Alberto visited Samroto, and they discussed the president of Winslow. "I know you are a prominent person in Winslow; having a 10% share in that company is not a joke. I would have partnered with you, but I like to shoot my waggon to the sky."Samroto secretly gawked at Samroto for a defeating remark he made about his shares: if he had had a 10% share of Winslow, he would be at the top of the world. The only 0.000008 he had would soon be liquidated; he knew no one would step on Winslow's toes and go scot-free. A fake smile spread across his face and he retorted, "10% share is not a joke, friend.""Yes, it is not a joke, but sleep can't be compared with death; when you sleep, you wake up, and death is final and whole. I want something like whole; your share is quite good too; maybe I will link Darren, my useless son-in-law to you; you can assist his business, but for me, your share is too low," he berated him. "Alright, I will help whoever you recommend, but I heard that you are not
The annual event people had been waiting for had finally arrived. Many prominent figures in society could not wait to be there; the invited and non-invited would be there; they were eager to know who the Heir of Winslow was, and some were meeting in to strike a deal. Among the people who were eager to meet the heir was Alberto. Fleets of expensive cars had lined up in his compound; he borrowed more than the ones he owned. He hired twenty bodyguards, five saxophonists, and a chef who would make intercontinental dishes available. He wanted to show Heir that he was capable. He spent nothing less than 50 million dollars on the event. Alberto waited outside his compound to scrutinise people going with him; he criticised whoever said that his or her dresses were not good enough. He would be getting the attention of a lot of people today, and he would not like fingers to be pointed at any member of his family. He was grateful that useless James was not with them because he never had good c
Alberto got out of the car, grinning from ear to ear. People were admiring him because he had a VVIP card. They thought the people closer to the heir were the only ones getting the car, not knowing the card was made for humiliation. Only the wise among the people who would be at the VVIP table would escape through. High-class people would not consider his presence when he was met outside and started coming to greet him one after the other to gain the favour of the heir. "Good afternoon, Pa Alberto,"He spun to see who was greeting him, and he opened his mouth in surprise and returned the greetings: "Esien of Abert Group, you came too.""I will sue your company for bearing my name without paying me for the service my name is rendering for you," he teased. Essen grinned and replied to the first comment, "Yes, I did. I always come to annual events every year. I dare not miss this one, where the heir would be present.""That is very good of you." Alberto patted him on the shoulder bec
Everyone was more surprised when James sat on the grand chair with his legs crossed. Everyone's mouth was wide open in the VVIP fool and the down floor. They wondered who the hell the servant was who pulled stunts after cleaning the chair. and they began to curse him. People at the VVIP gawked at him. Alice could not help but hide her face because she didn't want to be tagged as his ex; it would be a disgrace for her. He sat on the grand ancestral chair. Samroto's body began to shake violently on the floor, and his son, who stood behind him, helped him out of the building. He knew no one would be able to sit if not for the blood of Winslow; the man was indeed Winslow's heir. He feared that James wouldn't let him go without punishing him for disrespecting him. He meant to serve him the same way he served his father. He stood up and retreated inside. His son asked him why he was scared but didn't utter a word. He dares not cross another line by revealing himself. Martinez was
"Only James could sit on that chair; let us all beg him," one prominent man said. Five more people joined him and pleaded; they wanted to kneel."Please stop!" James pleaded with them, they did not offend him and from their look they were old enough to be his father, James had huge respect for elders, that is how he was brought up. Except the elder is looking for trouble"The Martinez bodyguards were coming" and James announced confidently about two minutes later. Brian matches security to the scene, and Alberto is happy to see him with security. He pointed to James and said," Arrest the useless boy."Lucas walked closer to Alberto and landed him a slap.How dare you call our young master uselessDid he want to die?Alberto screamed and swirled; he could not know where the slap came from because he was looking at his bodyguard coming. Lucas's voice made him realize that he was the one who slapped him. "Ho w dare you?!!!" Patriarch Alberto said through gritted teetb"Who are you t
James revealed himself as the heir everyone had been eager to meet. Alice could not believe it; she stood still like a log fidgeting, covered in her sweat. Her heart thumped faster, and paranoid thoughts flooded her mind. She felt numb, and her body began to shake violently where she stood. James looked at him as he was going down, and a mocking smirk escaped from his mouth. Alice instantly gazed down as their eyes met. She felt like disappearing from his sight, and he mocked her with a condescending glance. A reporter who posted the live screaming where James was tagged Cake Face identified James and Alice instantly, and she had been looking for an opportunity to cover her more. She was happy as James got down from the VVIP and she climbed the stairs to meet Alice. "Hello, hello," she called Alice, but she felt she had lost herself in a trance, so she shook her to come to life because she needed her. Alice violently removed her hand from her body and pushed her away. "The rep
"Simon, please, let me get out of here; James will catch me, and I can't dare Winslow," Collins pleaded urgently, his voice trembling with fear."What have you done to him? I told you James was a good person; let's go inside." Simon's tone was firm, his eyes narrowing as he tried to decipher Collins' panicked state."Didn't you see Laura in the hall?" Collins asked, desperation evident in his voice."Yes, I saw her; I was surprised to see her close to James; I thought you sacked her because of James," Simon replied, confusion mixing with concern in his expression."Yes, I did; the mistake I made was reversing the last salary I gave her," Collins admitted, his voice tinged with regret. "I gifted James a discount on the house he purchased because you told me you gave him something too, and he told me to pay Laura her last payment if at all I wouldn't work with her in the future. I paid her in his presence and reversed the money when he left. I don't know how he met Laura; she might hav
James was happy to see the vineyard, and a graceful smile curled up from the corner of his mouth. Father Lawrence and some children at the orphanage, together with Maureen, came to greet him. The female leader of the choir brought the bouquet to him."You welcome to Vineyard," she greeted with a smile and handed him a bouquet. "Thank you." He received the bouquet with a beautiful expression. They had not seen him after he had commissioned the renewal of the hostel. They all went in, and his escort was outside, probably watching out. Brian, Anna, and Lucas followed him inside. Mellissa's friends who were around were dumbfounded; they cursed her for losing James as a son-in-law. They knew if he was still married to her daughter, they would have a chance to ask him for a favour. "Why does Maureen have to be the lucky woman who will enjoy this boy alone?" a woman said, rolling her eyes. Another woman retorted, "She was unlucky who could bear him, so I think she deserves it; your