Mr Black strode purposefully through the corridors, his brow furrowed in concern. The jingling silence of his missing key bundle echoed through the air.He entered the marketing department. "Hello, team. I seem to have misplaced my keys. Any leads?" he asked, glancing around the creative chaos.The head of marketing, Mr Rodriguez, scratched his head. "No keys in the brainstorming storm, Mr Black. Just ideas floating around."Onward he went to the IT department, where tech whizzes were immersed in code. "Any chance my keys found their way into the digital realm?" Mr Black queried.The head of IT, Mr Chang, chuckled nervously. "Keys and codes don't usually mingle, Mr Black. No sign of them here."With a determined sigh, Mr Black ventured into the human resources department. "Good afternoon, folks. My keys seem to have taken an unauthorized leave of absence. Any sightings?" he asked, scanning the room.Miss Simmons, the HR manager, shook her head sympathetically. "We've been occupied wit
Billion sighed as he stacked wrist watch boxes, beads of sweat forming on his forehead from the strain of overtime. Anita approached him with a warm smile. "Billion, working late again?"Billion glanced up, a hint of guilt in his eyes. "Yeah and Sorry for not mentioning about the whole undercover thing earlier, Anita."Anita shook her head, "No need to apologize. We all do what we have to do."Billion took a deep breath, "I should have told you earlier, but it's been a sensitive operation."Anita's eyessoftened with understanding. "You've been doing all these, and you still manage to be here, helping out. That's really something.""I just wanted to get the job done, you know?" Billion replied."Well, you did more than that. You've been an amazing friend, Billion. I'm glad I had the chance to get to know you, even if it wasn't for very long."Anita said.Billion looked at Anita, touched by her sincerity. "Thanks, Anita. It means a lot.""And let me tell you, you're not just a hard work
It was the start of a new week.It brought a sense of anticipation to the Boulevard Headquarters.Billion sat in his expansive office, a space befitting a CEO, with floor-to-ceiling windows offering panoramic views of the city skyline. The room was adorned with modern, sleek furniture, including a polished mahogany desk that commanded attention.Lord Boulevard, entered the room, exuding an air of authority. Andrew followed suit. The office, meticulously designed, reflected the opulence and power associated with the Boulevard name. The walls were adorned with tasteful artwork, and a custom-made chandelier hung from the ceiling, casting a warm glow throughout the room.Billion rose from his leather executive chair to greet his father and Andrew. The room, bathed in natural light, showcased the carefully curated decor and the seamless integration of technology. A large flat-screen monitor adorned one wall, displaying real-time updates and projections.Lord Boulevard, clearly impressed, c
"Is that the minor problem? Is that it?" Lord Boulevard asked.Andrew looked surprised at Lord Boulevard's tone, "Yes, and it is a problem."Lord Boulevard scoffed, "That's not a problem.""What do you mean? Mrs Gift would definitely want to meet my girlfriend." Andrew said."Sam already told her your girlfriend is really introverted and reserved. You can tell Mrs Gift you'll meet with her personally and she can take you to her jewelry supplier." Lord Boulevard replied.Andrew, still skeptical about using his imaginary girlfriend to build a link between Mrs Gift and Charity Harvey voiced his concerns, "But what if Mrs. Gift wants to meet my girlfriend? I mean, there's a chance she'd be curious, right?"Billion, maintaining his optimistic demeanor, responded, "Andrew, the chances of her asking to meet your girlfriend are slim. Mrs Gift is obviously more interested in the potential bonus she would get if she's able to refer a client to Mrs Harvey. We're creating a connection, not a fami
"For me?" Joy asked. She looked surprised and confused when Billion said he had the perfect job for her. Her eyes widened, her brows furrowed and her face showed she wasn't sure what to make of it."Yes." Billion replied. Still wearing that knowing smile, he continued, "I need a Personal Assistant."As those words left Billion's mouth, Joy's expression shifted from confusion to disbelief and curiosity. Her eyes squinted slightly as she processed the unexpected offer, and a subtle gasp escaped her lips. It was as if the pieces of the puzzle were rearranging in her mind, and she struggled to fathom the idea of being Billion's right-hand person. The air around her buzzed with a silent question: Why me?Joy, still processing the surprising offer, mustered the courage to ask, "Why me? I mean, what makes you think I'd be a good fit for your personal assistant?"Billion leaned back, a faint smile playing on his lips. "Joy, you've proven to be efficient and reliable. Even without knowing Sam
It was the start of a new week. Joy was scheduled to officially resume as Billion's PA today and for some reason, Billion felt extra energetic when he woke up. As the first rays of sunlight kissed his face, he couldn't suppress a grin.Feeling an unusual surge of excitement, he swung his legs over the edge of his bed. With a flick of his wrist, he summoned a personal assistant hologram to begin his elaborate morning routine. Humming a lively tune that seemed to reverberate through the room, he moved seamlessly from one task to another. Draped in a silk robe, Billion walked towards the walk-in closet, where an array of designer suits awaited him. As he dressed, the tune intensified, echoing through the expansive space.Billion emerged from his walk in closet, dressed in a tailored charcoal-gray suit that hugged his frame with precision. The fabric was an exquisite blend of cashmere and silk. His crisp, white dress shirt beneath bore the mark of a discerning connoisseur.A silk tie
