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The CEO'S syndrome CHAPTER ELEVEN: Mr Duncan, the Master of Ceremonies.
The room was lit. That was one way to describe the vicinity adequately. It was a large hall with a huge chandelier placed at the very center and four smaller ones at the four corners of the room. The clatter of glasses against another is heard as people conversed cheerfully.Every man and woman present are dressed like royalty. With the women most especially, they took special care to even the tiniest features they possessed.Most of them have their hair permed to perfection, others left it unruly in a fashionable manner.They all wore expensive shiny dresses and the men in decent tailored suit.Angela sat by her friend and listened to her account her last meeting in the Editor in chief's office. They are currently seated side by side on a round table with other occupants."And he said in a gruff voice, 'Miss Sophie, you mustn't need an Editor all the time. You are a reporter, you must have your way with words'", Sophia laughed at her own words with Angela following suit."And I have
The CEO'S syndrome CHAPTER TWELVE: The Reunion
The trio reclaimed their seat and sat watching intently as the host, Mr Duncan took his place at the stage and stood in front of the podium.Mr Duncan cleared his throat and tested the microphone by making funny sounds that made the guest laugh.Angela returned to her seat-now vacant from whosoever was seated on it earlier-and gave her friend an affirming smile that she was fine.Sophia was puzzled earlier, she was worried about her friend's whereabouts and was about to call her phone. She gave her friend's fingers a small squeeze and gave her full attention to the host.Mr Duncan cleared his throat again and addressed his guests."Good evening everyone. I want to start by appreciating every ambitious man and woman seated here, who left their busy schedules to assemble in my humble abode. I am highly honored".He made a deep bow and continued. "Also, I want to thank the main reason we are gathered here. The Investor, who generously provided funds to make this party a reality. Thank yo
The CEO'S syndrome CHAPTER THIRTEEN: The state of his face afterwards
"Thank you Aunt Meredith, you are the best!" Sophia went in search of her dearest Aunt after exchanging contact with James.If not for her sweet Aunty she would probably be at home doing unproductive things and lose the chance to be reunited with her teacher."See reasons why you should always attend parties, you never know who you might meet", Aunt Meredith winked.Aunt Meredith never had children, not that she couldn't but she never saw the need to. She believes that there are more than enough children in the world that need parents and a family. She is busy taking care of orphans. She runs an orphanage and also renders caregiving services for free. She loves to take care of children and sees Sophia as her own true firstborn child.Sophia is an orphan who left Nigeria at age four and grew up with her uncle as her only guardian. At the time Meredith was courting her husband, Sophia was twelve. She rarely talked to anyone and was very cold to Meredith.In all honesty, Sophia thought
The CEO'S syndrome CHAPTER FOURTEEN: There's fire on the mountain
"He wouldn't even answer his phone", Hilda panicked as she re-dialed Joseph's phone. Words could do no justice to explain the emotions she felt. She couldn't even sleep last night as she took so many turns and was restless.The party she thought would be to her advantage turned out to leave a bitter taste in her mouth. She was hoping that her son would come closer to her if he got selected among the other business men and women who the Investor would pick.She got her RSVP directly from Mr Duncan himself. He told her of the party himself and even persuaded her son to come as well as a rich Investor looking for brilliant ideas to support with his money would be in attendance.She never thought that the rich investor would turn out to be James. She should have not attended or even told Joseph to attend. She had brought this upon them.She paced the room desperately hoping to hear her son's cold voice on the other end. "Let the boy be," Mr Benjamin muttered calmly as he watched her. H
The CEO'S syndrome CHAPTER FIFTEEN: Father and son alone time
CHAPTER FIFTEEN "And then we add vegetable oil in drops", he raised the oil bottle and did as he said, "Around the edges, so it doesn't get sticky".Joseph expertly lifted the omelette to allow the oil spread better."Wow, this looks mouthwatering", James commented behind the camera.He suggested that they make a make a cooking video, Joseph volunteered to cook leaving James to be the cameraman."Raise your omelette with the spatula well, so it doesn't get burnt, see? Like this", Joseph smiled as he continued his task."Wow, our omelet is taking thirty minutes already but I'm still hungry", James commented again as he rubbed his tummy.Joseph flipped a few times, adding more oil as he answered, "It's taking a long time because a pro is making it"."Oh you mean a pro as in productive", James laughed hard."No, a pro as in professional, old man", Joseph explained as he laughed as well."And now, ladies and gent the meal is ready! Dad turn off the camera, it's time to eat!" Jo
The CEO'S syndrome CHAPTER SIXTEEN: CEO who doesn't work/ crybaby.
