The thought consumed Ron and it was only broken by Adina’s orders to Victoria. “Stay back, one fuck-up going to the meet is enough for me. I don't need two.” “There's nowhere to stay and you are with the key to the car,” Victoria protested. “Do I look like I care, because I really don't.” Her stomach crumpled in its own protest. Adina winced harder than before. Ron came closer to her, placing his hand on her shoulder. Adina shrugged it off. “Remove your filthy self from my person.” The automatic doors opened up to her and she walked in leaving Ron behind. Ron turned to an ashen Victoria and gave her a wink. “You'll be fine and I'll kill it, I promise.” Ron met up with Adina before the elavator shut him off. He and her spent seconds in silence. “Who are we meeting today, all you've done is keep me in the dark about the person.” Ron spoke up. “I do not owe you anything, just be on your best behaviour, if at all you have any of that in you,” She snapped back at him. Real
Erica’s face was still beet red at the correction Ron just made. She couldn’t believe that someone in his ranks could speak to her in that manner.“Uhm! Do not mind him at all, Ms. Erica.” Adina butted in right away. “He’s still a newbie and for that, doesn’t know his place.Her fists clenched underneath the restaurant table and the skin underneath her eye twitched as she glared at Ron.“Next time, bring more experienced people to my table.” She threw her eyes away, arms crossed over her chest.Ron didn’t bother to offer an apology. Her condescending attitude also didn’t faze him as the waiter served the dishes. She was a beautiful woman with an ugly character.“Oops!” Ms. Erica gasped and it seemed her cutlery had fallen on the floor. Her face darkened as she snapped at the director, “This is all your fault! If you hadn’t called me out here, would this bad omen have happened to me—““No!” Adina shot to her feet, hands extended as she halted the woman from picking up the fallen cutler
As Adina rushed to the toilet, Ron checked his wristwatch. It was still very early in the day and now that Bella had lost Jonas’s help, she would need another lifeline for her company. He rushed outside the building, chasing after Erica Rowling. The woman had a confident gait with legs that went on for days. It couldn’t be missed by any eye. Ron shouted, “Ms. Erica, please wait!”The woman only glared over her shoulder the fraction of an inch and continued walking. Humid air kissed Ron’s skin as he surfaced in the premises of the restaurant.Her car was a flashy Rolls Royce model and it was clear that it was also very expensive. He blew out a breath when he met the woman at her car door.“You must hear me out,” he said.Ron could no longer smell the foul scent of fart. The air was fresh and clean now and he knew it would at least calm her down to listen to what he had to say.“And why?” She squinted, crossing her arms sharply over her black blazer and dress shirt and faced him. “Wha
Ron saw the short man with an arrogant bald head and an unfriendly stare approaching them with his team. He straightened his back, knowing that it wasn’t good news they were about to receive. He had suspected that this would be the outcome and already began to think of ways to get out of this. “Although we extend kindness to all our customers, I cannot do that now. The both of you will have to exit this building and never return. I am withdrawing all of our exclusive benefits to Fashion Factor and implementing a ban from this day henceforth,” he began in a stern voice. Ron glimpsed the mortification on Adina’s face. This was Bella’s favourite restaurant to eat in during work hours. They had a lot of coupons and benefits here. But the manager of this restaurant wanted to cut all ties with them because of this same unfortunate situation. Adina had not only lost the client who was Bella’s last hope ever since Jonas disappointed her. Now she had ruined the company’s good relati
But as soon as Adina said that, she let out a sharp cry and Ron noticed that she had begun to sweat profusely, which was not good. She ingested a high quantity of the poison and it could lead to significant damage. He moved closer to the back door and touched her stomach without warning. She immediately jerked at the feel of his touch on her skin, as if it had been too cold and intense for her warmth. Her lips worked to protest against his touch, but she couldn’t find the words. His hands on her body had brought her some semblance of relief. “The poison is still circulating, but if we don’t act now, it might cause further damage,” Ron told her. He bunched up her blouson top, exposing her stomach. Ron pulled out the pins in his back pocket and started performing acupuncture. Adina immediately began to relax.To her surprise, the striking pain subsided and she had gotten herself again. Adina sucked in a deep breath. “Oh, heavens, I really need a shower,” she mumbled.“You’re good a
Adina could have never imagined that Ron had such concrete evidence up his sleeve. She couldn’t narrow down how he had gotten his hands on that.Ron had to tap into Bella’s CCTV account. He knew the password and everything and with it, he could access all footage of their house and Fashion Factor.In fact, he hadn’t checked before. It was just now he even confirmed his suspicions that Adina had wanted to humiliate him in front of the client and cause him to lose his job.“As you can see, I’m not the one you should arrest,” Ron said and the officer behind the desk watched the footage twice before settling his gaze on the tense director.He tapped his ear piece. “There’s a case here that needs to be resolved. Yes, about to bring in a new offender for questioning.”Adina’s eyes widened like saucers. She had come to send Ron to jail and now it had backfired. She shot to her knees, snot leaking down face mingled with tears.Her palms rubbed hard together as she begged. The officer stood up
Ron squinted at the scene. Her breasts were as round as a football in front of her chest. With each movement, they jiggled, revealing how plumpy and velvety they were. There was no doubt that it was Ms. Victoria Park, the assistant director, who was being assaulted by a man over there. He remembered the tears he had seen in her eyes earlier.Something must definitely be wrong. Ron approached without a second thought, glimpsing the gun the assailant carried under his blazer. “I’ll give four seconds to walk away still in tact,” he said as soon as he stood next to Victoria.The hands around her neck loosened and she managed to free herself, jerking back and hacking while on the tarred floor.The man dressed in black and with black gloves glowered at him, but there was a little apprehension there. It was either Ron was stupid or he was really confident in his abilities.“You have two seconds left.”“Huh, I think you have lesser time than that.” He took out his gun immediately, hands on
Ron stared at her one last time before raising his hands in surrender and turning away from her. He walked with his back, looking at her again.“Be safe. I’ll get going now, Ms. Victoria,” Ron called out before heading back to the entrance of the building.There were still a few hours left in the day for work. He made a stop at the department store near the HQ and got himself a change of clothes. Victoria Park came to his mind again. It was clear there was something seriously wrong with the woman. It might have to do with the director as well. He whistled a tune as he walked into Fashion Factor, putting a reminder on his phone to pick up his ruined suit from the dry cleaner after work.As he was doing that, another text popped up on his phone from Bella.“What time does your shift end?” Ron thought long and hard, she was referring to his job as a security guard because she didn’t know he was part of the PR department yet.He glanced at the security department and noticed that one of