The moment she gazed upon it and saw I was the caller, she boasted, “I said it, he is the one calling. Excuse me father, I got to answer my boyfriend’s call.” She sounded and tucked away at a corner.After some minutes she came dancing, tweaking her waist and jumping around in unfathomable excitement, “Guess what father the world richest man is hosting me on a date in his newly purchased gold-plated private jet.”Greg nagged as he scowled his face and threw his gaze to the wall, avoiding any form of eye contact with Sarah. Indeed he burned inwardly that his daughter was yet to get the one trillion dollars from me and about now she seemed to be carried away by pleasure.Sarah grabbed her handbag, advanced to her sick father, “You know father you are the reason I am doing all of this. I know right now we have gone bankrupt and there is nothing we can do to realize one trillion dollars, even if we sell our mansion and the cars, they can’t give us one trillion…”Hastily Greg interrupted
“It is indeed a privilege to share a moment with you in your private jet, the world richest man,” Sarah stared around the exquisite interior of my jet and couldn’t stop blushing at my dull, fallen countenance. She raised her flute of wine and mumbled, “Cheers.” Her gaze was still locked at me. “You don’t seem to be happy after a moment with your fan.”I forced a smile as I kept rehearsing how to bring about my vengeance on her. If only Sarah would know that this Croesus smiling at her was planning her downfall, she wouldn’t dare get acquainted with me . But as for vengeance on her, my mind was made up and there was no stopping me now. I raised a flute, poured a fresh wine and gave her a flute,“Tell me about your rising. You don’t seem as one that has ever suffered. But some hours ago after chilling with your fan you made a comment which sounded as though you have been a broke ass…” she queried yet further, “May I know about the man in my life.”I kept at my smile and gazed down at
Sarah Canon’s joy knew no bounds as she jumped on her feet, danced and tweaked her tapering waist all because a diamond engagement ring was on her finger now, and not just from any ordinary common man but from me, the world richest man.Anyone that came across her joyous countenance could easily tell something more magical and entailing had happened to her. Before she branched to the hospital, she drove down to a grocery for wedding accessories and started hand-picking and selecting the most expensive gown she was going to be adorning on the very day I would walk her to the registry.“But, ma’am that wedding gown is damn expensive. It is one million dollars,” the grocery owner reminded Sarah the moment she picked up this spectacular brand.“Uh…uh… you don’t have to bother. Do you know who my fiancée is? My fiancé is the incredible world richest man, Mike Don…”She was yet speaking when the woman interrupted her, “The world richest man? Oh my God! This is unbelievable! You are fortuna
“Uh! Uh! Wow! This is T and C diamond engagement ring, Sarah! You are made! What an engagement!” Isabel, one of Sarah’s friends eulogized her, and couldn’t take off her gaze from the ring.Earlier the next day Sarah had phoned all her pals and informed them about the recent romance between us and my intention to make her my wife. All her female friends were virtually my admirers and fans, so literally they doubted her information and never for once believed she was dating me let alone about to be married.In order to clear their assertions, the host of her friends paid her a visit just to see for themselves. The entire mansion soon became noisy and almost crowded as they eulogized Sarah’s life time fortune for winning my heart.Mable, one of her pals, held her fingers and stroked the diamond ring, “This is absolutely incredible, Sarah. When you phoned me to inform me about your engagement to the world richest man I thought you were bluffing . Who would have even believed you either
As soon as Sarah got out of the elevator and about to cat-walk to the corridor that led to my office, my band of security stopped her with their hostile faces which brooded no joy.Puzzled and locked between the devil and the deep-blue sea, Sarah took off her sunshades perhaps my security mistook her for some ill fated stranger. Such things were bound to happen considering the fact that I was most reverenced by people around the world and all the most dashing ladies wanted me.“Hey, don’t get it twisted,” she protested, “I am Sarah Canon, the soon-to- be wife of Mike Don, the world richest man.” she stuck out her finger to flash the diamond engagement ring at them. “Why are you embarrassing me? I would take it that you pimps don’t know me too well but please henceforth, let it be officially known that I am Sarah Canon, Mike Don’s adorable fiancée.“We know all that Sarah Canon,” one of my security groaned, “We know who you are but our boss the same person you claim to be your fiancée
“Mike darling, what is happening? What order did you give to your security concerning me? I have been around yet they wouldn’t let me into your office. I thought they were bluffing not until I saw my photo which you gave them for the purpose of recognizing men and stopping me…” she said coldly taking each word with the caution that it was deserved.I stood at the door staring at her with disdain hanging in my eyes and all that she did to me as a pauper replayed in my head, my lips trembled within my jaw and I fought back words that could make me curse her in a furious manner.Seeing that I wasn’t going to utter a word she pled pitiably, “Please you must order these men out of my way now. We have got a wedding to plan.” She raised her finger with the diamond ring as though to remind me of where we started and what we were supposed to be doing now. “I have chosen the best wedding gown for me. It is worth one million dollars…” she intoned gently and pressed her lips when I shot a frown a
