The Secret Successor

Chapter 2: Buy them over

The old lady glued her eyes in his pocket, ready to frustrate him the more, if he decides not to pay her.

“You douchebag! You've gotten your salary, but you chose to stress an old lady and go about, wining and dining with your fellow poor meager salary earners. Now, I'm happy I never relented”

“You'll pay for the water, electricity, and the dirt too. Everything would be double of what you paid before, $20,000, or I'll lock you up”

“20,000 what?” Donald was taken aback by the outrageous price he just heard. That was the payment for his five part-time jobs combined.

“You should let the poor boy breathe, that's so much money for a student” the lady living beside them screamed from the stairs.

“And who asked for your opinion? He deserves whatever he gets, tuck that fat mouth of yours into your dirt bucket!” Mrs. Churchill spoke angrily, drawing the attention of a few neighbors who were on their way to work.

“Are you paying or do I get you tortured severely?”

“There you go”

Donald said, as he threw the money from the balcony, to the floor of the entrance.

“Why would you do that? You could have placed it in my hands! Pay some more or I'll severely hurt you”

“Not in your dreams!” Donald dipped his hands in his pocket and threw wads of cash outside.

“You unlucky child!” Mrs. Churchill quickly made for the stairs in a bid to pick her money from the ground.

“There's so much money for everyone”

“Now we can buy two medium rare steaks, yay"

The street children rejoiced as they gathered around and started picking the money, faster than Mrs. Churchill.

“You dirty kids! Weren't you taught respect?”

“Leave it, it's all mine, go meet your parents, get out of my way!” Mrs. Churchill cursed.

“The old hag looks green, come on, join us”

The children chuckled as they happily called others who were too scared to come.

Donald got in, packed his things and took one last look at his shark before going downstairs. On seeing the children, Donald sprayed some more money in the air.

“You're the best bro”

“We'd have a nice meal today and throughout the week”

The children celebrated harming Mrs. Churchill.

“Get off! It's all mine”

“F*CK! You just stepped on my fingers!”

“Bad children, bad children!”

“Oh my! What have you done?” Mrs. Churchill screamed as she ran with her tails between her legs after sighting one of the kids coming to the spot with a scary bulldog.

Inside a cab......

“Black Kaka'ri, what should be my current status?”

Donald asked, as he stared at the driver, to confirm if he heard what he just said.

[No one can hear our conversation, but they can hear other heartbreaking comments whenever you ask me a question]

“That's better then”

[Every black Kaka'ri holder reeks of wealth and power, investments and collaborations]

“You gave me more than enough for the rent”

[That's nothing compared to the wealth that awaits you. You only need to ask, and it shall be done]

[What's your first mission, master?]

“To fit into the status of the black Kaka'ri holder”

[Very well then, discard your belongings and fit in properly]

“Pull over."

Donald stepped out of the car and left a wad of cash on the seat and his luggage before closing the door.

*Pounds and cloaks*

Still dressed in his old clothes, Donald walked in but was ignored due to his dressing.

“I'd like to see the manager”

“Do you have an appointment with him?”

“Yes I do”

The secretary looked at him scornfully before asking, “what's your name?”

“Donald Alfred”

“Okay, please follow me”

The secretary walked some inches away from him while he walked behind.

“Greetings manager George”

“Donald Alfred?”

“Affirmative. I want to buy this company and become the CEO”

“Youths and dreams”

The manager laughed as he saw nothing but a young lad making a fool of himself.

Donald threw three wads of cash on the table, to the surprise of the manager.

On seeing the money, his eyes widened. “What do you want?” The manager probed as he drew the wads of cash close to him.

“Convince everyone or buy them over if necessary. I want to be the chairman of this clothing line today. Here's more, just do your job, I'll be back”

Donald threw five extra wads of cash on the table and walked out.

Next stop, Dolce and Gabbana****

Donald alighted and shopped the costliest suits, cloaks, hats, and shoes. The attender had to put his orders in a trolley and followed him closely.

He stopped at the wristwatch section and stared at the watches. The golden colored Patek Philippe watch drew his attention, but it was not as alluring as the silver Cartier watch or the Micheal Kors black leather watch.

“I'll take all”

“Black Kaka'ri?” Donald rubbed the bracelet as they arranged his things.

Beep: you have received $80, 000,0000 in your account with the last four digits, 6785; City bank.

Donald paid with his card and boarded a cab. He stopped at the car villa and bought the latest model of the Lamborghini Aventador SV delos. After paying, he placed the clothes he bought earlier and drove to a nearby hotel.

On checking in, Donald took a hot bath, dressed up in a gray suit with black stripe, Dolce and Gabbana shoes and a hat alongside his Michael Kors watch.

He checked out and drove off, heading to pounds and cloaks. On sighting the costliest car in the city, the security came out, waiting for him to alight.

“Welcome Director Donald”

“This way please”

Inside the boardroom...

“What went wrong? I've been the chairman and director for years now, why this vote of impeachment?”

Chairman Wood probed…

“We mustn't give you an explanation before taking a decision”

“As board members, we're tired of your incompetency”

“Oh really? So who's the money making machine that bought you all over?”

“I've been addressed as many things, but I think this fits me better” Alfred said as he relaxed on the Director's seat with a smile on his face.

“You?”