Different cardboard boxes were filled with Mr. Andrew’s office's personal belongings—framed photos and other things. He had instructed Scott to come to pick them up with other aids, but Mr. Andrew had to come around to be certain they were doing the right thing.As they moved out with the boxes right before Mr. Andrew, the weight of defeat sat heavy in his chest. His once bustling office is now a scene of quiet desolation. The cabinets that were once filled are now empty, and the office is like a hollow echo. He knew there was no place for him there again.He was so ashamed to formally let his employees know about the latest development, presuming that in no time they would get to know when the news must be out. Mr. Andrew couldn't imagine something could ever make him sell his company; to him, it was as impossible as seeing the sunrise from the west, but this was a decision he had no choice.He wished he had listened to Scott many times before rushing to strike the deal, but that wa
“The fish is finally hooked,” Blade said. “I wonder what he must be up to by now because I know he is always thinking about what to do next.” His heart bubbled with so much excitement.“Very industrious man like him,” Jack chuckled, with a satisfied smile playing on his lips, as he thought the taking over of Mr. Andrew's 'empire' was finally a thing of reality.The news that Agron took over the company is everywhere. In fact, that's the trending news on all the media platforms one could think of.“When will Jasmine be getting the papers used in acquiring the company? I want to see them with my eyes. Just hearing the news isn't enough.” Mockery could be depicted in each of the words Jack said.“Of course, young master. That one is not a problem. You know, she said she was busy for the past two weeks with some formal processing of handing over to our company, and that was why she hasn't been around. We all agreed you wouldn't be visiting the incorporation for that; if not, you would hav
“Welcome. How about the task I assigned you?” Jack questioned Blade, who had greeted him as he just stepped into the sitting room. He has been so curious and couldn't wait to know what the outcome of the inquiry he asked him to make was.“Yeah, the wedding is real, likewise like its date and venue. It will be held in a week, just as stated in the paper,” Blade replied quickly, knowing his boss had a lot of interest in what he just probed.Jack cupped his face in his hand. “So it’s real, and that's quite close.” He raised it again and then stood to walk close to the window side, where he always had a better view of the city. “I can't believe she agreed to marry that big-for-nothing fool that almost ruined my career.” On a clearer thought, he said, “They were on it together anyway.” He muttered to himself and then drew in a deep breath. “I want them to pay, but I don't know how. The wedding is so close that I feel so tense and frustrated.”“You shouldn't feel that way, boss,” Blade cuts
Blade drew a deep breath. “He looks so happy for someone who is cheating on his wife,” he said as he looked at Mr. Charles who held hands face to face with Nancy.Blade sat at the far end of the church with Jack, watching as the couples exchanged vows.Great dignitaries in New York City were all there to grace the occasion. It was no new thing because Charles was indeed an influential personality in town, so no one would expect less.“Don't mind the silly idiot. A cheat getting married to a cheat—that was the same way Nancy cheated on me too. Funny enough, still with him. I am not too surprised that they accepted to marry each other so easily,” Jack commented, thankful for the shade he wore, which hid the underlying pain in his eyes. The past six days have been busy; all hands have been on desks as everyone, including Jasmine, has started putting their plans into action: the plan to get Mr. Charles' wife to ruin Nancy’s happy day.“Yeah, I see. They have one thing in common,” Blade re
“How come it resulted in killing Mr. Charles? I don't like the idea of shielding blood, or else it was the last option, but in this case, you and I know that it wasn't,” Jack blurted out to Charles immediately. They just got back home and entered the sitting room. He had only wished for Mr. Charles to get a public disgrace, and never knew everything would turn out the way it did.Blade shook his head and instantly rubbed his temple. “I didn't know either, young master,” Blade replied in all sincerity. “The policemen I had outside were in case it turned out to be an attack on Mrs. Charles; believe me, boss.”Jack was still shocked; it was as if everything just happened instantly. Even though he wanted to make them regret their act, he didn't wish death on either of them.“Mr. Jack,” a third voice called from the doorway as they turned to see. “I saw the news. What happened? How did it happen? I am sure you would defend it, so how come Mr. Charles was shot?” Jasmine butted in, with a r
Nancy was admitted to the hospital after she passed out.The doctor was examining her that evening as she lay unconscious on the bed. As soon as the doctor removed the stethoscope from her chest, her father asked him, “How is my daughter feeling? Any improvement so far on her waking up?”“From my examination, she will be awake before five minutes. The shock she had, accompanied by the early miscarriage she had, made her lose consciousness for this long. We should be thankful to God that the fetus is minimal and cell development has just begun in her womb. And again, the fact that you guys brought her right on time matters a lot too. If not, it wouldn't be as simple as we are discussing it.” The doctor explained.“OK, doctor. Thank you so much; I will still be here and watch her while she wakes.”While the doctor was about to leave, Nancy turned around slightly and forced her eyes open with blurry eyes.She tried to recall the last scene that played out in her head, but before she knew
“You must accept him,” Jasmine’s mom's agitated voice echoed out."But, Mom, I haven't even seen this man. If he is tall or short, if he is my spec or not,” Jasmine kept on pleading, hoping her mom would see reasons with her.“Your choice doesn't matter anymore; since it's taking you so much time to bring a man home, you wouldn't have a choice now. You are not getting any younger; besides, the young man is wealthy and vibrant.” That was sincerely all that mattered to her mom.With that, Jasmine sighed exasperatedly and scowled. She didn't just know how to face her mom right now. Forcing a man on her was something Jasmine never wanted, but it is what it is. If it was left for her to make a choice; she just wanted to be with Jack. But the problem was that it was as if Jack were blind and refused to even approach her on that. He doesn't even give her hopes of doing that anytime soon, either.Well, she wouldn't blame him. The young man is trying to heal from the betrayal by his ex-wife, a
“Jack, please, can you come to Stanford? My mom wants to see you.”“Why? I hope there is no problem,” Jack replied.Jack was beginning to think it was the assurance he gave Jasmine the previous day that if anything should come up, she should let him know, that was making her say that.“There is no issue, she just wants to know you,” Jasmine reassured him.Jack was tempted to continue asking to know the reason Jasmine’s mom would want to see him out of the blue, but he decided to go visit since it was the weekend, and he wasn't doing anything. Besides, Stamford is a town close to New York City.He got confused at the same time on what to ask Jasmine exactly, but he managed to say, “When did you travel, yesterday or this morning?”“I was too weak yesterday to step a foot out when I got home, so it was this morning that I traveled.”“Ok, it's fine. I will come. Give me less than 50 minutes to be there with you, and don't forget to send me a map of the exact location.”From New York to St