At the Blackwood's Mansion. Marcus was lying on his bed, with a series of treatments being admitted to him by the doctor. He was still unconscious, Richard, Sam and some bodyguards were present."I will leave now sir Richard." The doctor said,"How's he doing? Will he be okay?" Richard asked with concern."Yes he will, he just needs some hours of bed rest. The bullet didn't penetrate, it only brushed his arm. He was only unconscious due to the excessive pain and tiredness." The doctor explained."Alright" Richard said, and the doctor responded with a slight bow before leaving.There was silence in the room for a few minutes."You shouldn't have let this happen." Richard stated."I'm so sorry boss, young master insisted, I couldn't afford to disobey his order." Sam explained."That's the most ridiculous explanation. Marcus is the last and only heir of the Blackwoods, his protection and safety is the most important thing." Richard raged."I'm so sorry, I promise it won't occur again."
Late at night, a black car parked at a fancy night restaurant. The left part of the car opened as Hannah stepped out and entered the restaurant. The security quickly opened the door for her.A woman in her fifties was already waiting for Hannah. She sat alone at a table, a glass of red wine in front of her. She was impeccably dressed, her hair perfectly coiffed, and her makeup flawless. "Mum" Hannah said going over to meet her, she sat down."You had to keep me waiting for so long." She said with a void expression."I'm sorry ma, traffic.""Didn't ask for a reason." She said rudely. "Have you done what I asked you to do?" She asked with a piercing gaze."Yes mum, Marcus and I had been divorced." Hannah said, an etch of regret in her voice."Good." She placed her hands delicately on the table. "Did you get to date a rich man now?" She asked."Yes and we are already engaged."“Engaged without my permission again?” She asked."Who's he? I hope he isn't some other wretched cameraman?" Sh
After Hannah was given a week to divorce Marcus, she was helpless and confused. She didn't know how to tell him, she loved him so much and he loved her just as much. There was no possible thing in the world that would make Marcus hate or agree to divorce her. She needed a plan, something worse that would give him a reason to sign the divorce papers.So she made an agreement with the adult film industry, she was never a porn star and could never be one, she had to plot the whole scenario, it was also her doings that made Marcus got the contract from the adult film industry. It was all part of the plot to make him hate her.After she humiliated Marcus in the adult film industry and he was kicked out, she fell to the ground crying her stomach out, she couldn't bear seeing him in pain, she was sure he would hate her at that moment.But then even when she asked for the divorce Marcus still loved her and wasn't ready to let her go. She had to force him to sign the divorce papers.She went f
Days have passed and Marcus's hand has healed. He was walking out from one of his companies , dressed in a tuxedo white suit."Are all the papers ready?" Marcus asked, he was on a phone call.."Yes young master, it's all ready?""And what about the new secretary? Have you found any?""Yes I have and she'll be in your office today to have a one on one interview with you" Sam said."Alright, I hope she's a professional? I don't want any clumsy person that always makes mistakes, I want a more serious person." Marcus said strictly."I assure you young master, she has an excellent degree"Marcus hung up taking a curve towards the exit, but suddenly a lady bumped into Marcus, spilling her hot coffee on his white suit."Argh!" Marcus gritted his teeth as the hot coffee burnt his chest and his clothes were also stained."I'm so sorry" she quickly apologized and a bugger was also on her other hand."F****" he cursed."I'll help you clean it up." She dropped her food on a counter next to her, b
Marcus instantly let go of Carmelia letting her fall on the ground, and then he turned off the shower.Jessica kept staring at both of them, and Carmelia rushed to her feet."Sorry sir" she apologized again."If you say that one more time!" Marcus was furious as he walked away from the bathroom with his wet shirt on, all the staff stared at him wondering why he was all soaked up, he ignored their gazes and walked to his car."O.M.G Carmelia, that was beautiful!" Jessica exclaimed."What?""Are you kidding me? The way the boss held you like a bride.""It's not what it seems like." Carmelia said, squeezing off the water on her cloth."Not as it seems? I bet you guys did a little quickie here?" She winked at Carmelia."What! disgusting, I would never. He's so rude." She frowned, adjusting her glass."Rude huh? I believe he went rude on you." She stared suspiciously at Carmelia."Why do you always think dirty? I missed my step and he accidentally caught me from falling.""Wow, romantic."
Carmelia left the mansion in tears, she felt hurt badly, she wiped her tears with her pink towel. She stoped a taxi leaving the premises. Marcus really spoiled her day, maybe she was the one at fault, maybe it was the way she reacted to him at the company, or maybe she was just bad.She sighed leaning backwards on the taxi seat. Her mom is sick and she had to work hard to cover up the bills and also make a living. Working as a secretary in the Blackwood's conglomerate is a dream come true, her life would change for good. But now she lost it and she had no other option to return to the NTT company as a common staff, although she wasn't certain she would return. She wouldn't want to work in Marcus's company anymore, she can't afford to see his face again to avoid humiliation.Her phone then rang, the caller was Jessica. Carmelia wasn't ready to pick the call so she just ghosted it, after multiple calls Jessica decided to send her a text instead. "What's the matter Carmelia? you aren't p
Marcus and Sam went to the site where his father's old project was, the building was incomplete and the place looked deserted."This is it, young master." Sam said."Yeah." Marcus dipped his hands in his pocket. "Uncle did say it was being claimed by someone else, but he never said exactly who. So what do we do next?" Marcus asked."Well you've got all the documents and proof to show the property belongs to the Blackwoods, I believe we should resume the project.""Great idea." Marcus said. He then proceeded to walk inside to get a clearer view, until a deep voice stopped him."Hey! Stand right there." A chubby looking man with a grey beard walked to them. "Who are you people?" He interrogated."I'm Marcus Blackwood.""Well I don't care." The man promoted, "what are you doing here?" He then asked."I don't understand your question. But this property belongs to my father." Marcus said."What're you blabbering about? This is Mr Wealth's property." The man corrected."Mr. Wealth? Who's
"How did you know?" Mr. Matthew asked, his curiosity piqued."That's not important. What's important is getting it back," Marcus insisted, his resolve unwavering.Mr. Matthew, however, seemed unmoved. "I'm sorry, Mr. Blackwood, but the government had to do something with the abandoned building. After all, it was just sitting there, and the Blackwoods were nowhere to be found. As the local government, we had a responsibility to take action."All Marcus could hear from his voice was his greed. "I don't care about that anymore Mr Matthew, all I want is a solution. I want that building back at all cost." Marcus kept a serious face."The building is now under Mr. Wealth's ownership," Mr. Matthew explained, his voice tinged with regret. "It might be impossible to retrieve it at this point."Marcus was determined to find a solution. "What do you mean by 'impossible'?" he pressed.Mr. Matthew sighed. "Mr. Wealth purchased the building for one billion dollars. I'm afraid it would be a very com