Chapter 2
A few days after the grand party at the family Villa, the Williams family gathered around the breakfast table; they were engaged in a business discussion on how to go about their next contract. Warren was present beside Devan and he did his best to make sure his presence was not noticed.
This was not successful as Troy, who always found delight in making Warren a subject of mockery, found an opportunity to strike.
“Warren, wouldn’t you like to contribute to the discussion? We would love to hear your brilliant ideas,” he said sarcastically, earning a chorus of loud laughter from the table.
Warren did what he always felt was best; ignore Troy.
Lady Williams intervened with a clear look of annoyance on her face
“Troy, that's enough. We are discussing important matters here, not trivial issues,” she remarked, and Warren understood quite well what she meant. He was used to Lady Williams making statements that indirectly said a lot about her dislike for him.
Nevertheless, he seized the opportunity to speak with Lady Williams.
“Lady Williams, is it okay if I speak with you privately, please? It’s on a really important subject," he asks.
Lady Williams quirks her eyebrows up in curiosity. To her, Warren never brought good news. What did he want from her this time?
“And whatever could that be?” she asks in return, not even bothering to look at his direction. Warren, who is fully aware of the probability of a backlash from the rest of the family after he makes his request known, insists on having a private conversation with her in the study.
“Say whatever you’ve got to say Warren. We are a family here. Have you suddenly forgotten?" Laurel said in a bored tone that held no passion or interest and Lady Williams nodded.
“She’s right. Say whatever urgent thing you have to say. We are all listening. It doesn’t change a thing if we discuss it in the study or not. My response would remain the same," Lady Williams says, her tone holding no room for him to argue.
He had always been surprised at how quickly the old lady changed her attitude towards him after Master Williams passed on, joining the others to make a mockery of him at every opportunity.
Emily, Devan’s older sister and the oldest of Lady Williams’ grandchildren motioned for them to quiet down.
“Let’s hear what brother-in-law has to say. It’s not every day we get to hear ideas from him. Who knows, it could be of benefit to the company,” She stated, and Warren didn’t fail to notice the seething hatred in her voice.
“Benefit? This guy doesn’t know a thing about running a business. Not to talk of running a notable business like ours,” Laurel chimed in.
“Come to think of it, I never did ask what job you did back at where you worked...was it Brooklyn? Yeah, whatever it’s called,” Troy asks in a mocking tone, and Warren fights the urge not to throw his fist in his face.
“That doesn’t matter now, does it?”He replies, still trying to maintain his cool.
“Of course, it doesn’t matter now; after all, Grandpa happened to find you and placed you in a world you don’t belong in. Now my sister is stuck with you forever,” Emily muttered, but audible enough for everyone at the table to hear, and they all laughed. Warren glanced at his wife; as usual, she remained defiant and said nothing to defend him.
“That’s enough. Let’s hear what you have to say Warren, and please make it quick. I don’t have all day,” Lady Williams says after. An uncomfortable silence follows with all eyes fixed on Warren.
“I was hoping to get a job at the Walton company …my present job doesn’t pay much,” he finally says, not looking at anyone.
Troy, Laurel and Emily burst into laughter and Warren was filled with regret as to why he spoke in the first place. He looks at his wife and sees an angry expression on her face.
“Do you always have to embarrass yourself? Do you think you could fit into the company,” she said quietly to him, fiddling with her fork.
Lady Williams spoke up.
“You know the rules Warren, and you are quite familiar with them. There are requirements to be met. You shouldn’t think you can get a job easily at the Walton company simply because you are married to my granddaughter. Things do not work that way,” she replies to him and laughs.
“What were you thinking, Warren? That you could get a job in our company without experience? You really are that dull? Do you know how hard we had to work to get to the positions we hold at the company presently?" Troy asks rudely.
Warren knew that wasn’t true. Troy didn’t know a thing about handling a business. He only had a position in the office because of his close bond with his grandma. A few years back, he always heard Master Williams complain about the fact that Troy lacked enthusiasm when it came to learning with the excuse that he had various trust funds set up in his name, so there was no need to work. And so he paid no attention to whatever Troy was saying.
“I understand, Lady Williams, and I am willing to try to meet the requirements to prove myself.” He needed the job, and he had hoped he would get it. Of course, Lady Williams could just say the word, and he would be given the job, but owing to the fact that she had a strong dislike for him, she didn’t make it easy.
Lady Williams was quiet, allowing Warren’s request to hang in the air. She knew Warren had potential and that was why she deliberately refused him a job since the passing of her husband, simply stating that he was not experienced enough. She hated the fact that her husband brought home a stranger that wasn’t even in their social class.
