Charles’ eyelids fluttered open as he gained consciousness. He looked around, and noticed he was in a hospital. He felt relieved that Vera acted fast on the issue.Vera noticed he was awake, and moved closer to him, with an expression of worry. “Are you okay now? How are you feeling?” She asked, out of concern. Charles managed to sit up, although with little pains here and there.“I’m much better, I guess. Thanks for helping me before it became too late.” “You’re welcome. So, what happened?” Vera asked, out of curiosity.“I really don’t know. All I know is I felt really weak, and dizzy as soon as I got home.”The doctor came in before Charles could continue speaking, and silence reigned except for the taps which the doctor’s shoes made.“Good evening, Mr. Lincoln. How are you feeling now?” The doctor questioned, with a slight smile.“I’m much better, doctor. What does the test say about my condition?” Charles asked as he noticed the papers in the doctor’s hands.“Oh! Well, it says
About two weeks passed, and Charles had gotten better. He had also rushed up his plan on stepping down from the governor position.He had passed it down to Mr. Daniels and people were gradually adjusting to the change. Although, some people got annoyed, but they came to forgive him for the change.Charles was in his sitting room, tapping his feet at intervals, and waiting for his guards to arrive. He had dismissed them because he didn’t think he was going to go out again that night, so he had to wait.He so much wanted to shake his father, and step brothers by letting them know that he knows they sent Rosaline to him. He wanted them to lose their confidence when the court day drew near.He knew that when they got to know that he knows of their secret, they’ll be careful in while crossing paths with him.Soon, his guards arrived, and they and Charles got into his car. The chauffeur drove them off to the Lincoln’s house, and when they got there, Charles got out of the car, signaling his
“Doctor, how is he, now?” Charles inquired about his chauffeur’s health condition.“he’s better now. Everything has been worked on. So, he’ll be fine in a few days. The bullet didn’t go deep. It only grazed a little of his flesh.” The doctor reported, trying to make Charles feel rest assured.“Oh, alright, thank you.”Charles walked out of the hospital, relieved that his chauffeur wasn’t in a critical condition.“Taxi!” He waved his hand for the taxi to slow down.As he got into the cab, he informed the cab driver of his address, and then leaned back on the car seat, with his eyes closed.Then a call came in for him from one of his guards. He answered it immediately, hoping they had gotten the name of whoever had sent those armed guards.“And how did it go? Did they confess?” “Yes, they did. They said it was Mark Adam who sent them to kill you.”“Really? I guess he must have found out that I ratted him out to Mr. Darwin. Well, this was the dumbest way to get back at me. Tell the cops
Jefferson drove off to Charles’ home, not minding the time of the night. All he wanted was a solution to his problem, and he hoped that Charles would help him better than he did, the last time.As soon as he got to Charles’ front door, he rang the doorbell twice, and hoped that Charles wasn’t surprisingly asleep yet.There was no response even after a while, so he rang the doorbell again, and this time he heard someone coming towards the door. He rubbed his palms together, and adjusted his clothes.Then the door opened a little.“Good evening. Please I’ll like to see your boss. I’m Jefferson.” Jefferson said to the maid.“Give me a minute, please.” She said, then closed the door behind her.Jefferson turned around and stared at the garden, and the bright lights of the night. Although, he had never for once dreamt that he would be standing somewhere like this place for help, and the owner of the place would be Charles.Then he exhaled. “I guess this is how life turns tables at times.”
Chapter SeventyCharles stood up, and clasped his fingers with a smile on his face.“Wow. What brings you here to my office, Mrs. Adam?” Charles asked as he tapped his fingers on his table.Mrs. Adam was quite surprised at how Charles had changed the company in just a few weeks of possession. It was much better than when she was still in power.And what was more surprising was how he looked really wealthy and powerful. But then, she didn’t expect him to welcome her with a smile, and that made her confidence shatter.But she tried to regain her confidence back as she needed it to speak with him, concerning their affairs.“Have your seat, please.” Charles urged as he joined her in the center of the office, then sat down.Mrs. Adam sat down quietly, and moistened her lips as she got herself ready to speak.“So, how may I help you, Mrs. Adam?” “It’s quite weird of you calling me that right now, but anyways, I have come here to speak to you about something.” Mrs. Adam spoke out.“Uhm… Let
Charles wondered what exactly he needed to do and how much benefits he and Mr. Grayson would get for a business trip to have been mentioned.“We would have gone together, but right now, I have a lot on my table.”“It’s fine. I’m all ears.”“There’s this man, called Alaric Dane. He is a multi-billionaire who owns many lands, companies, cruise ships, etc. I need to get him to buy a land of mine which is at Chicago where he is.”Charles leaned against his chair with keen interest as he wanted to understand where Mr. Grayson was heading to.“If he buys that land, the money that comes from it would be used to make these special robots in bulk as I have just signed a deal of sending about a thousand of these robots to an influential man.” Mr. Grayson explained.“Alright?”“But Mr. Dane is very obstinate. It takes a lot to persuade him to do something, or you might not be successful at all. I have been trying to make him buy my land, but it hasn’t worked, but I believe you can make it work.”
Charles phoned Mr. Grayson a little to midnight after he had thought his plan over and over, through and through, and on the second ring, Mr. Grayson picked. "Well…" Charles started."You've made up your mind?" Mr. Grayson asked, wondering what Charles' decision was going to be."Yes, I have." Charles replied as he played with a loose wool from his pillow. "And what is it?" Mr. Grayson asked, and Charles smiled. He could hear the eagerness in Mr. Grayson's voice. Mr. Grayson was really looking up to Charles and it was all the more reason for Charles to feel pressured to make it work. "I'm going to try my best to convince Mr. Dane." Charles replied, and Mr. Grayson couldn't contain his smiles."Thanks so much, Charles. I really appreciate it. I really do." Mr. Grayson told him honestly, and Charles smiled still twirling the loose wool around his finger. "So, I'll arrange your flight. You just need to get the necessary documents ready." Mr. Grayson added, and Charles sat up straight.
Charles decided to ignore it, thinking maybe she was just like that—weird, and smiling."Alaric is having a meeting right now. He actually didn't plan for it. It was a sort of impromptu meeting. It was uncalled for so he had to attend to it using Skype. He'll be down in a moment, so in the meantime, I can keep you occupied. I'm Josephine, Alaric's wife." She explained, then introduced herself as she walked to him, extending her hand.He shook it politely and she held onto his hand. Charles wondered what was wrong with her. She had just called herself Alaric's wife so why was she still trying to flirt with him? Was she there to sabotage his mission?"Would you let go please?" He asked, the words polite and soft but nothing like the hard look in his eyes, and she smiled and left his hand."You're just what I like. Well, follow me. I want to give you a tour of our house as requested by Alaric. He's sorry for keeping you waiting when you must be busy so he wanted you to take your mind of