“Miss Harlow, are these the copies of your diploma or not?” Mr Collins thundered, flashing the documents to a visibly shaky Anita. Anyone who saw how talkative she was a few minutes ago, would wonder why she was shaking and finding it hard to give out a simple answer. “Ye.. Ye… yes Sir it's mine” Anita stuttered, tears rolling down her eyes, she knew she was done for, her secrets were open in the air, and there was nothing she could do. “Miss Harlow, you are under arrest for fraudulently obtaining a nursing degree diploma” officer Oven said, approaching her with cuffs in his hands. “What! She's a snake” One of the women yelled, as the room burst into murmuring. “Take her! She deserves to rot in jail”“Can't believe I bashed an innocent man and praised a fraudster” People began throwing in their suggestions one after the other, while glaring at Anita in contempt. “Sir please, have mercy, please have mercy” Anita cried, dropping to her knees in front of Mr Collins. Mr. Collins
“So Mr Mortan, can you tell us a little about your former son-in-law, Denzel Wolin?” The female host asked, smiling politely at the man sitting across from her with his legs crossed. “Thank you for this opportunity. Although this is a very sensitive topic for me and my family, I will put it out there for everyone to hear and learn from it.” The man said calmly, feigning hurt.“ Denzel Wollin, was my son-in-law,who's now divorced from my daughter because we can't afford to have a criminal as a member of the Mortan’s family. “Despite having found out that he deceived my daughter into marrying him, we never hated him, we still accepted him and took him as one of us”“But that wasn't still enough for him, he went ahead to dive into a path that turned out very bad” “That's bad, and I am sorry to hear that” the interviewer said sympathetically, taking a quick glance at the piece of papers in her hands. “So when did you guys notice he was into hard drugs?”She asked, raising her head towa
“No matter what happens, we must not fail this time around!” A gruff voice roared, knocking fear into the dozens of men lined up in the room. “ Your job is simple.” “Kill him at every slightest opportunity you get! Am I understood!?” “Yes sir!”The men chorused, their voices laced with fear and trepidation. “Leave everything else to me, I will make sure to lure him out and lead him to somewhere he wouldn't be able to access any means of protection and then we strike!” “Am I understood? The man asked, his voice laced with authority. “Yes sir!” they chorused again, deep down each and everyone of them in that room, knew they were digging their graves. “What happens if you don't kill him?” “We die instead” They responded with a hint of hesitation, their voices reverberating around the room. The man smirked, nodding his head in approval. “This is the final chance we have to wipe him off and if you guys mess this up, your family goes down!” The man roared, his voic
“Son, this is your uncle, Sampson Leon ,my younger brother,” Chairman Leon said, nodding towards the man who was already on his feet approaching Denzel. When Denzel took a closer look at the man approaching him with smiles, he noticed the slight resemblance between him and his grandfather. “Look at you, all grown” Sampson’s face widened into more smiles as he engulfed Denzel in a side embrace. Denzel returned back the hug with same huge smiles plastered on his uncles face. “Now we are done with the introductions, let's head over to the dining table” Chairman Leon announced, standing to his feet. Mr Sampson held his brother , supporting him with his own body as they made their way to the dining table where all sorts of mouth watering dishes were well arranged. "So Denzel tell me, how does it feel to be back home?" Mr. Sampson asked, flashing the most genuine smile to Denzel. "It feels overwhelming , but I'm happy I get to reunite with my family" Denzel said, his fac
Denzel knew the matter had turned serious, so he dropped the photo album by the side. His attention was one hundred percent squared on what his grandfather and Uncle were about to say. "I will let your uncle do the explaining" Chairman Leon said,nodding towards his brother, Sampson. "Ok" Mr. Sampson said, adjusting his glasses as he began. “We found out a few days ago that someone in one of our tech branches had given out the new design of our yet to be launched, special product. “And the culprit didn't give it to just any company , the person exposed it to our longtime hard core rivals, Brickwell groups” Sampson explained, his voice tinged with anger and worry. “What! That's inhumane, how could the person do such a thing?” Denzel asked, his face contorted with anger. “Well this isn't the first time it's happening, but the COO has not been able to do something about it.” Mr. Sampson said, sighing in disappointment “And neither I, nor your grandfather can handle th
“Hello sir, we have an update about your brother” Ellias, the renowned Investigator Amanda had hired, announced to Denzel. “Ok, go on, what's the update?” “Sir, your brother, Victor, is not dead” Ellias, dropped the news. Denzel’s heart beamed with excitement at the news but soon enough, his excitement dwindled. He was happy that his brother was alive, but he couldn't help but notice the nervous tone the investigator used in relaying the news. Denzel knew there was more it, and it might exactly be a good news. “Is there something you aren't telling me, Ellias?” Denzel asked expecting Ellais to jump right into the real information immediately . “Sir, your brother isn't dead, but he is in great danger” “Ellias, hit the nail in the head, you are keeping me In suspense! ” Denzel snapped , his heart pounding furiously against his chest, his ears perked up to hear the worst. Grandpa Leon and Sampson noticed the palpable tension and they decided to give him space.
The next day, Amanda was at the Leons mansion as early as 7am. She had expected that Denzel would still be asleep by that time. But to her surprise, as she got into the sitting room, Denzel was seated on one of the couches, fully dressed in his plain shirt and trousers while sipping his coffee. “Good morning young master” she greeted, bowing slightly. “Good morning Amanda, How was your night”“It was fine young master”“Hope you brought the laptop?” Denzel asked, raising his eyebrows questioningly. “Here it is, young master ”Amanda said, stretching the black laptop bag to Denzel. As soon as she took her seat, she asked the question that had been burning in her heart the whole night. “Young master, you said you said you had a plan regarding Mr.Kendrick's issue”“Yes ,I do” Denzel answered,raising his head to her “I need you to schedule a meeting with the CEO of Leono studios, today. I want to speak with him” Denzel ordered, returning his gaze to his laptop. “Leono studios ?” A
“What's the meaning of this?” Olivia screamed again, flinging her phone to the floor. “Ma'am please calm down” Sam said calmly “Shut the fuck up!”Calm down when there dozens of termination mails sitting there in my mail? ”“Are you okay! What did you do? You are my assistant, you should know better!”“Ma'am, you said assistant not manager”Sam replied,his voice laced with sarcasm. “Pick that phone and give it to me right now!”Olivia yelled, stretching her hands Sam put the phone in her hands as she scrolled through her mail, the termination messages gnawing at her.There were hundreds of termination mails from Brands, film production companies and from director's who used to lick her ass to get her to feature in their movies and projects. She scrolled through the dozens of termination mails, letting out a scream in between, but one caught her attention the most. “Hello Miss Mortan,your contract with Zinco has been terminated,we won't be needing your services again”“For God's sa