James went outside and opened the door for his guests. Sophia gave him a hug at once and asked series of questions concerning his wellbeing."How are you Tea? How was your night? Have you eaten? What did you eat? Hope you ate something fresh?"James answered her questions one after the other and turned to her friend who stood looking at the ground akwardly.He offered her a small smile as he said, "And you beautiful miss are?"As Angela raised her head to greet, avoiding his eyes.A thought slipped into James mind.She would be perfect for Joseph.He didn't know why he made such a conclusion and shrugged it off.Angela extended her hand for a shake but was pulled in, out of the blue for a hug."If you are friends with my sweet Sophia then you are like a daughter to me too", James concluded as he patted her back lovingly.Sophia watched their interaction in happiness."What is your name?", James asked her."My name is Angela. Angela Davis"James nodded his head in approval, "My name is
The CEO'S syndrome CHAPTER SEVENTEEN: Friends with benefits?
The trio were happy as they examined their work. It was past one in the afternoon but the result was worth all the time they spent in the kitchen.They made Jollof rice and crispy chicken for lunch with little puff puff to snack on after the meal. Sophia went further to make a drink made by infusion of Hibiscus in hot boiling water, commonly known as Zobo drink in Nigeria.Joseph joined in carrying utensils to the table too. He refused to show his face in the kitchen after Sophia called him a crybaby. Maybe he was too ashamed to face Angela, the boy had made a lovely entrance to shock Angela to her bones and was very happy when her face became pale but his happiness was short lived by Sophia's comment.After the table was set, he excused himself that he wanted to ease himself and made everyone groan, except Angela.He came back a few minutes to see everyone seated. With James at the head of the table, Sophia and Angela sat side by side with Sophia sitting next to James. Common sense d
The CEO'S syndrome CHAPTER EiGHTEEN: The story of the Deer and Lion
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN "Ha! And I thought you got fired bro", Omar joked as he entered the room with Fyodor following closely behind.Omar hugged him and patted his back energetically, he gave Joseph's ass a small smack "How is your old man, is he well?".Joseph patted his back awkwardly as he silently begged Fyodor for help.Fyodor shuddered, the scene before him reminded him of the slaps he received from time to time. He waved his hands and made himself comfortable.Omar smiled at his friend's uneasiness and sat too. He could not remember the last time so much happiness radiated from Joseph. He could feel his friend's happiness all the way to where he was sitting."What would you like? Coffee, tea?"Joseph questioned as he was about to press the intercom to inform his assistant."Or beer", Omar said quietly but audible for everyone in the room to hear."Dude! It's like nine in the morning!" Omar made his point clear as he smacked Omar's hand."Ouch! That hurts like a bitch!"Omar re
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CHAPTER SEVENTY SEVEN: The breakup
Her feet felt heavy with every step she took afar, her heart was drumming wildly within her ribcage and it felt like she was nauseous. As she ran, all she thought of was Joseph, he'd definitely misunderstood. Fate was cruel. Too cruel. Things were only just beginning to look bright only for this to happen. Angela didn't even care when her legs stopped moving or when her butt cheeks found comfort on the floor. She cried as the turnout of events replayed in her head, mocking her. When Joshua had noticed her unenthusiasm in whatever he had to say, he had proceeded to physical contact and just before she could have acted on his inappropriate manner of touching her, he had forced their lips to merge and enforced a rhythm. Angela regretted her decisions, she shouldn't have acknowledged his message when he'd sent it and even if she had, she ought to have picked a cafe that was packed with customers, not to reserve the most remote seats just so they do not get distracted easily with the da
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CHAPTER SEVENTY SIX: A change
The next morning, they took a bath together again. Even though Joseph's eyes twinkled with interest he didn't do anything out of question. He still respected the distance between them but he was insanely aware of her naked body throughout. After the bath, he made breakfast while Angela watched.Angela was happy. She was so happy that she couldn't control it when a tear slid down her face because she thought she wouldn't see a day when Joseph would be capable of taking care of his daily needs, talkless of another. Even though she had promised Joshua brunch, she ate a lot. After breakfast, they cleaned the dishes together and that was when she saw it again. That undeniable gaze that said it all. She had noticed it when they were taking a bath and how it didn't disappear when they broke their fast. Joseph would secretly watch her and shyly take his eyes somewhere else when she caught him.She held his hand in hers and smiled before she whispered with all alacrity, “I'm all yours. Foreve
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CHAPTER SEVENTY FIVE: The devoted caretaker
Like a cycle, days turned into weeks and weeks to months but Joseph still didn't get better. He still said close to nothing to Angela. He'd rather spend his time in his study. He had turned lean with time, as he barely ate. He barely associates with anything or anyone apart from his study. Angela has had enough. She didn't care what Joseph thought anymore or what her next actions would incite. Because he was slowly losing it. He needed help. And so, that fateful morning, after preparing a hot soup with easily digestible contents, she marched straight to his study and tried to force her way in but the door was locked. With no other plan but to scream, shout, cry or even use force if she had to, Angela marched towards the familiar corridor. Her next destination was his room, still no Joseph. She forcefully pushed the slide-in door that led to his bathroom and there he sat. Joseph sat like a fetus in its mother's womb as he wept. Like a child.Her eyes lost all the fire and she somewha
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CHAPTER SEVENTY FOUR: Grief
