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The CEO'S syndrome CHAPTER TWENTY: Trouble in paradise?
"Jesus! You startled me".It was six in the morning yet the whole household was asleep as usual. The whole household except the newcomer.Fyodor jumped as he saw the woman who sat on the floor close to the floor to ceiling window.He had worn a gym suit with converse to match, he was preparing to go for a morning run. Unlike every other occupant in his household, Fyodor jogged every Sunday morning to clear his head."I'm sorry. I didn't mean to startle you", Alina said as she stood up, she was three months gone and her baby bump was beginning to show. Her belly seemed somewhat… weird? Coupled with her tiny frame.Wait.. what has gone wrong?She sounded sad and her voice sounded like her vocal cords were swollen. Was she crying?Now that Fyodor scanned her features, her eyes were puffy and glistening like she was crying a few minutes ago. Trouble in paradise?"Are you okay?", he found himself asking even though he just made fun of her. He couldn't walk out like it was none of his bu
The CEO'S syndrome CHAPTER TWENTY ONE: I'm going to church!
"Ivan, what are you doing out here? The whole family is preparing for church", Mr Babanin asked as he walked to his eldest son.He was checking the shrubs he had planted with the gardener two nights ago and saw his son idly muttering rubbish to himself.Ivan shrugged his shoulders, "Everyone except Fyodor. He is allergic to God". Mr Babanin snickered at his son's words. He is a happy father of two grown sons and he's even happier that he knew his sons well. Ivan always acted like Fyodor is a bone in his throat but his father knows that deep to the bottom of his heart, he knows every single dislike and liking of his younger brother, in other words, he loves his younger brother."Father, I am clearly not in a good mood", Ivan crossed his arms like only a three year old would."I can tell. I can", Mr Babanin feigned a solemn expression and sat next to his son."Now let's see what we can do to this ugly mood of yours".Ivan huffed angrily, he had come here to talk to the trees and shrubs
The CEO'S syndrome CHAPTER TWENTY TWO: My Lollipop
Fyodor was his mother's favorite person throughout the journey to the church. She walked by his side and sat by him in the car as she continued to make him see more reasons why he should attend the church regularly and of course punctually as she made sure everyone was ready in time to meet the praise and worship program.Fyodor was attending church today because he was bored. He didn't have work to do and decided to come along. His whole family thought that he never attended church services because he doesn't believe in God. Fyodor stopped going to church because he got too busy at work. He runs an Artificial intelligence organization, he doesn't have all the time to himself. In his own view, it wouldn't hurt to spend some time with God since he has nothing else to do. Besides, he needed ideas, he was thinking of making more Christian apps or machines that could serve the church or improve the Christian life and there was no better place to get ideas if not the church itself, was t
The CEO'S syndrome CHAPTER TWENTY THREE: Watch how I carefully unwrap you. In one piece. Trust me.
"Hmmm. Now let's check our To do list", James said as he picked the list of chores-he had written- from the table.Joseph had come to visit early and James brought the idea of cleaning and preparing for a barbecue evening. Joseph liked the idea, he enjoyed stuff that included his father. James made a list of things they had to do. They cleaned the whole house and went grocery shopping. James raised his pen ready to mark the ones they had done."Clean the patio""Done", Joseph yawned. They had been working as early as nine in the morning and it was almost four in the afternoon. Naturally, they could afford a cleaning service but Joseph knew how much his father delighted in carrying out small tasks by himself. Besides, they get to chit chat as they work."Clean the kitchen area""Done""Fix the faulty bulbs""Done big man""Wash the utensils""Done sire", Joseph jested.James laughed and continued, "Wash and arrange the veggies""Done"James scanned the concluding part of the list and
The CEO'S syndrome CHAPTER TWENTY FOUR: Who calls their mentor Tea?
"Angie! Join us at the table, you have cooked enough meat", James hollered."Just a sec!"Angela carried the remaining cooked meat to the table.Joseph stood at once and moved a chair backwards for Angela to sit before seating next to her."Beer?", he asked warmly."Nah, coke would do. Thank you", Sophia answered for Angela.She "Haha, very funny but I wasn't talking to you", Joseph rolled his eyes in circles and offered Angela a smile, "What would you like to drink, Angie?" "Thank you.Water would do for now".Sophia scoffed and played with her phone.Joseph unscrewed the cap of a bottle of water and passed it to her.She smiled in appreciation and drank from the bottle.James watched them amused. Joseph clearly likes her, he would definitely be a passionate lover and James would be happy to play matchmaker."I'm bored", Sophia announced as she dropped her phone noisily on the table."Let's play waltz", Joseph suggested."Who plays waltz nowadays?"Sophia rolled her eyes. How she wish
The CEO'S syndrome CHAPTER TWENTY FIVE: Trouble in Omar's paradise.
Omar spent his Sunday in a tight corner. Unlike his other two friends who had fun with their loved ones, he got tangled up in business affairs.Omar just had a bath and was preparing to take his cute little sister out for shopping.The shrill ringing of his business phone cut his preparations short.He suspiciously eyed the phone and answered the call. "Blake?"His assistant never called him during the weekends except if it was important, that was the protocol. He wondered what had gone wrong."Good afternoon Sir. I apologize for interrupting your Sunday but there's something you have to see", Blake rushed his words like a madman."What is it?", Omar questioned. His assistant was not one to call for irrelevances.Blake swallowed the lump in his throat, he had nothing to do with the problem but he was terrified to bring to the notice of his boss, but that was the right thing to do, he couldn't just allow someone to shut down the business."Sir, I found something fishy, you need to see
The CEO'S syndrome CHAPTER TWENTY SIX: Nora's fiance.
His phones rang incessantly, more mails popped up, his voice assistant wouldn't stop talking, the intercom buzzed repeatedly. Omar himself is found around all the mess as he talked to a man on the phone. "Ha, Mister man, you need not worry. You know I always take care of the bills". Omar ignored the state of his office. He too felt like a mess. After dealing with his drama queen aka Farah, he had dressed in a fine tailored suit to find his missing money on a Monday morning. The girl wouldn't allow him to leave home, it almost felt like he was a single dad. He chuckled at the memory and all other ones they had created."Don't worry. Mister man, I will get everything ready. Everything ready for your magic hands", Omar said as he laughed.Mister man is a friend he met at a bar, who understands numbers better than any man Omar's ever known. In other words, the man is a genius.Omar wanted him to look at the records and spot the hints he may have overlooked."Now do not patronize me. S
The CEO'S syndrome CHAPTER TWENTY SEVEN: No more Friday parties.
Tuesday was not any better for Omar, he still hadn't gotten a substantial lead. He still had no idea who the enemy was. He spent the wee hours browsing through the files till noon time.Omar would have continued to work till nightfall like the previous day, but his friends called him to lunch. They hadn't heard from him since Sunday and wondered what had gone wrong. They met at a restaurant and ordered light meals with only Joseph having the appetite of a wolverine."How are you both doing?" Fyodor looked from one friend to another. He didn't know of his friends but he did not feel happy at all.Joseph raised his head to look at his friends before bending again to enjoy his food.Omar sighed and ate a pea, "Someone is stealing from my company"."Someone?" Fyodor shook his head. It was totally unbelievable."Here I thought I'm the only one with problems. But my issue is quite manageable, might I add"Omar rolled his eyes, sometimes Fyodor could sound like Fyodor."How much? How much ha
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