As they dropped their glass after making the toast, Zinnia caught Duncan staring and barked. "Get lost, witless. Go and do the dishes!" Duncan nodded and they roared In laughter as he continued walking. Duncan got halfway down the hallway and stopped. He took out his phone and called Babbette. "Hello, sir?" "Babbette, I want to know something." "Alright, what is it, sir?" "Is Vast Group Company associated with Walton Group of Companies?" "Yes, Sir. The company is one of our under-companies." "Do you know Peterson Rogers?" "Yes, I do. He's for now the COO of VGC, but he'll be promoted by tomorrow to be the CEO." "He shouldn't get promoted." "Excuse me, sir?" "I need you to fire him." Babbette was shocked by Duncan's pronouncement. "Sir, is there…" Duncan heard footsteps approaching and he interrupted. "Let's talk later." He hung up. "Duncan," a familiar voice called him in a light tone and he turned to meet Lisa. "Hey, brother-in-law, I hope you don't feel bad because
It was Karla and Duncan's heart skipped a beat after he laid eyes on her. The transformation in her appearance was astonishing. Despite the impeccable makeup and luxurious attire that exuded wealth, he could still recognize her unmistakable features. "Karla?" The shock on his face mirrored the surprise he saw reflected in her widened eyes and the slight gulp she took in response to hearing her name.Confusion washed over Duncan as he tried to make sense of the stark contrast before him.This time, Karla wasn't looking a bit like the eyesore woman who had annoyed him in the past few days. She now radiated an aura of affluence and sophistication that seemed completely at odds with his previous encounters with her.Duncan's gaze shifted from her momentarily, turning to his mother, a small smile playing on her lips. He couldn't find the words to speak, his mind grappling with the unexpected turn of events.Just as his bewilderment reached its peak, a man walked into the room, catching Jo
Duncan decided to go and buy dinner for his mother after spending some time with her. When she awoke, he took permission from the doctor tending to her and he gave her the go-ahead to eat what he had bought. When they were done having dinner, Susan asked. "Son, are you okay?" "Yes, I am." "Great. But, the food." "What about the food?" "It looked like you got it from a five-star restaurant. It tasted so nice." "Really?" Susan nodded. He had actually ordered the food from one of the best restaurants in the city. "Believe me when I say that…I have never had such a meal for a long time. It was only once and that was when Zinnia's grandfather was alive. He had invited me to have dinner with them. Ma'am Luna didn't even let me have the meal in peace. She kept ogling at me." Susan let out a short laugh. "Where did you get the money to buy such food?" "Mother, I got it from my restaurant. The manager was impressed by my work these past few weeks." "That's great. Is anything going wr
Abigail was a bit surprised by Duncan's request and she tried not to show it in words but he understood her expression. "I know what you're thinking, but I'm sorry I don't care. I want to start punishing my enemies and bringing them down as I rise to the top." "What did he do?" "He hurt my mother." "Your mother?" "My adopted mother." "Oh. Okay, I'll do whatever you want. But, I need the company's account details." "Yes, I know. I'll send it to you later tonight." "Alright." "Thank you, Abigail." "Have dinner with me, please." "I'm sorry, I have to decline. I need to return quickly." "It's okay." "Maybe some other time." "Alright." When Duncan got to the Lennart Mansion, he walked into them having dinner. "Look who is here," Marcus said, forcing everyone to avert their attention to Duncan as he walked to the dining room. "Where the hell have you been since this morning?!" Ma'am Luna welcomed him with a bawl. "Good evening, grandmother…" "There's nothing great about th
When it displayed on his screen that his balance was zero, Marcus became speechless like one that had been struck by lightning. He couldn't believe his eyes. As everyone stared at him, taken aback by his exclamation, they wondered what was wrong with him, giving each other a surprised glance. When Ma'am Luna grew impatient, she asked. "Marcus, what's wrong?" "I…it's…g…gone," Marcus stammered, pointing at the screen, his eyes widened like one who had seen a ghost that had taken his ability to speak away. "What do you mean by it's gone?" Laila asked, not wanting to anticipate the worst. "It's the money. Everything in the account just v…vanished." "What do you mean?" Ma'am Luna asked, sounding angry. "This." Marcus turned the laptop screen to her and pointed at the zeros showing as the account balance. Ma'am Luna gasped. "What's this?" "I don't know, grandmother. I don't know if the money was revised but I've never seen a thing like this before." "You're talking nonsense!" Ma'a
Babette decided to confirm what Duncan was asking about, so she asked."Sir, are you talking about firing Peterson Rogers?""Exactly. Do that now. No questions.""Alright, sir. I'm on it."Duncan ended the call, washed his hands, and left the toilet. When he came to the hallway, he saw Peterson closing the door of Zinnia's office touching his wet lips.When he lifted his gaze and saw Duncan with the trash can, he walked up to him with a mocking expression."And, who do we have here? The great cleaner of the building. Hey worthless, how are you doing?""I'm not worthless. That should be your first name, Peterson," Duncan shot back, fixing at him a cold, intense, and menacing stare that startled Peterson a bit."I see you returned home the other day but you've not yet known your place, you lowlife.""I'm not a lowlife, Peterson. You should mind what you say.""What the audacity you've got. But, it's okay, I understand. You're a hopeless man. Any useless man who can't bring happiness to
When Zinnia finally found her voice, amidst Peterson mumbling curse words, she asked."What are you going to do?""I won't take this. I'm going to Walton business estate. I'll go and talk to Babette, she's the little wretch managing the Walton Group of Companies."Zinnia vaguely watched him disappear. Chill rose in her spine as she remembered the voicemail she had dropped for her grandmother earlier in excitement when she was on her way. Her fingers quivered like noodles when she took out her phone from her purse and her legs became as light as chopsticks when the thought hit her that her grandmother must have already listened to the voicemail.She quickly entered the car, Peterson's words repeated in her head, forcing her to slam the steering while intermittently until her phone rang."Ahh!" She gasped upon knowing who was calling, it was ma'am Luna. She threw the phone to the front seat and waited for a while before taking it."Gosh, she dropped a voicemail." She sighed, staring at
Abigail thought she heard Duncan wrong so she decided to ask him again."Are you for real? "Yes, give it out. The money I wiped out of the Lennart's company account, you wanted to give it out?""Exactly. You heard it, right?""You mean…the whole money?""Yes, Abigail. I would like them to be given out to people in need of it. I'm sure there are so many helpless people out there that the money would change their lives. Please help me to distribute it to helpless kids, widows, bums in the streets, and orphanage homes too. Okay?""Duncan, we are talking about 50 million dollars here, you really want to just give them all out.""Yes. What did you think?""Well, I thought you'd use it.""Not to brag but it's of no use to me. People who need it should have it. I didn't have you take that money from the account because I wanted to use it, It was because I wanted to teach Marcus a lesson. I'm so excited now.""Hm, about Peterson Rogers?""You know him?""Yeah. Can we…meet?""Umm." Duncan gav