“Your apartment is so nice,” Jack complimented. Even though his mansion looks like a paradise, he has to appreciate the feminine touch of Jasmine’s place—a plush setting with pink couches. It was also adorned with a pink table, and even the walls were painted pink. It was safe to say that her favorite color was pink, or that she was a fan of Nicki Minaj.Jasmine was able to convince Jack to follow her to her place before Jack got down from her car at the spot where he had parked his car. To her greatest surprise, Jack accepted. She never believed it, but there was no harm in a trial, you know.So Jack drove right behind her when they got to New York from Stamford until they both finally halted at the entrance to her house. It was a modern, standard bungalow that was well-furnished. It had other occupancies, but everyone had their own bungalow space. They parked their cars in the parking space with other cars.Back in Jasmine’s apartment, after Jack made himself comfortable on one of
“I am an accountant,” Jack finally said.“That's a very nice profession. And where do you practice?”Just as Jack had envisaged, Nick went further to ask. Jack doesn't even want to let him know he owns an accounting firm, let alone that he was the CEO of Agron Incorporation. He doesn't have a problem with him on that, but he has known their mom’s kind of person and wouldn't want her to get to know him for some reason known to him.But then, there was no need to lie to Nick because he was likely going to know the truth from Jasmine, his sister. You know, first impressions matter a lot, so he has to apply wisdom to answer his question.“I own an accounting firm,” Nick said.Nick was beginning to wonder what made their mom think that Jack was poor, let alone talk down on him. There was no way someone who owned an accounting firm would not be rich. Jack hadn't even mentioned the name of the particular firm, and Nick was this amazed already.There was no way he wouldn't know the firm becau
As soon as Jack returned home from Jasmine’s place, he went to meet his butler in his room.Going to Blade’s room always seems off to Jack, or else there is something important he can't wait to get from him. As soon as he stepped inside Blade’s room, he asked, “Blade, how are you?”“Oh, boss. You are already back.” Blade, who was on a loud earpiece turned around to face his boss immediately he noticed Jack entered his room.Jack went straight to have a seat.“You got back quite late. I wanted to call you like an hour ago or so, but I remembered you were with your girlfriend, and you two might decide to chill together.”Jack didn't have the strength to start defending anything; he just had to admit what Blade had said.“You weren't wrong after all, but it was no serious chilling. I just want to know her place. I haven't been there for the first time, so it's not a bad idea if I go to know where she stays.”“There's nothing there, boss. You know I will always tease you at every slightes
“Good day, boss,” Kate greeted as soon as she got to his boss's office.Jack, who was busy sorting his bag, responded, “Good day, my dear.”“Sir, it seems you are about to leave,” Kate asked after a short observation from Jack.“As you can see, Or is it not time yet for your boss to leave?” Jack jokingly asked.“Nope, I didn't say so. Just that I felt like from your usual time of you leaving the office, it's like 30 minutes earlier.”“That's funny. Does that mean I have a fixed time to leave work?”“Not at that, boss. The truth is that I haven't seen a boss as punctual as you are. That is why it seems a bit unusual to me.”“Ok, it's alright. I sent for your presence because I wanted to let you know that I was expecting a client from the governor. I don't know if he is still coming, but in case he does, attend to him. Likewise, I will look through the files when I get to work tomorrow.”It was no new thing that the governor sent clients to Jack’s company from time to time after the fir
Scott had accompanied his boss to see his daughter, Nancy, to know how she was coping. But Scott waited in the car on Mr. Andrew’s order, as he wanted to have a private discussion with his daughter. As soon as Mr. Andrew got to her daughter's apartment to see Nancy, she sat down on one side of the sofa with a sour expression on her face. For the past few days, the gap between them has been like a difference between the earth and the sky.With a long face, Nancy said, “Welcome, Dad.” Then she took her face away.“My love, I know you are still mad at me; please forgive me.” Mr. Andrew can never go out of style when it has to do with calling her daughter pet names.Nancy’s eyes lit up instinctively to look at her dad. “Daddy, how you talked to me was not right. You blamed me like I was the cause of our predicament. That was not fair.”“I understand how it made you feel. That is why I have come to say that I am sorry. Let bygones be bygones. I didn't do that intentionally; I let my emotio
As the election approached closely, Mr. Andrew had an engagement with two of the cabals in the Labour Rights Party at one of the exquisite bars’ hotels in town. The men were like the founding fathers of the party, just like godfathers.They have done so much to show him how they run the party to have higher chances of winning. Mr. Andrew was quick in making them his friends, as he doesn't take chances when it comes to mingling himself with men that matter.The three men continued their chats, and their cups of wine were filled once the volume dropped. They prepared to drink themselves to a stupor and then have some women attend to them in their respective rooms after that, as they'd planned to sleep outside for the night. That's what can be done to get what you want.As they drank in the dimly lit room, it pulsed with a life of its own, cloned in a soft illumination that sent different color shades of waves down the walls of the room. A tall man in a brown suit approached the very s
Mr. Andrew had hosted the godfather, who gave him suggestions on what to do regarding the leaked video. It turned out that the plan of engaging a team that subdued the negative reactions from the public worked out. As a result, this switched the narrative, which in turn moved the public’s attention in their favor.The two were seated together, chatting and drinking at Mr. Andrew’s house. The godfather was adorned in a customized Fendi clothing outfit, a Patek Philippe wristwatch, and a diamond necklace, while Mr. Andrew wore Louis Vuitton attire with a gold chain.“I told you it's going to work, and now you can testify to that for yourself,” the godfather bragged.“I must confess, the team achieved impressive results just within a week, and I least expected it. I never believed it when you brought up the idea at first, but I had to give in because I know you are a godfather for a reason,” Mr. Andrew praised him.He did not expect things to go so smoothly and so fast without much skin
“Good day, the people of New York City. Today is the long-awaited day that we will elect the senator, and we have three qualified candidates contesting. Do well to cast your votes online for your most preferred candidate to enable us to choose who emerges as the winner. Voting commences now, from 8 am till 6 pm, and it will be a wrap. So you have 10 hours to decide. Your vote is your voice, and it counts. Good luck and have a nice day,” the newscaster’s voice from the national television reverberated.“Let's have it,” Andrew said excitedly, as his eyes were glued to the television.Scott, Nancy, and the godfather were present to cheer him up, as there was no bargain on his winning.The online voting commenced, and the results were instantly shown on television as the numbers kept reading: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5,…In the next 3 hours, it went on reading in favor of Mr. Andrew, and he beamed kindly to everyone in the room. In return, everyone in there was happy for him, as he was enjoying the fe