glasses slowly.Soon, Asphalt could see him clearly, and recognition dawned on him as he fidgeted."Do you remember this face?" Ralph asked. He had the same disguise as the one he used at Lowell Real Estate that day.Asphalt thought about denying it but decided to be truthful since the man knew he was the same person. He stammered his response, "Ye... yes... yes... sir...""How do you feel standing before me for an interview that will get you the position of a production manager at CML?
“Bright Moore, sir,” he introduced himself to the man in front of him, still standing. He was the last candidate for the day, applying for the role of a security supervisor at Giant Security Services.“When are you concluding your suspension?” Ralph asked from behind his glasses. He could see the shock on Bright Moore’s face.“Suspension? What do you mean, sir?” Bright asked innocently, wondering how the man knew about his suspension. He tried to figure out if he knew his interviewer, but he couldn't see his face clearly.“You know what I’m talking about, so stop wasting my time and answer the question,” Ralph said with a stern voice and expression.Bright could no longer lie. He concluded the man knew about his suspension from Rovers Royale after that ‘poor couple’ visit to the hotel.“I will round off the suspension in about four months’ time, but I have not been paid ever since then, and I need money,” Bright explained.“You deserve it, don’t you think?” Ralph asked.“I didn't do a
Andre heard the knock a second time. He wasn’t expecting anyone. Victor was at work, and he had just spoken with him, who mentioned his phone conversation with Giant Gerald. Andre wondered who could be at the door.“Sabrina?” he muttered to himself, but then realized she would also be at work, possibly in Victor’s office. He walked to the door and peeped through the security hole, seeing what appeared to be a delivery man. He hadn’t ordered anything. Maybe Victor did. Cautiously, he opened the door.“I didn’t order anything. Wrong address…”“There’s nothing wrong about the address,” Bridget said, emerging from the corner where she had been hiding.“Mom!” Andre couldn’t hide the shock on his face.“Son! Inconsiderate son! How could you be this mean!” Bridget handed some cash to the supposed delivery man, who then left.“You went as far as hiring a delivery guy just to lure me out?” Andre asked, still stunned.“Because I knew you wouldn’t respond if you found out it was me,” Bridget rep
Victor was on his second bottle of wine when Gerald arrived. He waved at him, and Gerald made his way to the table. The pub was bustling, with music blaring loudly.“Why would you choose this place for the kind of meeting we have?” Gerald asked as he took his seat.“At least, greet first!” Victor said.“Am I here to greet? If you called me here to greet, then I can start greeting everyone as long as you pay me,” Gerald replied in an unfriendly tone.“You like money too much!” Victor observed.“Don’t you? Why do you work if not for money?” Gerald retorted.“Okay, fine. I was just trying to lighten the mood, but you’re obviously not in the mood,” Victor said, pushing the wine bottle aside.“I’m glad you finally see that. Why am I here?” Gerald asked.“To abduct someone,” Victor said.Gerald looked around to ensure no one was listening.“No cause for alarm. I chose this location because of its privacy,” Victor assured him.“Who do you want me to abduct?” Gerald finally asked.“Attorney S
He searched the room frantically, turning everything upside down, yet the leather box was nowhere to be found. He was certain he had kept it there, but now uncertainty clouded his thoughts.His wife was not in the room, so he sought to look for her around. She would probably know the whereabouts of the box since they used the room together. In haste, he rushed out of the room into the hallway and stopped short in his tracks."Are you looking for this?" It was West Summers, his mother-in-law, holding the box up with a sneer on her face. The box looked worn out."Yes, Mom. I have been looking for it. Thank you. Can I have it?"West burst into laughter."What's in there?""My savings." He had wanted to drop a part of his earnings for that week there when he discovered it was missing."Oh! Great. How long have you been saving this?""Since I got married.""Awesome! That’s a long time ago. You should have, at least, close to two million bucks here. How about we go check outside for everyon
"Move that piece of shit away from there!" The voice roared. Andre Summers! The Bully! Ralph instinctively recognized it as Andre's. He didn't need to turn around to confirm; the disdain in Andre's words was unmistakable.Although Ralph had initially parked at that spot which was his normal parking spot, he opted to avoid a confrontation. Even if he parked there, Andre would still have enough room to park his Rovers Classic, a luxury car from Rovers Motors. A bicycle does not require that much space! But, Andre always looked for his trouble. "Not today," he muttered under his breath. Calmly, he hopped back on his bicycle and rode it down to another location.As Ralph pedaled away, Andre continued honking loudly, attracting the curious glances of nearby Summers workers who peeked out to see what was happening. Immediately they saw it was Andre, they hid themselves and watched from their hidings. No one liked to get into his bad books. He might ask Lady Margarita to lay them off. Soo
Ralph didn’t faze; he was accustomed to such treatment, a norm growing up on the streets of Vernice. He resisted the urge to retaliate, knowing it wouldn't be right to mishandle a woman. Plus, he didn’t want to escalate the situation and hurt Diana further. He chose to let it go, understanding the dynamics of his life so far in the Summers mansion. So, he wiped his face with his palm.“Do you have more disrespect to show me? Get out and never come back here!” Lady Margarita demanded, her anger unabated.On impulse, Diana went on her knees, attempting to salvage the situation. “Please don’t be angry. He will apologize, granny,” she pleaded, pulling Ralph down to kneel beside her.Reluctantly, for the sake of Diana, Ralph knelt and apologized. The room fell silent, waiting for Lady Margarita's reaction.“Are you just going to kneel there like a dumb head?” Lady Margarita demanded, her stern gaze fixed on Ralph.“I apologize,” Ralph muttered, almost indistinctly.“For what?” Lady Margari
The most influential figure in Rovers County, after whom the County was named, had just suddenly passed away, and everyone was curious to know who his successor would be since he had no living family. The Summers family was not left out. Lady Margarita Summers was keenly interested in Mr. Rovers’ successor. Summers Luxury Automobiles, the major family business of the Summers, was almost dependent on Rovers Motors which was one of the many companies owned by the deceased Billionaire.With a sense of urgency, Lady Margarita convened an emergency meeting of the Summers family to discuss and speculate on the identity of the next owner of Rovers Group of companies. The family recognized the need to establish favorable relations with the successor, considering the late Mr. Rovers' approval of their dealership contract, though he had remained elusive since the tragic incident that claimed his family."Even though Mr. Rovers managed his companies from his Villa and didn't meet with us much