The meeting lasted for about an hour. Victor could not defend the missing funds in some of the accounts.He kept silent, his hand trapped across his mouth. His father wasn't present in the meeting, and everything was being said. He has to act fast before the truth is discovered.Before Coleman's passing, Victor and his father had been involved in a major loot that affected the company badly. He has tried to cover the holes so well, but the auditors hired are different from the ones his father has always used.They always had a deal to strike after the loot holes had been locked, and the remaining would be shared among themselves.By the time the meeting ended, Peter had asked Victor to stay back."Sit please"."There are going to be a few changes around here, and if you want to continue working here, you have to obey my rules."."What changes are you talking about?""Calm down". Peter said.He looked at Victor closely. The large hall held a tense smell of contempt between the two men.
The knock on the door got Peter dancing down the stairs; he had placed an order for a McDonald's for the evening. Since his chef went on a break, he finds it a bit difficult to do things by himself around the house."That's got to be my food," he said in his mind as he juggled down the stairs.When he opened the door, the smile that had spread on his face disappeared almost immediately."What the f**k are you doing here?" He asked as he glared down at Mia. She shrugged her shoulders and pushed her way in, rubbing her two large Titi's against his chest.He ran his hand through his hair. If only he had known this daughter of Jezebel was the one banging the chime, he wouldn't have bothered."You have a really lovely place, Peter, my baby boy." She said she was smiling."How on earth did you find my house? How did you get my address, Mai?" He questioned boldly."Take a chill pill. Peter, how many questions do I have to answer at a time? I just got here. Is that how you want to treat your
For the past three months, Peter has been able to work with the new team he created for the company.A meeting has been scheduled to be held at 12 a.m. by his new secretary, Tyler. The Binders team working on the new app is present in the conference room with their lawyer."Gentlemen!" Peter hailed when he got in. He shook hands with the four men before unfastening his suit button."Mr. Coleman, we have our experts with us here for the execution of this project. Mr. Dan the CEO of Binders Tech began"—"Mr. James and Mr. Phil. He introduced them. The two men bowed with a smile at Peter."Well, I have seen all the prototype designs sent to mail, and you think I love them, especially one of them, Tyler, please. He snapped his fingers twice at his assistant, who ran forward with the printed manuscript containing the designs. The third design is fine. We want something simple and unique yet reliable for the purpose of its invention."."You can trust us to deliver. Mr. Coleman, our company,
Peter lifted his head up when the door squeaked open."What was that nonsense about?" Victor asked after banging on the door loudly.Peter has been busy working on a project with his team for weeks."You can see I am busy with my team; you don't have to be rude, banging the door so loud." Peter cautioned with darkened eyes."You will hold no meeting until you give me good reasons why you requested that my name be removed as a stakeholder." Peter blared, totally ignoring the group of people stationed in the office."Gentlemen, please excuse me; we shall continue this shortly." He excused them out of the office.They all sneaked past Victor's back. Three men out of the group of five are actually old staff, so they know how rude and brutal their boss Victor can be."Sorry, sir," each of them mouthed as they walked past him.Peter watched his employees leave the room before speaking to his cousin again."You may sit, that is, if you want." He gestures with his hand. His eyes were still fi
The dim fluorescent lights cast a soft glow in the hall. Music booming a big high above the normal level Victor sat at one end of the VIP lounge, two empty bottles of liquor laid on the table alongside a bottle of chilled water.His eyes were drooling as he turned into his glass the remaining liquor in the third bottle."Excuse me, young lady." He called out to the waiter on the other table. She raised her head to face him. A pen is in her hand as she tries to take down a customer's order. The lady excused herself and walked up to Victor quickly."How may I be of help, sir?" She questioned. His eyes never leave his face. She is shocked at how fast he pushed down two bottles of liquor in just a few minutes of sitting there alone. The blaring music made it difficult for her to hear what he was saying, and she bent over to listen. The strong smell of liquor wafted through her nostrils as he spoke loudly into her."Two more bottles," he signaled finally. She walked over to the bar and pic
Victor slept until housekeeping got tired of waiting; check-out time was noon, no exceptions, and when the maid banged on the door at eleven forty-eight, he yelled something through the door and jumped into the shower.He suddenly remembered he had been with a woman last night, but before he woke up, she was gone. His head banged on one part, and with the hangover still making him drowsy, he was to renew his bill for the room.The telephone came ringing at the bedside, and he picked it up in one stretch.Hello! He cleared his throat. The unfamiliar voice at the other end rang sharply into his ears, causing a. Sensation.He pulled the receiver a bit away from his ear.After he was done with the call, he put down the receiver and rolled his eyes. The manager had called in with the report that he had refused her workers from doing their jobs. He paused, checking his cell phone.Just then, the bang came on again. This time, it was fierce. He sprang up to his feet and turned the key."Good
When Victor got out of the warehouse, he strolled around the building for a moment to make sure no one was hiding before getting into his car. He checked the time on his phone. It was a few minutes past four in the evening. He had not had anything solid to eat all through the day. The hangover had finally cleared off the moment he thought he had come face-to-face with his death.He drove off, taking a different route. The gun was perfectly seated under his seat. Even though it was his licensed gun, he had no right to walk around with it.In no distant time, he was at the heart of the city, driven towards the Atlantic Stiller's restaurant situated by the road. It was a two-story building that held an exquisite restaurant and a bar upstairs. He pulled over and walked in. Mai had texted him the exact spot where she was sitting in the restaurant. As he made his way through the thick, transparent door, he dipped his hand into his pocket and tipped the steward standing by the gate.By now,
"Peter is not dumb and not the governor. If we try any silly moves, we could be traced back to everything we have. Well, you have nothing to lose. As for me, my life depends on this mission. I am doomed if it doesn't work out. Victor said."He's a smart man; I won't even argue that. What plans do you have then? How do we get him to lose this opportunity?" Mia asked. Her major concern is her family and their wealth. If her dad could get his company back and the house, she was fine with it. To make the deal work, she has to input her best, either directly or indirectly.The duo enjoyed their meal in silence, but despite the agreement, each of them had a hidden gender for themselves. Mia wanted more than just her family's wealth. If she could lay hands on one or two, that would be okay for her. Victor, on the other hand, believes that everything under his family name is his. Whether it was bought in Brazil or Tokyo, as long as it has Coleman on it, it was his to possess.By the time the