“Oh, I've always had a thing for grotesques but for work, it'll always be romance”, the writer chuckled to the camera as he adjusted his sitting position a few more times to look good for his audience.“What inspires your books then?”. Angela read out loud, totally uninterested. Joshua, the writer looked at nothing as he tried to form the right words or what he believes is right. “Love inspires my book”, he smiled to himself like he had just found something no one would ever find. “Love is real. Now, not the kind between siblings or relatives. The simple attraction you feel towards someone you don't even know too well”. He frowned as he continued, Angela almost thought he was already possessed by what made some writers write so well. “That wanton feeling is power. It's so powerful and beautiful and there's a lot to unravel, so yeah. That's why I always find myself writing about it”. He smiled finally, awarding himself marks for a test no one gave him. Angela nodded when she was su
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CHAPTER SEVENTY THREE: The Funeral
Mr James Wilson was buried on Friday. A very sunny Friday. It was so sunny that Joseph wished that it was raining. They had set up a small gathering, rather too small for a man established as Mr James. But still, many came to pay their respects, some even flew in that morning just to pay their last respect to such a kindhearted man like Mr James. As the priest said the prayers and Mr James' coffin was leveled into the ground, Joseph only prayed to wake up from this dream. He still hadn't accepted the news. He still remembered the conversations he'd shared with his father prior to his surgery. The words he had shared with Angela up to the time he had patiently waited to be reunited with his father once again. Alive. Not dead. But Dr. Murphy's downcast look had ruined it all. Joseph had waited patiently all for nothing. Had believed Angela's words before the surgery, all for his father's death to drive him to the end of time. He had killed his father.No. Not the doctor, at least J
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CHAPTER SEVENTY TWO: Horrid mistakes
Accuracy. That was definitely Dr Murphy's best word. He was always accurate. He knew the human anatomy like the palm of his hand. As a career man, he was never wrong, and has never lost a single patient during his thirty six years of treating patients. Dr Murphy was literally known as an aldonis in the surgery room.As he scrubbed in and entered the operation room, he said a little prayer to God that he’s kept his nickname this long. Inside the OR, he shook his head vehemently like a boxer ready for battle and whispered “Let's do this” to himself after washing his hands and went in where a nurse came forward to help him wear his sterile gown.A nurse eyed his scrub cap knowingly and turned to share smiles between her colleagues. They all knew Professor Murphy to be present for only very important surgeries and whenever he wore the specific cap on his head, it meant real business. That means the patient on the table would survive no matter the cost. The patient's lucky, she concluded
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CHAPTER SEVENTY ONE: An hopeful day
Morning came, even though Joseph was sore, his whole muscles ached and he had barely even slept, he was glad that an hopeful day had come. A day, he was allowed to dream. That morning Joseph prayed. He hadn't prayed for a long time but he found himself kneeling on the floor as he prayed for a successful procedure.Omar and Fyodor, Angela and Sophia had spent the night at the hospital but Omar had to leave because he had a meeting that couldn't be postponed, he had to be there. But he promised to return as soon as he could.Joseph watched Angela quietly from his side view, he hadn't said anything to her after crying at the garage, now, they were no different from two strangers. Or that was what he thought. She was saying something to Sophia before Sophia left to take a phone call.He watched her as she rubbed her eyes sleepily and sank deeper to the seat, she raised her legs from the ground and folded them to cross one another. These past few days, he had been rough. Very rough with he
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CHAPTER SEVENTY: LAST MOMENTS
Joy. Ultimum joy. Not the kind you feel after bagging a million dollar deal or getting a scholarship but the kind you feel when a ray of sunshine graces your head and suffices your skin with vitamin D, the kind of happiness you feel when the calm breeze grazes the short hairs on your skin. That kind of joy that bubbles from within, that shows itself even when you have a straight face. And that was all the duo felt as they watched intently.Fits of laughter, though weak, rumbled from Mr James chest as he watched closely. Upon his request, his son had transformed his hospital room into a cinema room. The lights turned off, except the lights sourced from the machines attached to him, Mr James relaxed into his bed folded halfway to allow him see the screen comfortably. Joseph was surprised when his father told him where he'd kept all the video clips in his house. He had thought naturally, that clips as such would have been lost. His parents hadn't parted in good times and his mother clea
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CHAPTER SIXTY NINE: Death, the inevitable
And there he sat. Like the dutiful son that he will always be. After the little episode at the garage, under the pretense of getting some air, Joseph returned to his only reason for both his unshed and shed tears of agony. Joseph adjusted the duvet that covered his father's body a few times. Afterwards, he'd stand and walk around a few times, he'd grit his teeth a few times, sometimes, torturing his poor nails as well. Only to look outside the window again, rake his hair frustratingly and then sit again. Joseph messed up the routine a few times, willing to do everything to while away time, he only wondered when his father would wake up again. He had to try again.He had to try to convince his father again. He just had to do something. His hands raked his hair again before a sob broke out. A second followed.“Son”, though hoarse, his father’s voice called out. Joseph jerked up immediately and covered the little distance between them.“Big man! Big man!!” His voice was hoarse too. May