When Sarah Canon returned to the hospital, her porcine face had gone crimson and eyes were clouded with redness. She was absolutely shattered within her gloom. After I had revealed my true identity to her, I had ordered my security to bundle her out of my sight.Right from my office I could over hear her whimpering voice as she wailed at the tops of her voice. Her weeping had become so noisy that soon onlookers gathered to know what could be the problem. But my security did her a favor by pushing her into the Rolls Royce and drove away to a destination far from the Saint Don Group.Outside the hospital Sarah tucked away to a corner and wailed to her utmost satisfaction. The vanity of this world flashed in her eyes that she wasn’t sure of our so-called marriage holding anymore. At the time she couldn’t guess if I would still forgive her and walk her down the aisle.While she was wailing outside the hospital, she never knew paparazzi, who knew she had been with me, trailed her down to
My convoy of Ferrari, Lamborghini and Rolls Royce were zooming to the airport where I would join the rest of my executives for the annual oil budget planning summit in New York. Although I wasn’t lagging behind in time yet I wanted to be in New York on time just to set the pace as the world richest man; a reputable icon loved all over the world.Almost skidding into the airport where my gold-plated private jet was parked, my convoy came to an abrupt halt once a figure was sighted standing in the middle of the road, arms folded and hostile face shooting through, the figure seemed familiar when I stared at her through my sunshades.“Boss that is Sarah Canon,” Zion brought it to my attention and glared at me,” I believe she wants to have a word with you over your true identity which you revealed to her. Should we drive by or do you want to spell Christmas on her ass?” Zion demanded calmly yet hilariously, with his hands on the door about to open for me.I snorted, molded my lips in fury
On a crisp winter, I was mid way stretching out the hem of my tuxedo before the spacious mirror while my costumier ran a make-over on me.I could over hear the knocking of stiletto on the floor and I needed not be told that someone was walking through.In few seconds, my automatic door sensed a body and yanked open on its own, and when I swirled around a charming face flashed at me, it was Clara Roham, my wife.I could swear she was walked up this time around; the mountains of frown that decked her face; the blue frame that layered her skin and the cloud of fury that sagged her jaw, was evidence of her cage being rattled by someone.But I guessed I wasn’t responsible for her horrible mood this morning. She stood staring, arms folded, shoulders pressed against the wall, and eyes staring and locking eyes with me.Noticing that the costumiers were done with me, there was no need hesitating to hear from my wife.“Please can I have a moment with my wife,” I mumbled.The party of costumiers
The most beautiful girl beauty pageant had been ongoing for over three months now. And from all over the world and from all walks of life, pretty ladies emerged to represent their countries in order to hit the jackpot and establish their countries in the hall of fame.Before the commencement of the beauty pageant, Zion had served me a memo from the organizers, giving me the opportunity to be the sole sponsor of the event. I was very much elated to sponsor such event.And on behalf of the Saint Don Group and my wife, I wrote them a cheque for fifty million dollars. Not only did this make my name to be in the news, but also it was one way I could give back to the society and support talent.This very maiden edition gathered from all over the world pretty ladies who wished to emerge as winners. But in the long run only one of them would go home with grand prize.The grand finale was slated to hold in New York. It would be recalled that this would be the fifth edition which had mouthwater
Mr. President had been pacing up and down in his spacious office brooding over the news, the accountant general just told him, over the phone. His brow shone with profuse sweat as he wondered what would become of Rio Hondo’s economy if the news were verified to be true.Promptly the door creaked and opened for the minister to prance in.“What is it that I am hearing minister?” the president queried once he caught sight of him, “The accountant general just phoned me about seventy percent decline of our capital market and foreign exchange. Did you hear anything ” he swallowed hard and expected a different news from him.The minister’s jaw sagged and he pressed his lips tightly in contemplation. “Yes, Mr. President, I have only come to confirm if you have heard yet another news. The decline in the capital market is virtually becoming old news now….” His voice died off with a smirk of the lips.The president cocked an eyebrow and squeezed his brow, “What news again? I am yet to verify t
