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'
It seems the news anchor is really doing a good job dragging Keith Thompson,” Adam said as Abraham just looked into space. Adam wondered what he was thinking.“What has Sheila been doing lately?” Abraham asked as Adam looked like he was thinking.“As far as I know sir, she hasn't been doing anything. She's usually at home or out shopping. Your guys are doing a great job just as you thought them to,” Adam said as Abraham hummed.“That's good. Tell them to keep a very close eye on her. I do not trust her one bit,” Abraham said, standing up and leaving the office.So, have you heard anything about Mr Vileman?” Camila asked as Keith looked at her. “What?” She asked nonchalantly.“You know why?” He said.“I don't know,” she whispered, scratching the back of her head.“Don't be like Mrs Genevieve. Using his name like that. I'm sure it's not pronounced the way you spell it out,” Keith said as Camila shrugged.“Well, you can't deny that his name just shows how he is,” Camila said as Keith sig
Mrs Hockings actually took her husband's word into consideration. She woke up so early in the morning, printing out fliers for her new business. Mr Hockings came downstairs, seeing her so busy counting cupcakes that were on the table.“You really mean this, don't you?” He asked as she nodded.“I need to get this right. I baked some cupcakes which I could use for samples. I just hope it goes well,” Mrs Hockings said as Sheila entered, carrying baskets.“Good morning. I bought groceries,” she said, entering the kitchen and placing it on the counter.“You shouldn't have. We are okay,” Mrs Hockings said as Sheila rolled her eyes.“Don't worry about it, mother. You have my word that none of these things were bought with Abraham's money. They are my money,” she said, turning to her father. “I'll be taking my leave now, dad,” she said when her mother held her hand.“What is it, Sheila? You’ve been avoiding me and not picking up my calls. Did I do anything wrong?” Mrs Hockings asked as Sheila
Camila was busy laughing while eating. It looks like Keith was telling her something and she was finding it funny.“Cover your mouth and chew properly,” Keith scolded her lightly as she brought out her tongue, showing it to him. “Childish,” he said with a scoff.“You love me like that,” she said boastfully.“Do I? Let me think for a second,” he said, pretending to think while sneaking a glance at Camila who just looked at him with a smile on her face. “Of course, I do and you should be lucky,” he said as she chuckled.“Lucky?” She asked as he nodded. “Dude, you should be the one lucky to have me. I've done a lot for you. I mean your life won't have been this better if I hadn't come into your life,” Camila said as Keith shook his head.“Whatever floats your boat,” he said with a smile as Camila saw someone coming towards them.“Guess who just arrived,” Camila said as Keith felt so less concerned.“Isn't it Sheila?” Keith asked, eating his food. Camila wondered how he knew and so she lo