“I would give it some thought and let you know my decision," Lady Flora Williams said in a dismissive tone that suggested that whatever topic he had brought up was closed already. And so she resumed her discussion about the company and the family joined her, leaving Warren out again as usual.
Chapter 3Devan Williams sat behind the magnificent mahogany office desk with a large file in her hands. Ever since she got promoted to a higher position in the Walton company by Lady Williams, her grandma, her work multiplied but she didn’t mind. The harder she worked at the company, the higher the chance of her getting a larger share of the inheritance, so she couldn’t afford to slack.She glanced at the wall clock across her office, and it was a few minutes past noon. Her secretary had come earlier to tell her about her schedule for today and the first was her meeting with the Director of Russell corporation, Logan Smith, the only son of the owner of the Russell corporation and the heir as well.It was no news that Logan was attracted to her; she felt the same way also, and she always thought they were going to get married until Warren pushed his way into the Williams family. When Grandpa came home with Warren, she never guessed that he was going to tell her to marry him. In fact,
Chapter 4 Warren’s gaze was on the neatly trimmed lawn in front of the cafe’s window, with an empty coffee mug in his hand.His mind drifted back to the call he had with Lady Williams this morning concerning the job request, and as usual, she gave excuses. He was already on the verge of giving up and looking for a job somewhere else. He placed a rumpled dollar note on the table as his bill and left the table. As he was about to walk out of the cafe, his phone suddenly rang out. Warren took his phone out of his pocket and saw that it was a private number.His curiosity got the better of him as he placed the phone to his ear after accepting the call.“Good day, Mr Warren,” the person on the other end of the call said politely.Warren couldn’t help his suspicion. Mr Warren? When last was he addressed that way? What could this person want?“Yes, I am Warren. Who are you?” He asked.“My sincere apologies for interrupting your day but I am calling on behalf of your father. He has been hosp
CHAPTER FIVELater that day, while the family were having dinner, discussions about the company were going on, and as usual, Warren was left out. This time, he barely minded. He had more pressing matters to deliberate on. He had already made up his mind to accept the offer but he was torn between telling the family to see their reaction or just taking them by surprise.“Warren!” he heard Emily shout, jolting him out of his reverie.“Yes, Emily?” he replied in a questioning tone, wondering why his attention was needed.He was absolutely certain that they wanted to mock him again and he was right.“Brother-in-law, what were you thinking about that you couldn't hear Lady Williams speaking to you? Do you have a company you're running?” she asked and the whole table laughed including Devan and Lady Williams. “How ironic?” Warren thought to himself, chuckling in the process, shocking everyone else.“Why are you laughing Warren? You also agree that you can never reach that position, right?”
CHAPTER SIXWarren barely had any sleep because thinking about his trip back to Brooklyn. He’d finally see his father after a very long while. Even if he didn't like the way his father treated him, he sure did miss the times they shared before his mistress came into the picture.As early as seven in the morning, he was up and ready. Although he was still tired owing to the fact that he slept by 3am, he was ready on time. It was probably anxiety working through him because at intervals his hands become sweaty and he had to constantly wipe his hands on his trousers.The taxi was to arrive by 7:45 but by 7:36, it was already waiting for him downstairs. He had already taken all of his luggage to the taxi and had just his briefcase to get when he bumped into Devan.“Would you watch it! I nearly twisted my ankle,” she said seethingly.“I’m sorry, I was kind of in a rush. I didn’t mean to bump into you that way.”Warren said, making a move to check if she had sprained the ankle or something.
