….Jerome's office….Jerome sat on his office chair looking through the documents whilst Bright stood beside him. "What is my schedule for today?" He inquired. "Boss, you are to meet Mr. Garrison at ten a.m, you have a meeting with the shareholders at twelve-thirty p.m and attend a class gathering at two p.m."A school gathering?" He lifted his head in a confused manner. "Yes boss, a gathering with your classmates.""Oh I see, so it's today. Okay, no problem. Cancel the meeting with the shareholders and let's go shopping. I need you to find me the cheapest store. I don't want to shock my mates." Jerome said with a playful tone. " But boss, they would look down on you when you dress in that manner. " " Don't worry, I have my plans. Meet Mr. Garrison on my behalf. Tell him something urgent had popped up so I couldn't make it. I am going with Eleanor.""But boss, are you going to the gathering with Miss Eleanor?""No, she is only escorting me to buy the clothes." "Ok, boss," Bright
"Jerome, try out this shirt. It is very cheap, and I am sure you can afford it; it costs only twenty dollars. Eleanor, you too should try this on; it is beautiful and affordable." The clothes seller came out with a blue shirt and a red skirt."Aunty I am not here to buy clothes today; I came here to escort Jerome. There will be a grand party at the Cambridge family, and he needs to look good," she explained."Oh okay, I get it, but aren't you going to attend the party? Why not try on this skirt," she said, trying to shove the skirt into her hand."I won't be able to attend the party; I will be visiting my parents tomorrow." The clothes seller didn't doubt her and stopped persuading her."Jerome, you can try this on. It will look good on you, it does not cost much, only twenty dollars," she pointed at the restroom and smiled."Sure," Jerome nodded and went to change. He gave a satisfactory smile after he was done changing. "Not bad; no one would doubt me.""Wow," the clothes seller wo
With a loud and sudden shout, the class monitor who had been silent all along exclaimed, "Enough!" His outburst startled the others in the room who had not expected such a strong reaction. The room fell silent and everyone looked at him in surprise. He had always been the introverted type. "This is a class reunion, a gathering not a boxing ring. We are here together so we can unite. Why has it turned into a battlefield? If you are not here because of the reunion and are here to show off, please leave." His last words were directed to Frederick. They all lowered their heads in shame."It was all because of Jerome; if he hadn't started this, this wouldn't have happened," Isaac stared at Jerome with hatred."So you mean you can bully me while I can't reciprocate?" He crossed his legs and asked.Isaac fell silent."I am sorry; to apologize, all bills are on me." He stood up, lifted his glass of wine, and drank from it."Mr. Frederick, are you sure you will pay for all the expenses?" Jero
Bright, who had just sat in the car, felt the temperature drop suddenly. He wondered what was happening and looked in his boss's direction, noticing his cold expression. "Bright," his boss's chilly voice almost made him lose control."Yes, boss," he replied nervously."What did I tell you before coming to the gathering?""You said I shouldn't follow you," Bright tightened his hands on the wheel. "Oh God, save me," he mumbled softly."So why did you follow me?" Jerome was very angry, wanting to take this opportunity to vent on Isaac, who had bullied him during his college time. This idiot disrupted his plans unexpectedly."I am sorry, boss. I was worried about you. It was late, and I thought you wouldn't get a bus, so I decided to pick you up.""You still disobeyed me. Now, tell me, how do I punish you?" Jerome, after hearing his explanation, calmed down a bit. Though reasonable, he still wanted to penalize him for disobeying.When Bright heard Jerome's question, his nerves kicked in,
"Boss," Eleanor rushed to the office, panting heavily as she called out to the CEO."We are heading to the Shantel company," Jerome picked up his coat and headed out first, with Eleanor following. They drove to the Shanteo company. Due to the problem at hand, the CEO of the Shantel company had few of his employees come to work. When they arrived at the company, they went straight to the CEO's office."Mr. Jerome, you promised me everything was going to be alright?" Mr. Shantel questioned him the moment Jerome entered without asking him to sit down."Calm down, Mr. Shantel. That is why I am here," Jerome said in a calm voice."Calm down? How could you tell me to calm down? The matter has suddenly blown up, attracting the media's attention. How do you expect me to calm down?" Shantel roared. He felt angry looking at how calm Jerome was. He wished he could strangle him, but he knew no matter how powerful he was, he was not as powerful as the Cadell company."Mr. Shantel, can you sit down
"Rosca, it's been a long time since we met. Let's meet at our favorite restaurant," Eleanor called her friend the moment she was out of the company, still savoring the prospect of eating together."Good, now you have to remember you have a friend. I thought you had forgotten about me," Rosca complained like a child who felt wronged."Aww, my dear, you know how tiring it was when I was a servant, and it is now that I am the secretary of a big company.""Okay, I am waiting for you," she said and quickly walked to their favorite restaurant. The restaurant only served Ghanaian dishes, which had become her favorite after she returned from Africa. She would always drag Eleanor to the restaurant anytime she was free. It's been more than six months since they dined together. Although they usually communicated, it was always on the phone. Looking at the restaurant that hadn't changed and was still the same, she couldn't wait to taste their dishes."Since Eleanor hasn't arrived yet, let me orde
Eleanor lost concentration when Jerome was talking. She had overeaten and was in a difficult situation. She couldn't breathe properly or normally. She felt sluggish, lethargic, her stomach heavy and distended, and her thoughts fuzzy.After Jerome finished talking, he lifted his head and saw the uncomfortable look on Eleanor's face. "Eleanor, what is it?" he asked with a concerned tone."Erm, sir..." Eleanor, feeling uncomfortable, didn't know how to tell her boss that she had overeaten. "Gosh, sir would kill me if I tell him I overate while working. He would think I am not serious. What do I do?" Eleanor was lost in her thoughts, trying to find a reasonable answer."Eleanor!" Jerome's shout startled her."Sir, it's nothing big. Just some female issues."When he said that, Jerome didn't understand. He thought Eleanor was sick. "I see, let me call the doctor," he said and picked up his phone to dial the doctor's number."Please, it's so embarrassing to call the doctor over." Eleanor hel
Looking at his boss's chilly expression, Bright felt pity for the man and the mastermind.After the protesters demonstrated for almost five hours, they grew tired and decided to go home. Today was just an introduction; the real show will begin tomorrow."Yes, sir. Don't worry; the job will be done perfectly," Garry, the leader of the protesters, assured on a call with a strange number. Upon reaching his apartment, unlocking the door, and entering, Garry sensed someone in his room as the lights suddenly went out. Trying to use his flashlight, he realized the battery was dead, unnoticed during his conversation. A sense of foreboding overcame him, and in a panicked voice, he exclaimed, "Who is there?" Feeling an intense stare, he heard slow footsteps. "Do..n't come n..ear me!" he pleaded, holding up one hand.The footsteps continued, seemingly unaffected by his plea, until he struck Garry with the heel of his palm....Early in the morning, the protestors gathered in front of both Cadell