Liam had just returned from work that evening. After freshening up and having a quick dinner he had gotten on his way back from work, he decided to relax with his TV. The first two shows were short-lived so he had to start looking for new shows. It was during his search that he stumbled on James' press conference. At first, he thought it was his replica but on closer look, at his voice, and his movement, he realized it was really James. He felt bad about the whole thing. He had trusted him only for him to do otherwise. "I won't call him. I'll pretend as if I didn't see this." He said to himself, turning off his TV. He had lost interest. For the rest of the evening, Liam couldn't think of anything else apart from James' broken home. He never wished for him to be in his shoes. His divorce wasn't a result of unfaithfulness; rather, it was his wife who instigated it. She felt their marriage was boring because of a lack of communication. She spoke to him several times about i
The more he got criticized for the press conference, the more frustrated he became. James began to regret his action, wishing he had handled it more maturely. He began to receive emails from different people he had no idea of their existence. Because of this, he had no choice but to temporarily deactivate all his social media accounts. To make matters worse, Dexx sent him a text to return to duty. His absence was putting a hold on the company's progress. When he got the text, he sought an audience with Liam. He dared not venture out of the hotel because if he was spotted, he would be under attack from the journalists who were looking around for him. Liam, although he was annoyed with his decision, honored his invitation. Without beating about the bush, James went straight to his reason for calling him over. Liam listened attentively, and at the end, he said, "You should be lucky they didn't fire you. It means you aren't in their bad books." "So what are you saying?" He as
"Are you thinking like me?" One of the numerous journalists who had been frequenting Sarah's mansion ground asked his colleague. "Why should I be thinking like you?" His colleague retorted. He was frustrated because of Sarah's obstinance. They all wanted her to come out to say a word or two to add to their daily reports but since she didn't want to budge, they were all frustrated. "Nowadays, celebrities do a lot of things to have more fame." "I don't get what you are saying?" He replied, raising his brow at him. "For real. You are in the industry yet you don't know what is happening around you. All these celebrities can be very funny. We all know that." Sighing, his colleague ran his fingers through his hair, after adjusting, he said, "I'm not interested in this conversation. You can find someone else to speak with." Shamefaced, he left and then went to the other side of the mansion. He was fiddling with his fingers when another of his colleagues, Timmy, walked up to hi
The fact that Fred wasn't picking up didn't mean he wasn't seeing her calls. He was just skeptical to do so because it was one of the things he hated: being a part of the drama that was going to trend online. Also, he didn't want to have issues with James who had asked him to stay off his family while he was processing his divorce papers. In fact, ever since the divorce, they haven't spoken. He had no idea where he was, nor what he was up to. The evening of the second day of Sarah's persistent call, he had just returned from work when his wife accosted him. With her hands across her chest, she walked up to him with a large frown. Wondering what he had done wrong, he slowly took off his suit, not taking his eyes off her even for a moment. "Tell me, is everything alright?" He asked when she didn't say anything after a while. "Who is Sarah? She has been calling for days now and whenever I'm around, you don't pick up her calls." "I don't even pick up her calls even when you are
"There is nothing here Sarah," Fred said, throwing his head backward in agony. Sarah was lost on what to do and say. This wasn't what she bargained for. What she wanted was for Fred to sue the journalist and then she would be fine but to her disdain, it was something else. "This wasn't the plan." She muttered but Fred heard her alright. He didn't ask her what she said immediately until a few minutes later. "So what was the plan?" "Sue the journalist of course." She scoffed, darting her eyes around the living room. Again, Fred was mute for a while. He was finding it hard to comprehend why she was bent on suing the journalists. "Are you going to do that for me?" She asked with a tone of urgency. "I won't but I can get you a lawyer to do that." He smirked. Sarah's lips broke into a smile. She was glad that he finally agreed to help her after bringing up a contrary suggestion. "So when are you…" "Come off it Sarah. Suing them would bring nothing but more woes to your fee
Dexx had been without a CEO for three months now. Mr Brooks, annoyed with James' sudden resignation, vowed not to offer the position back to him even if he returned crawling for a job. He was really furious that James ditched his position without prior notice. That morning, he was reading through applications he had refused to attend to for more than three years now. He was searching for a suitable person to offer the job to but he couldn't find any. "Father," Stella called joining him on the dining table. He raised his face for a moment only to bury it back into his phone. "Still on the CEO's issue?" She asked and got a nod of affirmation. Rolling her eyes, she rubbed her sweaty palms against her skinny jeans. She had a request to make but since her father was clearly not in the mood for other things apart from his company, she was skeptical. "Breakfast is ready." The caterer said, startling both father and daughter. "I'm so sorry." He apologized and then returned to th
"Raymond," Mayor called, causing him to snap his head upwards. He had been going through some files since he arrived at work a few hours ago. "Yes?" "Have you closed the records of the Patterson's?" "Not yet.""Do that quickly. Mr. Brooks needs their records."Raymond nodded then rose. Dangling his pen, he went to the cabinet to fetch the file tagged 'employee record.' Minutes later, he stamped the file on Mayor's desk. "I need to get coffee." He said then stepped out of the office. On his way out, he crossed paths with Rashford who was making his way to the office. He greeted him but got no response, with a shrug, he decided to continue his walk but he pulled him back. "What?" He asked, wriggling his hand away from his tight grip."I need to see you." He said. "My boss is there. You can meet him." Raymond replied. He had been able to wriggle his hand from his grip. "Whenever you are ready, I will come around." He smirked and after a stare-down, he stormed away. For a moment,
Xavier was as surprised as Raymond. If anything, he wasn't expecting Raymond to be a part of Dexx when he had his company. Pursing his lips, he turned to his PA. "What department does Raymond belong to?" He whispered. "HR assistant manager." The PA replied, eliciting nods from him. "Did you know him before now?" "Yes, the scandal of course. He has a good look, no wonder the CEO's wife wanted him." He muttered, flicking his fingers. Once more, he turned around only to see Raymond still staring at him. He was about to make signs to him that he was sighted but Mayor decided to interrupt at this point. "What are you staring at? Let's go." Mayor snapped. He had walked out of the room only to turn around to see an empty hallway. "Sorry. I got carried away." He muttered. Wiping his brow, he followed Mayor out of the office trying to remember where he had seen Xavier. Getting home that evening, Julia, who had been awaiting him since she returned from school, jumped in front of him wit