"Now that you are here, drop those buckets and start serving drinks to everyone in this room" Ma Carolyn yelled at Greg as soon as he entered the room. Her face was contorted as if someone with some kind of dreaded sickness had just joined them in the room. Greg's cleaning bucket hangs loosely on his hands as he gazed from one end of the room to the other, one might begin to wonder if he is seeing double."we are about to read out Pa Santiago's will and it should be a celebration, why are you standing there like a ghost? Come on! Serve us drinks " she yelled again as if jerking Greg out of a trance.Greg was just coming from cleaning the garage and was about to enter the sitting room when he stumbled on Ma Carolyn, her kids and few aunties and uncles of the Santiagos household about to read his father's will without his consent. This was not the first time nor the second time, Ma Carolyn makes family decisions with just her favourite members of the family, while ignoring Greg, his mo
8:45am15 mins to the time he has to leave for the airport. Greg was traveling to honor a wedding invitation from a very renowned president from the east side.He was only going to spend a maximum of two days over there before he returns back to his country. It was also an avenue to ease of the stress of the work load on his back.His personal assistant, Leo, entered the room, holding a small, elegantly wrapped package in his hands. "Master, I just received this package. It's addressed to you, and it's from the President," He said.Greg's eyebrows raised in surprise. He hadn't expected any further communication from the President before his departure, especially after what transpired between them in his office. He took the package from Leo's hands, inspecting it carefully."Do you know what's inside?" he asked, a hint of caution in his voice. He was still yet to understand why the president would want to gift him on the day of his departure. "No Master, I didn't open it. The Pres
Greg stepped out of the President's office, his mind still buzzing with the weight of the conversation they had just shared. He knew exactly that from now onwards, he had become a major rivalry to the ruling party. The rule of politics according to Grandpa Alberto says “if you are not with them, you are probably against them. There's nothing like a middle man.” Contest for the upcoming election under a new political party was an immense opportunity, one that he knew would come with its fair share of challenges and threats. And from now onwards he needs to tighten the security around him if he must make it out of this campaign alive. He was joined at the hallway by Leo who had been waiting outside as he made his way back to his office. “I overheard your discussion with the president Sir, do you really think it's a good idea?”“ The idea of leading a campaign without a political godfather is daunting, I don't really think it's a decision you should make in a hurry” Leo advised.
Greg's eyes widened in feigned surprise. Although Leo had already tipped him on what to expect from this meeting. There was no way he was going to sound ungrateful by acting nonchalant especially not to the president.And especially not now that he was actually beginning to consider running for presidency.At first when Grandpa Alberto had mentioned that he should not give in to any pressure from these gullible politicians and accept their goddfatherism terms, he thought to himself."I was never even planning on running for presidency. I just want to focus on the family business and that's all" but it seemed Grandpa has been in this game so long that when he sees someone that has the potential for politics he knows already.He repeated this instruction to Greg so many times, it was as if he knew that Greg would change his mind one day. Turned out, he was actually right.If these gullible men could stay in power and the only thing they do is swallow up public funds, maybe he too shoul
At the Albertos mansion after Greg had gotten rid of Laila and Monalisa. Although Monalisa was still being bitter and stubborn, she made Laila file for a divorce from Grandpa Alberto and demanded almost 70% of Grandpa Alberto's wealth. But Greg could barely wait to see the shock on their faces when they finally realized that Grandpa Alberto had handed all his properties and businesses to Greg months before Laila even deceived him into signing marriage papers with her. This simply means that there was absolutely no property for Laila to get 70% of. except, the few dollars in Grandpa's account which he already donated to Charity. The house abuzz with activity as he prepares for Grandpa Alberto’s burial. It was going to be one of the biggest burials to ever happen in South City. Grandpa Alberto was a great man, he had influenced many economies of different countries and he was a Godfather to many presidents from different places around the world. His wedding was not going to be