Concern etched across her features, Joy, noting Billion's discomfort, approached his desk with a gentle stride. "Mr Boulevard, are you feeling alright? The AC is on, and it's quite cool in here," she expressed, a genuine worry in her voice.Billion, attempting to downplay the situation, assured her, "I'm fine, Joy. Probably just a bit under the weather. Don't worry about it." As she drew closer, a hint of warmth lingering in her gaze, she reached out to touch his forehead in a gesture of concern.However, as Joy's hand made contact, Billion reacted as if he'd been burned. He instinctively pulled away, a swift, subtle motion that created a sudden and unexpected distance between them. The puzzled expression on Joy's face mirrored her confusion at the unexpected reaction."Mr Boulevard, are you sure you're okay?" Joy inquired, her voice softening with concern.Billion, now maintaining a slightly guarded demeanor, replied, "I'm fine, Joy. Just a momentary discomfort. Nothing to worry abou
"I beg your Pardon?" Billion asked."I said I want to know who your girlfriend is, who you're sleeping with." Mrs Dorathy said. Her facial expression was composed as if she had not just asked a very personal question.Just as the flirtatious exchange threatened to linger, a timely knock on the door disrupted the atmosphere. "Come in," Billion called, grateful for the interruption. The door swung open, revealing Joy entering with two cups of tea on a tray.Billion instinctively got up from his seat to assist Joy, but before he could make a move, Mrs Dorathy, with an incredulous look on her face, held him back. The interruption and the unexpected obstruction created a moment of awkward tension in the room.Joy, oblivious to the underlying dynamics, greeted them both with a professional smile. "Good day, Mr Boulevard, Mrs Dorathy. I thought you might appreciate a drink during the meeting."Billion, appreciating the much needed distraction, nodded with gratitude. "Thank you, Joy. That's t
Billion, Joy, Ecstasy and Lord Boulevard busied themselves with packing for their long-awaited vacation. Laughter and chatter bounced off the walls as they gathered their belongings.Suddenly, Joy's phone pierced through the lively atmosphere with its insistent ringtone. She glanced at the caller ID and picked, “Hello.”After a while, she yelled, "What?” The abrupt interruption drew everyone's attention.After a brief exchange, Joy offered a quick "Thank you" and ended the call. “What's the matter?” Ecstasy asked.Joy simply urged her to turn on the TV and switch to Channel 108. Ecstasy did so, and their eyes were glued to the screen.On the television, an interview was underway. Stella Brown, flanked by her parents, Beauty and Joshua Brown, spoke earnestly to the interviewer. “Billion Boulevard has graciously extended financial assistance to my family in our time of need.” Stella revealed.The interviewer pressed for an explanation, “Ma'am, why would Billion Boulevard offer such
The office environment was buzzing with energy as Billion walked in. The sound of keyboards clicking and phones softly ringing fills the air, creating a productive hum.As Billion entered, a ripple of excitement spread through the room. The employees glanced up from their workstations, their faces breaking into cheerful smiles. The air was filled with a positive vibe, enhanced by the remnants of a memorable celebration from the previous night. After Billion settled into his office, his secretary walked in."Hello sir. There's someone here to see you." she said."Who's that? I wasn't aware I had an appointment this morning." Billion replied."You don't. The lady came in and requested to see you. I asked her to come back another time after she had fixed an appointment but she was insistent and refused to leave." she replied."What's her name?" Billion asked.“Stella Brown."When Billion heard that name, he found himself torn between professional courtesy and personal discomfort. Billi
"He's about to leave the premises isn't he?" Joy asked. Her expression shifted from one of elation to a fleeting moment of disappointment. "He is." Billion answered."What do you intend to do? You've already had a really interesting evening.First, it was Xavier and his family. Next, it was Stella. The press conference and now, Micah. Maybe you can talk to him tomorrow?" Joy suggested. Her brows furrowed slightly, and her eyes widened with a tinge of longing. She wished for nothing more than to prolong this fleeting, stolen moment of intimacy and let it linger a little while longer."I think it's better I do it now. I'll let him know that I'm aware of where he is at every point in time.Also, I should inform him of his new occupation as well. And most importantly, he needs to formally meet his new boss." Billion replied."Looks like you still have a lot on your hand, so, I'll leave you to it" she said. With a soft sigh that carried a mixture of longing and understanding, Joy reached
