"Ahahaha!" Mia yelled in pain. "It hurts.""Tsk, tsk, you are weak, and you want to fight with me. Girl, you should know your enemy before you fight with them," Rosca looked at her with a disdainful gaze. Finally, she had been taught a good lesson. What a good day."Serves you right." Looking at the arrogant girl on the floor, Eleanor's mood lifted. She felt no pity for Mia."I will make sure you two pay for it." Mia pointed at them, speaking through clenched teeth.Eleanor towered over Mia, who was sprawled on the floor. Eleanor's gaze was piercing, as if looking down on her from above. "Very soon, your company will declare bankruptcy. Use that energy to save it," she said with a mocking tone. "Rosca, let's go. Don't waste your time on the bedridden lion.""Yeah, you're right. She will pollute our eyes if we continue to be here," Rosca chuckled and snatched the dress from her. Her stiletto heels dug into Mia's foot, the pain radiating up her leg."Ahahaha!! you whores. Ahahaha!" Mia
"Sir, what do we do?" Bright asked."I am driving to the factory. Hire more than a hundred experts. I will talk to the president if he could give us another day. Call for an emergency meeting with the team. Also, meet the GTP CEO and offer a good deal. I want him to join us so we can finish the process.""Ok, sir," Bright said and took one of Jerome's men's cars since he came with his boss.Jerome called the Gambian president."Hello, Jerome, has my secretary arrived?" He asked."Not yet, Mr. President. But there is a problem we are facing right now. There is something wrong with the fabric, and we hope you will give us a day to resolve this issue," he said with a humble tone."What do you mean I should give you a day? You assured me everything was going to be done today. You said today was the last day. The designer is also waiting for the fabrics so she can start working on them now," the president said with a disappointed tone."I'm sorry, Mr. President. Please just give us another
After Anderson had finished negotiating with the president's secretary, he was in a great mood."Boss, how was the negotiation?" Anderson's secretary inquired."It went well. Everything was fine. I told you the plan was going to work," Anderson said proudly. He had been targeting the Caddel company for a long time. He planted a spy at Jerome's factory to gather information about their project progress. He had initially planned to destroy the fabrics, but Jerome unexpectedly sent them to the warehouse. Fortunately, he convinced the leader of the warehouse guards to join him.After the leader agreed, Anderson instructed him on what to do. The leader sent all of Jerome's men on an errand, and with Anderson's men, he damaged the shingles. Consequently, the roof leaked when it rained heavily. "Huh, he thought he was smart; he didn't know I would outsmart him." Anderson chuckled, thinking of how easily it was to convince the leader of the guards and how the job was done simply and perfectl
"Don't worry, Mr. Secretary, I understand. We are businessmen and always go for something that would profit us. But it is not good to backstab us. How will the war end if war was to break out of our mistakes?" Even though Jerome's tone was calm, he clearly heard the hidden danger in his words. "You are right, Mr. Jerome. Don't worry, there will never be a war. We will be faithful to each other." He nodded continuously. Even his boss (the president) wouldn't be able to fight Jerome, not to talk of a mere secretary like him. "It's good that you understand. Can we go to check the fabrics?" Jerome inquired. "No, no, it's alright. I know you will do a good job. There is no need for me to bother myself. I trust you." He denied it quickly. He wanted to get out of his factory quickly. His present was suffocating him. "Is that so?" Jerome nodded in understanding, but his eyes were filled with mockery. It seems the president's secretary wasn't dumb after all. "Bright, tell the workers to pac
No one dares to stop him. They tried to shrink into the shadows. This was the first time they had seen their boss so angry. They all swore to themselves not to betray him. After kicking him many times, Jerome felt this wasn't enough to make the rest learn their lesson."Where is your gun!" he asked Garry in a commanding tone."Boss, don't kill me, please," Garry knelt on the floor. Tears streamed down his cheeks. If he dies, he won't be able to see his daughter anymore. But he has forgotten that if he had succeeded, it would have been difficult for the Caddel company to stand on its feet again."Where is the gun!" He roared. His tone was like an angry lion looking for its prey.Each of the guards carries a gun with them in case they meet an opponent who is armed."Boss, please," he was shivering all over. No, he can't die.With a quick flick of his wrist, Jerome pulled a pistol from his suit jacket, pointing the gun at Garry's forehead. A heavy silence descended at the warehouse, brok
As they ate, Eleanor suddenly froze, her fork hovering halfway to her mouth. She was staring at Jerome's face, her gaze intense and unblinking. He felt a sudden flush of heat rise to his cheeks, tempted to tell her to eat her dinner, but something stopped him. As he lifted his eyes to meet hers, he felt a strange sensation, as if the rest of the room had faded away, leaving only the two of them.Eleanor broke the silence, her voice barely above a whisper. "I've never seen anyone as handsome as you."'Ahem, ahem,' Jerome was speechless. His ears turned red as he faced the opposite direction to hide his blushed face.Eleanor couldn't help but notice the way Jerome's face had turned crimson at her compliment. She felt a wave of affection for him and was suddenly overcome with the urge to tease him. "What's the matter, Jerome?" she asked, her voice gentle but playful. "Never been called handsome before?" She watched as his ears turned red, and he shifted in his chair, clearly flustered. B
The shadow was getting closer to her, Eleanor was about to run when she heard a familiar voice. "Hahaha, I didn't know you were such a coward. Hahaha," her neighbor laughed like a maniac. "What is so funny?" She rolled her eyes. "Well, I didn't know the great Eleanor was this coward." He said with a mocking tone. "I have been living with you for a year but I still don't know your name. How did you know mine?" She was surprised when. He called her name. "I heard one of your colleagues call out to you the other time. Who was the person that dropped you?" He asked. "Mr. Neighbor, we are in no position to know everything about each other." She said with an annoyed tone. "Relax, I mean no harm. As your neighbor, I should at least know one of your friends so I will be looking for them in case of an emergency." He said. "That also makes sense. Anyway, what is your name?" "Just call me Jack." He answered. "Ok, have a good day Jack." Eleanor waved at him and took the elevator to where
Clenching his fist, Anderson said with a red eyes, "Jerome, I promise you will pay for it. You will pay for this with your life.""Hahaha, be my guest. I will be waiting," he replied without giving Anderson a chance to talk back. He hung up.Anderson stared at the hung-up call, holding his waist in frustration. "Damn it," he cursed, rubbing his hands through his head. He didn't know what to do. Everything is gone; everything is gone. "Hahaha, after fighting for my whole life and wasting my youth on the company, I lost everything in just one day."Anderson started laughing like a maniac. He walked to the passersby who had stopped due to the fire, grabbed a man's collar, and said, "Tell me, what did I do to deserve this? Isn't it funny? I lost everything, I lost everything, hahaha." Anderson shaking with anger shook the man continuously and spoke bitterly. Onlookers rushed to him, held him back, and the man quickly distanced himself to prevent another attack.Someone called an ambulance