Miller smiled brightly as he turned to look his lovely wife in the face. This woman has not just stood up for him this evening, she chose to learn how to use a gun without complaining or asking too many questions on why she should be doing that. And now she's sounding so concerned about his well being and doesn't want him to get drunk. He suspects she knows her cousin's are trying to get him drunk.Fuck! What more could he ask for? He won in life getting married to a sweet soul such as Megan.He moves his lips close to her ears and whispers back, “Trust my alcohol tolerance isn't as bad as you think. I'm perfectly fine and red wine can't get me falling easily. Your cousins are actually fun. It would be bad if I just refuse when they come to me to get a drink, right?” Megan took a deep breath. From afar Miller looked drunk but hearing him speak, she could tell he was fine. Or was he putting up an act?She sighed, “Okay just take it slowly and drink responsibly.” She said and sat down
“His alcohol tolerance must be high, especially since he's an ex soldier.” Ava muttered. All efforts to get the mother fucker drunk has been useless.Paxton on the other hand was trying to keep his eyes open. He was mad with anger… Miller must have done this delicately! His plan must have backfired! He was tongue tied… Miller had outsmarted him!“Good evening, Ms. Banks.”“Oh, it's so nice to see you again, Ms. Banks.”“What a coincidence. You're welcome, Ms. Banks.”Miller and Paxton raised their heads and caught sight of Tasha Banks at their table.She was at the lounge with her cousins when she heard the karaoke song and just had to come down here.“How are you, Ms. Christina?” Tasha greeted them back in a polite manner. Her cousins whispered into her ears before taking the stairs. It was obvious they didn't wanna mingle with the poor.Since Paxton was close to the table, he gritted his teeth upon setting his eyes on the bitch who caused him his precious contract, he said, “I’m su
“Is that so? Well, Mr. Scofield, it will interest you to know that the Banks family is in need of a bodyguard and since you're a retired soldier and isn't fully booked with jobs. What do you think about getting employed at the Banks family's residence?” She was simply doing what her father wanted of her.Upon hearing the offer, Eleanor's eyes widened. Working in the Banks residence meant extra millions! “My son-in-law is interested! Yes! Yes! Yes! He'd take the job! I know the pay is mind-blowing! He'd take it! I heard employees there get paid the minimum of 70 thousand.” Tasha chuckled slightly, “With Mr. Scofield it's going to be different because he'd be the one to tell us the amount he wants to be paid. It's really up to him to decide if he's willing to do the job.” Tasha had no idea who Miller was but with her observation and how much her father wants him close? She was sure he deserves every penny. He had this aura that could tell he was surely close to the supreme god of war.
It was 11pm and the Grant family were set to leave the retort as they weren't meant to be in the vicinity till 12am. Most of the family members packed their stuff and bags into the van, in preparation to exit the place to their house while Paxton was still laying on the floor in his drunken state. Master Franco was still having a conversation with Ms. Tasha while old lady Christina and a few family members were slowly walking to the van. One could think they were already feeling sleepy and just wanted to head back home.“I'd do well to talk to my son-in-law by dawn… I'm sure he's just drunk and has no idea of a single thing he's saying…” Master Franco said as they all walked towards the van.“Haha, Mr. Scofield doesn't seem like someone who's drunk to me. Isn't he the one driving?” Tasha asked as they shifted her gaze to Miller who was on the driver's seat.Miller was literally waiting for them to occupy the van so he could drive them all back home. If he doesn't do it, would it be
“Thank you very much, Grandpa! God! I can't thank you enough… oh! Thank you…I really appreciate this!!!” Megan jumped for joy.“It's nothing, it's nothing… it's the least I could do to support your small family…” Megan was jobless, and so was her foolish husband, it was best he helped them out before they both died in silence.“This is so thoughtful of you, grandpa! Oh my… When can I go see it?” Megan was excited as she wiped her tears of joy.She was the new CEO of Grant imports! “As soon as you sign the papers of ownership. Everything has been transferred to your name.” Master Franco said, handing the pen to her.“Are you serious?” Megan's eyes widened in disbelief. “I just have to put my signature?” She collects the pen as her grandfather nodded.“Sign, here… here… here… here… and here.” He showed her the spot to filled in her signature which she did without thinking twice or even taking that much glance at it… the headings which says, “Transfer of ownership” and her name which wa
“Where are you going? You just arrived, didn't you? Come wifey… you know I don't like it when we fight.” Miller rushes over to her and grabs her hands.Master Franco is up to something, more like Miller smelled something fishy in the whole arrangement.“Listen to me okay? Why don't you just allow me to do a quick investigation on…”“Forget it, Miller. Tomorrow is my first day of work and I'm going to start with or without your approval.” Megan just waved it off and excused herself out of the room.The next morning...Miller was up before Megan. He had a meeting with the god of war in this province and he had to be there in less than one hour.He prepared little Aliyah for school and when the bus driver came to pick her up, he helped her get into the bus.By the time he got back into the apartment, Megan was already up and taking her shower. When she was done, Miller smiled and urged her to eat the food he prepared for her but her response was, “I'm not hungry. You can as well eat it.
“What?!” Megan shouted, her heart beating loudly in her chest. “What do you mean there's no truck? What are you talking about?!” Her heart started pounding loudly against her chest. What the hell was happening?!The manager was calm, “I don't know how else to explain, but I think Mr. Grant let you know that the company has been facing a major setback for 3 years now?” Megan's heart sank upon hearing this. Her heart pounded loudly and her head buzzed. She gasped, trying to process what she had just heard.“Explain what? He didn't… tell me… he never said anything to me…” Her heart broke into a million pieces.“That there has been no supplier in the pass three years and we only produced wine to store it in the factory...“ There hasn't been a single sale for years now.Megan gasped.... Then in that case, how does her grandpa pay this people?! “Wait… how much is your salary? And these people? How many workers are here in total?” Megan panicked. Her eyes were red with anger.She couldn't
With a heavy heart and a furious expression, Megan left the factory. As she arrives home, she storms into her family's mansion, not bothering to drop her stuff at her apartment. She was extremely angry, and with her tone, one could tell that she had lost her cool.“Where is Old master Franco?” Megan was quick to ask one of the maids.“No idea, ma'am.” The lady bowed and walked away.Megan looked around and noticed how quiet and empty the house was. It was either everyone was in their room, or they all went to work… or wherever! Megan didn't care.She quickly took the stairs, up to her grandfather's room but he wasn't there.She was extremely raging and with the debts she now has on her head, she desperately wants to give her grandpa his company back! Miller saw this… her husband knew her grandfather's sudden kindness towards her was too good to be true!“Grandpa?” She called out but there was no response. It seems he wasn't in!Just then she saw one of her cousins walking into her roo