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2024-10-29 19:42:56Why did Sam choose Zengent Hotel for the meeting with Drake?
Zengent Hotel was one of the most popular, luxurious and expensive hotels in Cranfield. Booking a room or talk of anything in Zengent Hotel, shows the person’s capability, influence and affluence.He deliberately took Drake there so that he wouldn't be taken as a ridiculous person he thought Jones took him to be. To oppress Drake and keep him within reach, that was also part of Sam’s plan.Drake and Sam met some hours after Sam saw Jones and Lana. Drake was really impressed by how he was treated. Different assorted food, expensive drinks and glamorous halls were available for them.Zengent Hotel was not for the weak to be sincere.There were about three levels of bookings in the hotel. Great land for the rich people, Grand Earth for the wealthy and billionaire fellows and Grandeur Universe for the trillionaires.Sam booked Grand Earth despite him being sacked to intimidate Drake. Though he was not a billionaire, he had a secret share in the hotel and the manager was his intimate friend. If not for the ticket given to Drake, he might have found it difficult to be on the Grand Earth.“Are all these drinks and delicacies for us, Sam?”“Yes, they are, mostly for you. I want you to know that our affairs will be fruitful.”“That's awesome. I will make sure we see to its greatest accomplishment with all my capability.”“Good. Getting into the business, we will strike him tomorrow morning by kidnapping his wife. And we will call him for other deals afterwards.”“I will make room for that.”Throughout their arrival and conversation at the hotel, Drake was just smiling with something hidden in his heart. He helped the Manager of the hotel get the position.But he didn't want Sam to know that until later.“And if we are able to nail him,Sam!” He gestured unceremoniously “And I become the heir of the Mackin family, I will flood this place with a fashionable celebration.”“Hun!” Sam was taken aback.“Yes, let's go to work!”They dispersed.***Before Lambo could get to Jones, Lana’s parents had called Jones.When they were assaulting Lambo by then, he dropped the contract document consciously unconsciously so that if they failed to turn up, he wouldn't have any regrets for seriously dealing with them.They were full of regrets for their misdeeds done against Jones in his poor life and the recent.“Mr Jones, we are so sorry for our misbehavior. It…it was done out of ignorance.” Lana's father stuttered on the phone.Jones was almost busted into laughter when he heard Lana’s mother was talking in undertones, “Even if we are not given any house and money, the contract is enough for our lives.”Yes, he has hooked them. They talked to him with total respect he didn't expect they could put forward.“Sir, if you don't mind, can we come to you to apologize so that you will know we are so sorry?”“No, it's okay, you can do that later.”“Are you sure you are no more angry at us, Jones?” Bella interrupted her husband.“No…has she agreed to the contract’s terms and conditions?” He asked with a thick voice.“No…I mean yes! Don't worry she has agreed even before telling her.”“Yes, she has no other will but to accept.” Bella buttressed his point.“She should be ready for me. I will send my guys to come and pick anytime between this evening and tomorrow morning because I will give her whatever she wants to show my true love to her.”“And I want to make the marriage one of the most elegant in Cranfield. She will also need to go shopping for herself.”“Okay, Mr Jones. We will get back to you on that.”“I want you to note that everything depends on your final decision. If you fail to convince her, be prepared to reap what you have sown.”They ended the call.After the call ended, Bella and Gesh called Lana to the seat. Lana was surprised to learn about the wealthy contract and thought it would be a life changer for her.But something struck her mind, she remembered how badly they, she and her parents, had treated him. Those disgrace moments her parents had shown Jones, most especially, the last one they did, apart from accusing him of rape.Jones may have revenge…she thought.Though she might be in wealth and fame and her parents might be in non-underrated pomp, the kind of Jones that showed her deep love before can not be like the present one again.The contract seemed like a trap for her that would bend her to his feet although Lana had felt remorseful and regretted her ignominious acts towards Jones.Notwithstanding, she still loved him dearly but she was seriously scared of letting her heart fall in the hands of a monster man.“Father…mother…I can't accept the contract. It's dangerous for my life. I'm not strong enough to stand before Jones. I'm guilty father…mother, we are tensely guilty.”“Lana, our lives depend on this contract…will you dare to make a silly decision?”Her mother shouted at her angrily.***Before Lambo could give full details on how he was dealt with, Jones informed him on the new development. “So don't bother yourself, Lambo, they will decide their destiny between this evening and tomorrow morning.”“Okay, Sir. I'm always available at your services.”He was about to leave when one of the subordinates of Lambo came to him with a message.He got some documents in his hand. Lambo thought Lana’s parents had rejected the contract when he set his eyes on it. He shook his head pitifully.“These people have finally doomed themselves.” He murmured.Jones asked interestingly, “Is that the contract document?”“I believe so, master.” Lambo answered hastily.The guy gave it to Lambo who crossed it thoroughly.“Wow! It's good news, Sir!” He said happily.“Have they agreed!”“Yes, Sir. Penultimate Investment Company has transferred the management files to us. Which means you are now the owner of the company, Sir”“Ohh! I thought you were talking about Lana. Anyway, it is good news indeed.”“Be ready to shake the table of the company, Lambo. I don't want people to know I'm now the owner. And you must organize everything perfectly.”“Okay, master.”“Keep your eyes on our shareholders, most especially Drake. If he doesn't reverse his actions, we will make him fall on his face unaware.”“Noted, boss.”“Before it escapes my mind, which hotel have you prepared for my wedding?”“Emperor Hotel and Suites and Zengent Hotel…but prefer Zengent Hotel, Sir.”“Is it worth my money, Lambo?”“Yes, Sir. Apart from being the best in the country, I found out that it has your family name as part of its owner.”“The Mackin family owns the hotel?”“Yes, Sir.”“Then who is that person in my family?”
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