CHAPTER SEVENAfter hours of deliberation and mental preparation, Warren finally decided to visit home after three days of being in Brooklyn. He called Xavier to tell him of his plans and within minutes, Xaiver was there with a car to take him.Warren’s anxiety shot up. Turned out no amount of preparation helped in preparing him to see the person that neglected him.Getting to the Easton mansion, Warren almost told them to turn the car around but he had already made up his mind to face his father. He stayed in the car for about fifteen minutes before Xavier brought him out of his reverie.“Sir, it's totally fine if you are not ready to see him. We can go back to the condo,” Xavier said.“No,no,no, I’m ready. I was jus–” Warren paused, remembering something.“You know what? Never mind. Let’s go. I'll have to meet him sooner or later so why prolong. Besides, the sooner we discuss the company’s situation, the better for all of us,” Warren said.Along with working on reforming Sterling He
CHAPTER EIGHT The next day, Warren made his way to Sterling Heights.The drive to the company was short. Beside him was Xavier, who was giving him the important details of the company, ranging from the list of stakeholders and board of directors to notable business partners down to chief of staff. In no time, they had gotten to Sterling Heights. Stepping out of the car, Warren looked up the magnificent twenty story building that housed Sterling Heights.As soon as he stepped into the building, heads were turning and people began to whisper among themselves. The receptionist looked like she had seen a ghost. She kept staring before Xavier cleared his throat.“Go… Goo… Good morning sir. Nice to see you again,” the receptionist, Sheila said, still reeling from the shock of Warren’s arrival.“Good morning…” Warren paused, trying to remember her name. “Sheila,” he said smiling after he finally remembered her name. Once they got into the elevator, all eyes were on him. People who wanted
CHAPTER 9SIX MONTHS LATERThe atmosphere in the boardroom was tense. Warren’s method hadn't worked. Everyone had a worried look on their faces. If word got out, Sterling Heights won't be able to face the shame.Sam, on the other hand, was ecstatic to watch Warren’s downfall. He hadn't forgotten how Warren disgraced him and his mother in front of the board. He was ready to do the same and more to Warren.Warren entered the boardroom, calm as ever. Immediately he entered, he was bombarded with a lot of questions.“Mr. Warren, what do we do now? It seems your technique has failed.”“Sir, is the company ever going to recover from this blow?”These were a few of the questions he was asked.“You have put the company in jeopardy! We could have just gone with my idea. Now, look at what we are all going through because of you!” Sam said.Warren relaxes on his chair and smiles.“He did say six months was all he needed. I say we remove him this instant and reinstate me as the CEO,” Sam continue
Chapter 1The Williams Villa was filled with business elites from all over Manhattan, New York. The Walton company, an influential business which was owned by the Williams family, was hosting a grand party to seal a business contract with the Russel Corporation, one of the most profitable companies in the heart of New York. They had for long been trying to sign a contract deal with the Russell Corporation and now that it had happened, they had every reason to celebrate elaborately, inviting famous and respected elites all over Manhattan and New York to share in their success.The head of the Walton company, Lady Flora Williams stood at the podium in a stunning silver gown, with a look of triumph on her face. Lady Flora Williams took over the Walton company after her husband passed away three years ago. With a signal from her, the excitement from the guests quieted down and she raised her glass in a toast. “Ladies and distinguished guests, join us today as we celebrate a business de
CHAPTER 9SIX MONTHS LATERThe atmosphere in the boardroom was tense. Warren’s method hadn't worked. Everyone had a worried look on their faces. If word got out, Sterling Heights won't be able to face the shame.Sam, on the other hand, was ecstatic to watch Warren’s downfall. He hadn't forgotten how Warren disgraced him and his mother in front of the board. He was ready to do the same and more to Warren.Warren entered the boardroom, calm as ever. Immediately he entered, he was bombarded with a lot of questions.“Mr. Warren, what do we do now? It seems your technique has failed.”“Sir, is the company ever going to recover from this blow?”These were a few of the questions he was asked.“You have put the company in jeopardy! We could have just gone with my idea. Now, look at what we are all going through because of you!” Sam said.Warren relaxes on his chair and smiles.“He did say six months was all he needed. I say we remove him this instant and reinstate me as the CEO,” Sam continue
CHAPTER EIGHT The next day, Warren made his way to Sterling Heights.The drive to the company was short. Beside him was Xavier, who was giving him the important details of the company, ranging from the list of stakeholders and board of directors to notable business partners down to chief of staff. In no time, they had gotten to Sterling Heights. Stepping out of the car, Warren looked up the magnificent twenty story building that housed Sterling Heights.As soon as he stepped into the building, heads were turning and people began to whisper among themselves. The receptionist looked like she had seen a ghost. She kept staring before Xavier cleared his throat.“Go… Goo… Good morning sir. Nice to see you again,” the receptionist, Sheila said, still reeling from the shock of Warren’s arrival.“Good morning…” Warren paused, trying to remember her name. “Sheila,” he said smiling after he finally remembered her name. Once they got into the elevator, all eyes were on him. People who wanted
CHAPTER SEVENAfter hours of deliberation and mental preparation, Warren finally decided to visit home after three days of being in Brooklyn. He called Xavier to tell him of his plans and within minutes, Xaiver was there with a car to take him.Warren’s anxiety shot up. Turned out no amount of preparation helped in preparing him to see the person that neglected him.Getting to the Easton mansion, Warren almost told them to turn the car around but he had already made up his mind to face his father. He stayed in the car for about fifteen minutes before Xavier brought him out of his reverie.“Sir, it's totally fine if you are not ready to see him. We can go back to the condo,” Xavier said.“No,no,no, I’m ready. I was jus–” Warren paused, remembering something.“You know what? Never mind. Let’s go. I'll have to meet him sooner or later so why prolong. Besides, the sooner we discuss the company’s situation, the better for all of us,” Warren said.Along with working on reforming Sterling He
CHAPTER SIXWarren barely had any sleep because thinking about his trip back to Brooklyn. He’d finally see his father after a very long while. Even if he didn't like the way his father treated him, he sure did miss the times they shared before his mistress came into the picture.As early as seven in the morning, he was up and ready. Although he was still tired owing to the fact that he slept by 3am, he was ready on time. It was probably anxiety working through him because at intervals his hands become sweaty and he had to constantly wipe his hands on his trousers.The taxi was to arrive by 7:45 but by 7:36, it was already waiting for him downstairs. He had already taken all of his luggage to the taxi and had just his briefcase to get when he bumped into Devan.“Would you watch it! I nearly twisted my ankle,” she said seethingly.“I’m sorry, I was kind of in a rush. I didn’t mean to bump into you that way.”Warren said, making a move to check if she had sprained the ankle or something.
