“I'm so sorry Agnes. I forgot to check the caller. I was so engrossed in work that it slipped my mind,” Camila said as Mrs Hockings chuckled.“It's okay. You really don't need to explain. I shouldn't have called by this time. I didn't think it through. Sorry for distracting you,” Mrs Hockings said as Camila shook her head.“No, it's okay. I wasn't really that busy,” Camila said as Mrs Hockings said a small okay. There was a minute of silence before Camila broke it. “Are you still there?” She asked.“Umm… yes. I don't know. I feel like I'm wasting your time,” Mrs Hockings said, chuckling nervously.“What is it, Agnes? Do you need anything?” Camila asked.“Well, yes. You remember that stuff you told me about?” Mrs Hockings asked as Camila tried recollecting.“Oh yes, I do remember. What's up? You finally gave it a thought.” Camila asked, smiling.“Yes, I did but I think I like it. I'll do it. I told my husband and daughter about it but Sheila wasn't too pleased about it because I was as
Abraham arrived at the gathering as other elite men praised him.“Here comes the richest business tycoon of our time,” Mr Loveday praised as other men laughed, agreeing with him. Abraham chuckled, shaking his head, grabbing a drink from a waiter passing by.“I think you all are giving me too much credit. I wouldn't have gone this far without any of you by my side. It was really a pleasure having each and every one of you around,” Abraham said, raising his glass to them as he drank from it.“My friend, you're too modest. We know how humble you are but at least, you should take praise for your hard work sometime,” Asher said as Abraham shrugged.“I hear you my friend. I'll definitely take your advice on that,” Abraham said as Asher laughed.“Of course. You do that,” he said, sighing. Unfortunately, Keith Thompson couldn't accept my invitation,” Asher said as Abraham, who was about to drink from his cup, paused. He just blinked and drank from his cup not showing anything.“That's unfortu
“Okay mum, I'm done listing the things I know you'll need for your business since you'll be starting at home,” Sheila said, writing some things down in a book.“Is that so?” Mrs Hockings asked, joining her daughter at the table.“Of course. It's your first business and I simply want to support you in whatever you're doing,” Sheila said as her mother smiled at her.“That's really sweet of you. Thank you,” Mrs Hockings said as Sheila waved her off.“It's nothing mum. I'm happy just doing this for you,” Sheila said as Mr Hockings snorted. She turned to her dad. “Was that a snort?” She asked, folding her hands.“Pardon me if it sounded offensive,” Mr Hockings said sarcastically.“No, don't stop on my account. Please, go ahead and speak your mind,” Sheila said as Mrs Hockings placed her hand on her forehead. She knew a quarrel was brewing between the father and daughter.“It's just funny how you're jealous of Camila just because she helped your mother. You're only trying to compete with he
Max parked the car after Sheila had gone inside. When he was done with what he was doing, he walked to Abraham's office.“Good evening sir,” he greeted, dropping the key on the table. “Her mum is starting a new business,” he reported as Abraham nodded.“Is that so?” He asked, still flipping through the file in his hands. “Okay. What else?” He asked.“She took help from Camila Joffrey to start this business which made Miss Hockings so angry that she went to confront them,” Max said as he didn't say anything. After some minutes, he sighed, tossing the file on the table.“You can go. Thanks for the info,” Abraham said as Max walked out.Keith sat on his table, going through some of the files on the table. Looking for the ones that need his signature when Chris bursts inside.“I'm sure you're aware that there is a thing called knocking,” he said, not raising his head from the work he was doing.“I think we have a problem sir,” Chris said with the hint of fear and worry evident in his voic
“That anchor was so unprofessional. No one has all the facts yet! Let the investigation happen first. Keith Thompson has always been a game-changer in the industry—he’ll bounce back.”“At least this one has brains,” Mrs Genevieve said.“A tragedy like this is hard enough without the media trying to make it worse. Keith Thompson took risks, like any good entrepreneur. Hopefully, he’ll rebuild and prove everyone wrong.” Smart read out as he chuckled. “This is all funny but at the same time, it's serious,” he said.“Maybe this is a wake-up call for him. You can’t just keep taking risks and expect people to trust you forever. Kudos to the anchor for telling it like it is.” Keith frowned, seeing this comment.“Just look at the nonsense they are saying. Why don't we sue all of them,” Mrs Genevieve ranted angrily. Before they could go any further, Keith turned off the projector. I've had enough. Let it rest and please, can no one not say anything? Let's just be quiet for a few minutes. I re
“You're no fun,” Sheila said softly while glaring at Keith who was looking at Camila who smiled at him. “Well, I have something to keep me busy. I'm going to blow out some steams on that reporter and those useless haters who commented wrongly,” Sheila said as Camila tried stopping her. “Don't even think about it. It's not going to work,” she said, bringing out her phone and going to work.“Quick question before you start,” Smart said as Sheila rolled her eyes, groaning.“What is it?” She asked.“Won't they know that you're the one if you drop a comment? It would implicate you,” Smart said as Sheila smiled.“Don't worry. I've got it covered,” she said, going back to her work. “Comment from Fiery Supporter,” she type, reading it out loud."Oh, look at all the armchair critics acting like they know a thing about business! Let me spell it out for you slow thinkers: Keith Thompson has achieved more in a year than any of you will in your entire sad lives. Accidents happen, but you keyboard
Keith and Camila went home together in silence. Each thinking about their own problems. They couldn't eat as they played with their food. Keith couldn't take it anymore as he stood up.“Where are you going?” Camila asked.“To my room,” Keith answered, carrying his plates.“But, you aren't done with your food yet,” Camila said as Keith looked at her then at her plate.“You should worry about your own self. You aren't even eaten and you're worried about me,” he said as he shook his head, going to keep his plates. Camila sighed, placing her spoon on her plate. Her mind was in turmoil. She stood up, picking her plates when Keith had already gone upstairs.She met Keith, still lost in his thoughts.“You okay?” She asked, sitting next to him as he sighed, holding her hands.“You don't seem okay yourself,” he told her, looking at her.“You want to talk about it?” She asked him as he shrugged.“Do you want to talk about your problem?” He asked her back as she sighed.“Not now,” she replied.“
Camila watched the news with anger evident in her face. She switched off the television.“The nerve of that lady. What's her deal? Why is she doing this? I feel like going over there and giving her the beating of her life. How dare she slander my man like that?” She asked, glaring at the television when she got a call. “Mrs Genevieve, what's up? Yes, I'm at the office. I watched the news. She is really annoying. How about we team up and beat her. She won't even know what hit her,” Camila suggested, laughing. “So, what's Keith doing?” She asked, flipping through her file. “What! How can he do such a thing? Is Keith okay? Oh my God. I'm so sad now that I won't be able to make it over there. Yes. I'm so busy. I have a very important meeting to attend right about now,” she said as her secretary knocked on the door lightly. She signaled saying she would be out in a minute. “When I'm done, I'll rush over,” she said, disconnecting the call.Sheila watched the news fuming.“What's this woman'