"It's time." After walking away from Stella, Billion had gone to wash his face. He had just returned to the garden when Joy walked up to him and notified him that it was time. He had a press conference to attend."Oh boy." he muttered and followed Joy to where the media was. They tried crowding in on him and bombarding him with all their questions at once, but Joy wasn't having it.In a calm, composed and controlled voice, she said "Thank you all for your interest. I understand there are many questions, and Mr Boulevard will do his best to address them one at a time. Let's start with one question at a time, please"However, that plea fell on deaf ears, everyone had something to ask the CEO of D'Boulevard empire."I appreciate your enthusiasm, but it would be helpful if we could take this one question at a time. That way, Mr Boulevard can provide you with accurate and thoughtful responses" Joy repeated and fortunately, the crowd seemed to understand her."To ensure that everyone's
"Billion" a soft voice called out from behind him.Billion had not gotten up to five feet away from where he was when he heard his name.The voice which called out his name served as a reminder of the past—a bittersweet symphony of emotions stirs within him."Stella." he muttered without turning.A wave of mixed emotions crashed over him, taking him by surprise. A rush of memories flooded his mind, reminding him of the tumultuous times they shared together and the pain she caused him.Initially, his heart skipped a beat, caught off guard by the familiarity of that voice he once knew so well. His body instinctively tensed up. A knot formed in the pit of his stomach, as if the weight of their history resurfaced in an instant.Despite the tumultuous mix of emotions, curiosity and a sense of self-preservation urged him to turn around, to face the woman whose voice still carried a strong recognition within him."Hello Stella." Slowly, Billion pivots on his heels, his eyes meeting hers for
Billion's head swiveled gradually upon hearing his name, locking eyes with the person before him."Xavier," he said in a relaxed tone."It was you?!" Xavier asked accusingly."What was me?" Billion replied, his demeanor unwavering."You really have the guts to ask me that? Whatever did my family do toyou?" Xavier yelled."Are you really asking me that?" Billion responded, he had hoped that question was a rhetorical one.“You humiliated those who work for me!”"What about my family? Did they humiliate you as well? Or are you just a sick individual who derives not from watching the downfall of others?" Xavier spat"Your dad almost ruined my empire on love television! You and your parents are cruel individuals. You should be grateful I didn't look for a way to put you behind bars." Billion replied.Upon hearing those words, Xavier let out a mocking laugh "So what? I should kneel down and thank you for your mercy towards me and my family?" "There's no need for that. Do enjoy the rest of
"Good evening everyone" Billion said. He took a moment to scan through the crowd and he was pleased to see the three major families seated where he wanted, in front of him, seeing him clearly."No camera will ever be able to truly capture this moment," Joy muttered.She was watching the three families and their expressions were something she would pay to watch repeatedly if only they could be properly captured. The first family to catch her eyes were the Greys.Grace Grey's face initially displayed surprise, as her eyes widened and her eyebrows raised involuntarily. Her mouth parted slightly, indicating astonishment and disbelief at the unexpected turn of events. As the realization sank in that the person in front of them was the same young man she and her son had humiliated at the gym years back, her expression morphed into a combination of embarrassment and regret. Her eyes darted away momentarily, avoiding direct contact with his gaze, as a wave of guilt washes over her. Line
Micah stared at her. He was experiencing a whirlwind of emotions. He was feeling a combination of guilt, shame, anxiety, and uncertainty about his future. The weight of his actions and the consequences he was facing weighed heavily on him.As time passed in the cell that he was in, he had begun to reflect on the gravity of his actions and the impact it would have on his family name if it became public knowledge.However, he did not feel regret over his actions, he felt regret over being caught. The uncertainty of what lies ahead, including potential legal ramifications and expenses was causing him great distress.When Joy unexpectedly showed up and requested to speak with him, his emotions intensified as he was notified. He felt a mix of nervousness and apprehension, unsure of what she wanted to discuss with him. The encounter could trigger a range of thoughts and possibilities in his mind, adding to his already heightened state of anxiety.As that statement left Joy's lips, Micah
It was gone. All of it! Joy kept looking at the shelf where she had kept the million dollars Jerry had given her the previous day, and just as she had expected, the money was gone.As her plan unfolds exactly as she anticipated, a wave of exhilaration and satisfaction washes over her. She experiences a profound sense of accomplishment and validation, as the meticulous effort and strategic thinking she invested in crafting her plan have paid off.Joy permeated her being, and her face lights up with an infectious smile that reflects the triumph she feels within. She feels a surge of self-confidence and pride, knowing that her foresight and calculated steps have led to the desired outcome.It reinforces her belief in her abilities and affirms that she possesses the competence to handle the situation on ground. The previous night, she had called Billion and explained her plans to him. At first, he was skeptical, however, he gave her the go ahead.Joy's heart is filled with a profound s