CHAPTER FIVELater that day, while the family were having dinner, discussions about the company were going on, and as usual, Warren was left out. This time, he barely minded. He had more pressing matters to deliberate on. He had already made up his mind to accept the offer but he was torn between telling the family to see their reaction or just taking them by surprise.“Warren!” he heard Emily shout, jolting him out of his reverie.“Yes, Emily?” he replied in a questioning tone, wondering why his attention was needed.He was absolutely certain that they wanted to mock him again and he was right.“Brother-in-law, what were you thinking about that you couldn't hear Lady Williams speaking to you? Do you have a company you're running?” she asked and the whole table laughed including Devan and Lady Williams. “How ironic?” Warren thought to himself, chuckling in the process, shocking everyone else.“Why are you laughing Warren? You also agree that you can never reach that position, right?”
Chapter 4 Warren’s gaze was on the neatly trimmed lawn in front of the cafe’s window, with an empty coffee mug in his hand.His mind drifted back to the call he had with Lady Williams this morning concerning the job request, and as usual, she gave excuses. He was already on the verge of giving up and looking for a job somewhere else. He placed a rumpled dollar note on the table as his bill and left the table. As he was about to walk out of the cafe, his phone suddenly rang out. Warren took his phone out of his pocket and saw that it was a private number.His curiosity got the better of him as he placed the phone to his ear after accepting the call.“Good day, Mr Warren,” the person on the other end of the call said politely.Warren couldn’t help his suspicion. Mr Warren? When last was he addressed that way? What could this person want?“Yes, I am Warren. Who are you?” He asked.“My sincere apologies for interrupting your day but I am calling on behalf of your father. He has been hosp
Chapter 3Devan Williams sat behind the magnificent mahogany office desk with a large file in her hands. Ever since she got promoted to a higher position in the Walton company by Lady Williams, her grandma, her work multiplied but she didn’t mind. The harder she worked at the company, the higher the chance of her getting a larger share of the inheritance, so she couldn’t afford to slack.She glanced at the wall clock across her office, and it was a few minutes past noon. Her secretary had come earlier to tell her about her schedule for today and the first was her meeting with the Director of Russell corporation, Logan Smith, the only son of the owner of the Russell corporation and the heir as well.It was no news that Logan was attracted to her; she felt the same way also, and she always thought they were going to get married until Warren pushed his way into the Williams family. When Grandpa came home with Warren, she never guessed that he was going to tell her to marry him. In fact,
Chapter 2A few days after the grand party at the family Villa, the Williams family gathered around the breakfast table; they were engaged in a business discussion on how to go about their next contract. Warren was present beside Devan and he did his best to make sure his presence was not noticed.This was not successful as Troy, who always found delight in making Warren a subject of mockery, found an opportunity to strike.“Warren, wouldn’t you like to contribute to the discussion? We would love to hear your brilliant ideas,” he said sarcastically, earning a chorus of loud laughter from the table. Warren did what he always felt was best; ignore Troy.Lady Williams intervened with a clear look of annoyance on her face“Troy, that's enough. We are discussing important matters here, not trivial issues,” she remarked, and Warren understood quite well what she meant. He was used to Lady Williams making statements that indirectly said a lot about her dislike for him.Nevertheless, he seiz
Chapter 1The Williams Villa was filled with business elites from all over Manhattan, New York. The Walton company, an influential business which was owned by the Williams family, was hosting a grand party to seal a business contract with the Russel Corporation, one of the most profitable companies in the heart of New York. They had for long been trying to sign a contract deal with the Russell Corporation and now that it had happened, they had every reason to celebrate elaborately, inviting famous and respected elites all over Manhattan and New York to share in their success.The head of the Walton company, Lady Flora Williams stood at the podium in a stunning silver gown, with a look of triumph on her face. Lady Flora Williams took over the Walton company after her husband passed away three years ago. With a signal from her, the excitement from the guests quieted down and she raised her glass in a toast. “Ladies and distinguished guests, join us today as we celebrate a business de