Kayla was excited that she would be going to this dinner with Peter. He had been of help so much since she met him, and compared to his brother, she had grown to cherish herself more while enjoying the peace that comes with giving a good man a chance. She had freaked out the day he told her about the company dinner and the caliber of people that would be present. Plus, he would be officially recovering his award for the best CEO of the season. Even though he had just emerged barely a year ago, his records have beat others massively, making him climb to the top in just his first six months in office.She hurriedly took her bath and sat behind the mirror. She was already fully dressed. Just a little makeup to enhance her beauty was all she needed to do. She had just picked up the brush when she heard a car honk three times. She knew it was Peter from the pattern in which he did it. She smiled to herself and watched him pull in by the window. She got back to her seat and commenced with
Peter held his broken mouth and ran out of the hall.He got into his car and drove off quickly. Getting into a fight with Peter was just not something anyone could do without getting deeply wounded. "That boy is a monster from the slums," he said to him as he drove off to the nearest hospital. As he reached the counter, the nurse on duty laughed at him before attending to him. "Please, I would love to lie on the hospital bed for a few days," he told the nurse. She flashed him a quizzical look and went her way to call the doctor."Thank God you're here, doctor." I would love to see her in a few days. To rest my head. I have enemies chasing me everywhere," he lied.The doctor nodded and asked the nurse to prepare the room for him. He was given medications and some painkillers to reduce the pain in his lip, which now affects his head. He managed to text the hospital address to his father before falling asleep. In about two hours, Kennedy appeared at the hospital. He walked straight in
The next morning, after Victor was discharged, he drove off to his home. The sitting room was scattered and dusty. He had fired the last housekeeper he had because she told him she was sick, and since then, the agency has refused to find him another housekeeper. He kicked an empty Coca-Cola can on the floor as he opened the front door.His body was a mess from last night's fight, and through his headache, he still could not spend one more solemn night on the petite bed.He pushed the can aside and got upstairs for a quick shower. Peter knows he was badly wounded in last night's fight and shouldn't expect him to resume work the next day with a bloated lip. He got out of the shower and rummaged through his wardrobe for a black hoodie and black sweatpants. He checked for him in the last compartment on the cabinet. "Sweet," he said, shooting the gun quickly. He wrapped it in the leather bag and headed out. He clicked the car open and got in. He doesn't have to fear the police because th
Two hours later, Peter returned home, and just as he was about to pull over in the garage, his eyes caught a strange object on the ground. At first, he thought it was a reptile, but then, on closer inspection, he noticed a rod sitting beside one of his cars. He picked it up and smiled. He knows who would have made this attempt. No other person but Peter. "I bet he couldn't hit the cars; he learned the hard way." Peter began to laugh. By the time I am done with him, he will have no legs to walk into my garage again. He spoke to himself and put the rod aside.It was a bit early in the evening, and work has been hectic for him.He got inside to enjoy the rest of the evening alone. He was in the sitting room when he heard the bang on the door. He checked his time a few minutes past 8 p.m. He adjusted his pants and headed straight for the door. He placed one eye on the peephole and saw Kayla standing at the door, vaguely lit by the light."Kayla," he said, clicking the door open. "What a
The day to launch the solar panel was near. Peter and his team have worked tirelessly to make it a reality for the entire city. Peter went into his office with Tyler by his side. There won't be any more problems since the engineers now have all they need to make it work. “The launch is in a few days,” Tyler said.“I would be a fool to forget the first mega-deal my company would be launching,” Peter said as he worked into the office. “Boss, I can't wait to see the anguish on your cousin's face." Tyler teases, laughing coldly.“That's true. I haven't seen him in a couple of days.”.“He hadn't been to work either," Tyler added“Well, that's his loss and not mine. Get the files ready. Everything should be set before the launch. I have to prepare the speech for that great event myself." Peter said. As he pulled the seat closer to him. A knock goes on the door. The two men lifted their eyes to see who it was. "Oh, Mr. Jim," Peter said with a smile and got up to shake the man. Mr. Jim was
Victor has seen and gotten all the information he needs. He sighed when he realized he had to travel to a different city for this mission. The young man he saw the other day looked very gullible and soft. It would be much easier to convince him than an old man. He has never had so much in the past few weeks, up until he got an email inviting him to the Pedro Mega Tower. Victor twirled and whistled with his towel wrapped around his waist. His flight was booked at 8 a.m., and at 7 a.m. he was dressing up to leave. His house was a mess too, and now that he would be six tiles richer, he had to hire a maid as soon as possible. He didn't believe that Mr. Jim was so easy to reach until last night. “Whoa! I'm going to be a billionaire soon. I'm going to be a billionaire.” He sang and did a horrific version of Michael Jackson's moonwalk dance in his room. While whistling “beat it, just beat it” and snapping his fingers. He soon got fully dressed, but he thought he wasn't complete with his
Victor smiled, losing his confidence a bit when he heard the question. Jim was seated calmly with his hands clasped together on the desk.“Well, it's not a very huge thing.”.“Okay, I am listening,” Jim replied, scrolling through his system. "Well, it's about the solar panels the Coleman group is making." Victor began in a slightly shaking voice. Jim put down his pen and focused on Victor.“What about it?”.“Well, there is no problem at all; it's just that I feel you are making a big mistake by investing in that business '. Victor cleared his throat.“I have watched Peter over the months, and all I see are great results, so why do you say otherwise?” Jim asked, flashing him a suspicious look. Jim had the feeling that Victor's visit to his offense would only be a trip to sabotage his brother because, all the while he sat with Peter a few days ago, he never mentioned his cousin coming to pay him a visit in Houston.“Peter had never been straight when dealing with people. My uncle's co
Peter and Tyler were still working on a few documents in the office when Mia's call came through. Peter looked at it at first and ignored it, but then, on second thought, he didn't know what Mia had to say, so he grudgingly picked up the phone.“What is Mia? Why are you after my life?” He said that and dropped the phone.I'm sorry for the meddling boss, but I think you should listen to her. Tyler advised.Peter frowned, picked it up, and stared at the number again. It wasn't saved to his phone, but it was in his memory. "Why is she calling me?" He sighed deeply.She's been calling for days nonstop, and I am beginning to get irritated. He paused and stared at it for a while."Your ex-wife? Same one that dumped your ass for some rich man?". Tyler asked."Same woman. That's her!" Peter answered casually."Maybe you should just answer the call and then hear her out; it won't hurt.”."There's no way I'm getting back with Mia. I am already in love with someone else. He spoke with all the a