"you must be out of your of your mind""there's no way this place would have a new owner without my knowledge" Monalisa boasted. "take a look at this" Harvey said as she dropped a file of documents before her.The managing partners of the law firm had sold it to Greg one week before now without Monalisa's knowledge because she was the least holder in the firm. So they had the right to make that decision without her knowing.“What do you mean, that this building has a new owner?” Monalisa asked in utmost confusion. She flipped through the pages of the document her eyes bubbling in confusion. "who signed these documents, what makes them think they can do this behind my back" Monalisa protested to no one in particular.“Oh they didn't let you know?”“That shows you were not as important as you claimed to be. You are just a minority holder in the firm, how pathetic.” Harvey scuffed in disgust. "So as the new owner of this firm, I am ordering you security men to let in at least seven p
"Mom, he's dead." Laila gasped over the phone as soon as Monalisa Gavita picked up the call."Did you do what I asked you to do?" Monalisa asked immediately."No Mom, I didn't even poison him anymore. I just woke up this morning and found him dead" it's true that Laila did not get the chance to poison Grandpa Alberto before he gave up the ghost. But he can deny the fact that Mariah saw her earlier putting something in Grandpa's drink. But she dare not tell her mother, Monalisa warned her severally not to mess up their plans. Fortunately she didn't have to poison the old man anymore so it's a win win situation. Or so she thought."That's perfect Laila, you did absolutely well. I am so proud of you ""Very soon, we will be swimming in millions of dollars. Just leave the rest of the work for your mother. I'll take care of it " she said whilst grinning sheepishly. She never thought that sneaking into Alberto's household would be this easy. All she needed to do was to claim inheritance
The knock on the door was persistent and Greg who had ignored it earlier because it was coming from Jane was finally forced to speak."Who's there?" Greg called out amidst the interruptions, his voice echoing through the office and through the glass door at the entrance of his office. "Maybe he ran away from the security men" Jose joked and everyone in the room laughed but suddenly, the office door swung open with a swift motion, and Miss Jane, Greg's secretary, rushed in, her face so pale as if she just saw a ghost. Tiny beads of perspiration adorned her forehead as she panted heavily, struggling to catch her breath.This sent everyone in the room on alert."Did armed robbers break into the office?" Greg thought his mind was racing and his heartbeat increased.Then it should have been the security men running in the office to protect and not Jane. He had always known Jane to be this dramatic person that is good at exaggerating situations. Maybe the news she wanted to relay wasn
The office fell silent at Mr Edinburgh's words. Greg knew he was just blabilng inorder to get him to have mercy on him. there's no way he was going to disown his only son on a mere company issues. With the way Mr Edinburgh raised Mat, it was obvious that he would choose Mat even over his life. He spoiled him so much with cheap luxury. "Dad, I know you are not serious. You can't disown me because of this little issue. It was just a mistake" May pleaded with his father. "It wasn't a mistake Mat, it has become a habit for you to disrespect anyone you come across" "You just happen to fall into the wrong hands today" he shrugged off Mats finger. The silence in the room was interrupted by a soft, sombre footsteps approaching the office. It was Ma Luci and her personal assistant visiting Greg's office. She had just received a message that her name had been cleared. And the source of the face materials had been ascertained. And because she had been offered this large contract by the pr
"Excuse me Sir, Mr Edinburgh is here to see you" Jane said to them as soon as she opened Greg's office door. "Speaking of the devil," Leo smiled mischievously. They had just been planning to invite Edinburgh's over, but it seems they were in more need of the meeting than Greg himself.Jane stalled as if she was waiting for a confirmation from either of them. Which was expected of her."Let him in," Greg replied.As the door swung open, Mr. Edinburgh walked in, accompanied by his son Mat.The guys in the room, Greg, Leo and Jose exchanged glances, their expressions hardened with resolve, as they watched father and son make themselves comfortable.Greg didn't bother directing them to a seat, so Mr Edinburgh caught the signal. Greg doesn't want him to sit on his chair, he wants them to stand. And so he stood before Greg, his arms folded right beside him and his attention focused on Greg. But Mat, who was unsuspecting lazily went to help himself out with a seat by the side of the room