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They stopped in front of a gigantic building that towered other buildings nearby. Milton was awed by it. “Is this my city?” He wondered. Brianna gave him a lopsided smile and typed faster on her phone. “Get something to eat. We will be right back.” She sent the message to Troy and Gio. She pointed ahead only for Milton to shrug. She said, “follow me Mr Milton.”Milton almost reminded her not to call him Mister but let it go.The receptionist rose when she saw Brianna approaching. Milton looked around the big reception. It was sore to the sight. So clean and perfectly arranged. Brianna noticed he wasn’t beside her and reduced her speed. “Hey, I will give you a tour later. For now, ignore the shiny stuff.”Milton couldn’t help but chuckle. “Good evening.” Milton chirped.The receptionist’s eyes didn’t meet Milton’s, she was looking at the floor with her hands clasped together in front of her. Milton burrowed her eyebrows, wondering why the lady wasn’t answering.Brianna pushed him for
It was also the first time Roger Jackson was taking slow steps, giving the other party time to think and decide. So, why was he going to greater lengths for Milton? Was he lenient because Milton was his brother’s son or did he have other plans? Milton felt Brianna’s eyes on him, he smiled timidly, “something on my face?” “Move in tomorrow,” Brianna said lowly. Milton ignored her and gazed at the beautiful sight of the city under the moonlight. The car stopped, and Milton realized he wasn’t at the hotel’s parking lot, “where are we? Why are we here?” Replying, “shopping.” She rushed to open Milton’s door. “I have clothes, Brianna,” Milton looking ahead. “You will need them soon, sir.” Brianna undid Milton’s seat belt and then patted his shoulder awkwardly. Studying her face, he knew Brianna would drag him to the boutique if she had to. Customers were still inside shopping. Milton has never been to any kind of a boutique. He was used to buying his clothes on the street and a
Milton was in a great mood, not because he brought a car yesterday or because he witnessed how much power he had, but because he woke up feeling rejuvenated.Today, he didn’t look around to see what everyone was doing or even doubt whether they were gossiping about him. He was happy and didn’t want anything or anyone to spoil it.Twenty minutes later, Dickson arrived. He stopped at the back and searched for Milton. He found him immediately and let go of Natalie’s hands.“Milton, I can feel your happy aura, something good?” He mocked.Milton grunted and resumed studying.He shut Milton’s laptop, “I am speaking to you.”“When did you become a bully, Dickson? And why am I your victim all the time? Do you like me and not my Natalie?” Asked Milton, his voice dripping with sarcasm.“My?” Dickson grunted.“Yes, my Natalie.”“Who is your Natalie? Just because you have MacBook doesn’t mean you owned me or you will ever own me.” Natalie screeched from behind.Dickson dropped the paper down, “pi
The government released a tender a few months ago for the supply of goods to East National Prison and Roger’s company had been one of the many companies that had applied to get it. He had his reason that he couldn’t share.The letters of the awards were sent today to different companies’ Emails and The Jacksons Inc wasn’t one of them.So, while Brianna was driving Milton to see Roger Jackson, Roger Jackson was in a Zoom meeting with the minister of foreign affairs.When she left Milton in the sitting room, she didn’t think it would take a while to inform Rogers, Milton was here. So, when she arrived at the office, she found him in a heated conversation with the minister of foreign affairs.Roger Jackson wasn’t having any of his explanation. His company should have been on the list.Knowing the minister, Caleb, a family associated with Glen Inc, the company that got the tender instead of Jackson Inc, she had to step in and solve the matters before the squabble turned into something mor
Out of normalcy, he accepted their apologies. Roger Jackson gave them one last chance half-heartedly. Which took everyone by surprise. Brianna left with Troy and Gio and reprimanded them. They apologized profusely. Since they worked together for years, their trust ran deeper than the roots of trees in the desert, she let it go. As she watched the walk away, she messaged Dominic and Findley to report.Brianna found Scarlett pacing back and forth in front of her office, “what?”“I am sorry.”With an unreadable expression, she replied, “sure.” Scarlett opened her mouth to add something but stopped when Brianna grunted. Scarlett walked away hurriedly.Meanwhile, Milton and Roger Jackson were speaking inside his office. He was here to ask him if the offer was still there. The humiliation from Dickson kept dancing inside his mind the whole day and this drove him to accept living here.However, now, he was thinking of something else. He can’t stay with people who hated his guts the moment
A video was playing in front. It was Milton. In the same outfit. Today. Scrolling on his phone as he wrote in the CAT sheet. He looked at his phone and then at the screen. How did that happen?Milton was confused. He didn’t recall using his phone during the exam. Hell, he hasn’t used it in days. With no friends and a lover, the phone has been the last thing on his mind. So, how did this happen? Why was he there? The video humiliating him as if he hadn’t been humiliated enough?From Rickie in the morning and now this, Milton knew whoever had his cards of life was drunk and half asleep while playing.The students streamed in and began throwing their pens at him, claiming it was time he paid for his sins. He looked back and for the first time, he wanted Troy and Gio to rush in and take him away.Too bad, they were nowhere to be found, and so were Dominic and Findley.Milton yelled, “I did not cheat. I don’t cheat.”“You are lying.” It was Natalie. She dabbed her finger on his forehead, a
The pungent smell of the hospital irritated his nose. Doctors and nurses minded their business. A man dressed in a hospital guard uniform was staring at him with looks that could kill.For half an hour, he cried helplessly for help. Eventually realizing they were serious about not treating him, he embraced the pain and was waiting patiently for the authority to arrive, hopefully in prison, they would give him some painkillers.Groaning in pain, he whispered, “where are you, Brianna?”*Brianna was speaking to the dean. He was on his knees, trembling, his eyes avoiding Brianna’s. Brianna threatened to sue him and the college if he didn’t unravel what happened.The dean implored, “yes, ma’am. We will.”“We?” She fired.“So..rry, Ma’am. I.” He stuttered. Brianna clutched her phone tighter and touched her ear when she heard Troy speaking, “I am outside.”They were a few meters from the college’s gate. Brianna noticed Milton wasn’t with them and panicked. She didn’t show them and asked ca
Milton wanted to snore so bad. To pretend he didn’t hear what they were speaking. But how could he when Brianna was next to his head fanning him speaking to Roger, “he has been awake for the last few minutes.”What was she playing at? It was the same question Milton and Roger Jackson had in their minds.Brianna was playing a dangerous game and she knew it. Yes, she was Roger’s hand-woman but that didn’t give her the free pass of talking ill about his nephew.The nephew waited patiently for Roger to yell at Brianna to leave again. But the more he waited, the more he realized the man wasn’t going to repeat his words.He felt a hand in his short-trimmed hair. If he hadn’t been listening to his hammering heart, he would have fallen into another deep slumber.Roger Jackson was playing with Milton’s hair to avoid dragging Brianna out of there. He was outside while they were speaking about Milton and whatever reason Brianna had, he didn’t want to hear it.“Sir, you didn’t have to come. I was