I could see them in the crowd of prisoners; Fanny Luis, Morgan Harris and Thomas Jackson.I continued at a firm remarkable tone, “I was sentenced to fifteen years imprisonment after my boss, Morgan Harris accused me of siphoning fifteen billion dollars from Community Central Bank. At the time I never knew this day would come. But I had often told myself that once I become rich and powerful, I would ensure I free prisoners because no human being is supposed to remain in prison…”Morgan Harris still had his gaze on the ground. Warm tears were already trickling down his cheeks and Fanny had noticed it.Thomas swallowed hard and gazed upon Morgan, “You are all tears. Soon I will join you because this is a lost course. The person you intend to beg for our freedom is already recalling horrible memories. I don’t need to tell you Mike Don is going to cancel Christmas on our ass today.”Morgan sniffed heavily while Fanny swallowed hard and stroked his hair.My trumpeting voice continued to sou
Morgan Harris was heaved with thought; suddenly his eyes became watery and red. He only could wonder how a boy he once hired as his delivery boy became so rich and powerful that Rio Hondo granted me the supreme power to free prisoners. He expected greatness from me but not this kind of power. He couldn’t believe it when the chief warden mentioned and about now he was yet to believe that his once ragged delivery boy had grown so rich and powerful that Mr. President granted me such power.“Mike Don! Jupiter’s brain!” Morgan exclaimed in shock and stared in the space thoughtfully, “How did he become so powerful that Mr. President granted him the supreme power to free prisoners?” he queried through gritted teeth and clicked his fingers furiously before cupping his jaw.Fanny hummed and folded his arms, “I am as confused as you, Morgan. I am hugely pained that this rich boy, this Croesus was once my son-in-law. Who would believe that the world richest man, Mike Don who is celebrated and lo
Fanny Luis, Morgan Harris and Thomas Jackson were among the host of inmates that gathered at the prison yard to have some briefing with the authorities of the prison.Prior to this day, I had sent a memo to the office of the chief warden, informing him about my official visit to Rio Hondo prison and to commence the grand opening of my vision of setting free five prisoners every month. Not only was it a welcomed idea but the chief warden had told me it would cushion the adverse effect of congested prison yard which was a threat to them now.Just like every other inmate Morgan Harris Fanny Luis and Thomas Jackson, were nervous and looked forward to hearing from the authorities of the prison. It was earlier the other day when they were informed to assemble at the prison arena for some vital information.With glistening bright faces and curious eyes that rolled from side to side, the prisoners waited with bated breath for the authorities to give them the briefing; it was very much instinc
With eyes welled up with tears, Mr. Kenny watched the site engineers pull down his five detached duplex and brought it to bricks and sand. He couldn’t stand the sight of his investment being destroyed and when he thought begging me would proffer a solution, I disappointed him by giving him the cold shoulders.Already it was late to reverse my command. Shortly afterwards I had joined the rest of my entourage on the private jet and shut the hatch door on the face of Mr. Kenny, who had been pleading for mercy so earnestly that he didn’t give a damn about onlookers when he lay on the ground to plead.“You just have to put yourself together! Perk up! Everything is going to be fine! Be of good cheer!” those were the words of onlookers and pals who consoled Mr. Kenny.But the fact still remained that he least expected it and never in his life had he contemplated to lose five of his buildings in one day. And the worse of it was getting to meet a boy he wrote off now being the world richest
Mr. Kenny’s brow roughened as the ridges in sand. He stared at me, gaping and studying my face, “What impossibility are you talking about?” he queried and stared me down, “Brian Patrick? You?” he pointed at me with trembling hands.I shot a fire-packed stare at him and molded my lips in fury to inform him of the ruin that will befall him soon.He stood to his feet. “Wait a minute.” he peered at me, doubt decking his eyes and arguments about leaving his lips, “You can’t be Brian Patrick. Everyone knows you as Mike Don. Are you not the true heir to the Saint Don Group anymore?” he queried me, stared around and realized a quite number of onlookers waiting for the outcome of this moment.I snorted, suspected the redness of his eyes was as a result of the shock that shot through his spines. This time I gathered all the voice in my throat and beamed, “Mr. Kenny for the second time, I am Brian Patrick. Yes the same Brian Patrick you cursed and called all sorts of names, including a criminal
I was done addressing the residents of the Suburban Estate. They were excited to have me as their new landlord after the government of Rio Hondo promised to privatize the estate so as to cushion the adverse effect the poor economy was having on the state.About now everyone had shades of smiles on their faces as they noticed none of their houses were marked for demotion. While almost everyone dispersed only one person was left behind; he was seen being restricted by my security that stopped him from getting close to me. All the while Mr. Kenny had been chanting my name at the tops of his voice and trying to catch my attention.“The world richest man! Mike Don!” that was the clamoring voice of Mr. Kenny. He stared around, settling his gaze on the group of bulldozers that were already steaming by the corner and ready to resume work.The moment the bulldozers started drifting towards the houses I just marked for demolition, his panicky voice intensified.“Oh no, please Mike Don! Please I