"Bast*rd!""oh my God!" Mat almost screamed as he hit his knuckles on floor."bast*rd!"Mat swore again. he had waited until Greg left his office with Leo following closely behind her. "How dare he humiliate me this way""I, Mathew Edinburgh. The CEO of Edinburgh construction. Who does he think that he is?" Mat swore under his breath."Gre Alberto, little boy of yesterday.""Just because you mistakenly found power, you think you can use it on anyone?""We have always been the people in this power game, and I promise you from the depth of my heart, that after I am done with you, you will wish you had stayed back ack the santiago's family" May was fuming with anger.He stood up from the floor immediately and hastily cleaned his knees. He had bruised his knees while hastily kneeling to be Greg, and the area around the wound was now pure red.He rushed to the tap to wash off the blood.A call flashed out came in from his father. "Mathew!""Did you beg him?""Did he accept your apology?
8:00am Emirian gracefully makes her way through the grand hallways of the Albertos mansion. It has been two days since she last set her eyes on Greg after the scandal between her and George. It really hard to tell if Greg was really busy at work or if he was just avoiding her.She had decided to let everything slide without even trying to find out who perpetrated the slander.She knows she's innocent and being the fact that she was a virgin, Greg will find out about her sincerity on that special night."But what if he kicks me out before then?" She thought to herself."Don't think much about it Emirian, you never really wanted any of this, just enjoy the moment " she cancelled herself.This morning, she was dressed in an elegant outfit that perfectly complements slender figure. And carrying herself with all the confidence she could muster, She headed to the garage.Emirian was greeted by her chauffeurs, impeccably dressed in tailored uniforms. Holding the handle they ushered her
The sleek, black chauffeured limousine glided to a stop in front of the grand entrance of Les Haute Monde.Drawing the attention of onlookers. There were a few social climbers or Nouveau rich people, especially ladies who stood outside the gate hoping for a billionaire to pick them up so they could get access into the club. Only a few individuals and their descendants were allowed in the club and those were the top one percent of the society, they have a special card that when presented give them automatic asses and whomever they come with as well. So these gold diggers, very beautiful ladies and sometimes millionaires stand outside hoping for a blue blood, whether male or female who will have mercy on them and let them tag along with them to go inside the club. When the limousine arrived at the entrance of the club, the ladies were all anxiously smiling, hoping it's one of those single and handsome hairs who had come to squander their father's money. They were all showcasing them
"Get your fat ass up and clean this mess!"Laila yelled at Mariah. who was still laying on the floor.the ceramic cup had broken into pieces and the tea spilled all over Mariah's dress."I am sorry ma'am, I'll clean it up immediately. I didn't mean to fall over, I was only trying to..." Maria continued to blab."are you still standing there and blabilng rubbish?""get materials and clean this up immediately," Laila ordered Maria.She was so disgusted by Mariah this minute. After so many weeks of contemplating, she had summoned enough courage to do this and what does she get in return?This poor maid that doesn't know her place gets to spoil everything for her."see me once you are done" Laila fumed. She stormed out of the room, her face contorted with anger.She almost fell on the staircase as she struggled to get to her room. As she entered her room, she angrily banged the door behind her."Who employed these dullards""I swear to God, I will deal with Mariah" she fumed. she angr
It's been one month and a few days since Ma Carolyn was released from the police station, under the condition that she and her kids will return 40% of the money Grandpa Alberto gave to Pa Santiago in order to raise Greg. The truth is, Even though the 40% was a fair share to ask Pa Santiago's household to pay back, yet the whole net worth of all Pa Santiago's belongings is currently not up to 40% of $100billion. their current net worth was barely above a hundred million dollars. and the highest challenge is where to get the rest of the money from. Pa Santiago being a philanderer had squandered all the money in clubbing and living an extravagant lifestyle. There had also been a rumor that he single handedly built a temple for his religion.He squandered a lot of money during his lifetime. And now the children are left to pay for their father's sins. Ma Carolyn gathered her children in the sitting room of their big mansion. The mansion was also part of the properties Pa Santiago bou
Greg was yet to get to all the families that were being defrauded by Monalisa Gavita. He didn't want his revenge on her to be just about Grandpa Alberto, but he wants to ensure that she uses all her earnings to pay every single person she had unjustly taken their inheritance. So for the meantime, he decided not to do anything about it. Coupled with the fact that Grandpa Alberto is still in his worst state. It wouldn't hurt if Laila is there to warm him up. However his anxiety was heightened that night that Mariah called to inform him that Laila poisoned Grandpa's tea. Grandpa should have been dead by now, if anything didn't see Laila. This is a big call for him to actually do something. He had to suspend everything else he had at hand to tackle Gavita's issues.He got out of the car in the middle of the compound while Leo wheeled the car to the garage. There was one of Grandpa Alberto's luxury cars parked in the compound."Who could have driven this here?" Greg thought. As Gre
"I will deal with Greg," Matt swore under his breath.He put his hands in his pocket and brought a hanky with which he wiped the beads of perspiration on his face and his neck. He has not gone home for the past two days, neither had he eaten any good food since then.Without his car or any allowances, he couldn't even book an Uber to where he was going or even order a breakfast from fast food restaurants. He was left with no choice but to rely on public transportation. Now standing under the scorching sun and waiting for a cab, he fanned himself with his hankie, he had made a very bad choice coming out under the summer sun while putting on a black hoodie.He glanced around, hoping to spot a taxi that would take him where he needed to go. The busy street was filled with honking cars and bustling pedestrians, making it difficult to hail a cab. Mat was not used to the noisiness of the hood,he had lived in an estate his entire life. And life in an estate was always calm and serene. But
"This is just the balance sheet Mrs Laila . You can't get anywhere with just this document ""I made a clear list of all the documents you needed gather, how come you are only bringing the balance sheet and the income statement ""These are not even part of the documents that I listed""Where is the shares transfer agreement. you have to get Grandpa Alberto to transfer his share to you. Without that you own absolutely nothing " Mr Thompson said to Laila who was gazing at him perplexed."I swear I searched the whole of Grandpa Alberto's room but I was not able to find these documents that you mentioned here"."I just brought the one's I saw" Laila replied."well if you are really in for this fight, you must have to do more. Search more. Ask him for those documents, it's true he has dementia, but you never can tell, he might remember where he kept them.Laila and Thompson were still engrossed in their conversation when they were interrupted by the fierce stomping of Jane's stiletto."M
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