"Come to think of it, we all have secrets. Don't you?" He asked as he took her hands."Yes I do," she nodded her head."Do you know what will happen if those secrets of yours get into the public?"She kept mute for a few seconds before she spoke up. "Don't worry about the outcome of it. What are you saying concerning my Dad?"He withdrew his hands from hers, "I am sure I don't have water in my mouth. There's absolutely nothing I can do about it."She shook her head, "Do you know what? I am going to give you time to think about this. I will be back for a reply. I know this is too much for you to process.Take your time to think about it. I believe you are going to find a way to get my Dad back to his job. I trust you Alistair, besides I also want to propose something to you.""Do you want to propose marriage to me?" He asked, and they both chuckled."Come on, you know I can't do that," she replied. "Well, I want to ask you out for dinner.""On a dinner date? Won't your boyfriend be mad
"That girl must be high on something. Despite knowing the gravity of her father's crime, she still wants him to get reinstated. That's unbelievable," Nathan muttered as he walked to the fridge to get bottled water."Yeah, that's unbelievable. You know I feel this is a kind of trap. Yeah I know I might be wrong, yet I don't think I am wrong. But if I am to analyze this, I will say they want you to reinstate him, and then use it against you," Layla muttered as she sat down."What do you mean by that, can you please explain in detail" Mr. Alistair asked as she sat down."Sure I can, remember I said I might be wrong. But we can't just turn a blind eye to everything we need to take a look at things critically. If you do, bring back her father to this company.It's going to make others think you are in support of what you did. Or you both are partners, that's the reason you brought him back so he won't expose you.Or better still, it's going to give a bad image or interpretation of you to t
Mark strolled into his office looking sober, "What's going on, are you well?" His female colleague asked immediately after she saw the look on his face.Mark ignored her and walked to his cubicle. She stood up, and walked to his cubicle, "Talk to me Mark what's going on? I have never seen you in this mood, did something bad happen?"Mark kept mute with his head bowed. She sat down staring at him with different thoughts running through her mind. "Mark talk to me, what's going on?""Can you just let me be? Can't you see I am not ready to talk? You said it, you haven't seen me in a mood like this. Aren't you supposed to know that something is wrong?You asked me a question, and I didn't reply. Aren't you supposed to know that I don't want to talk about it for now?""I am sorry, I just thought...""You just thought what? Please let me be, just let me be. I want to be left alone, this is more reason I would have loved to stay at home. But I can't stay at home because of work.Please do me
When he was done having his bath, he stepped out of his bathroom and proceeded to put on his clothes.(A few minutes later)He drove straight to Voxx's Technologies office without informing her. The bouquet of flowers and chocolate was in the back seat. His plan was to surprise her and make her smile.He wasn't necessary after rekindling the old flames between them. Without a doubt, he is aware of the fact that they are both madly, and deeply in love with each other.He drove to the parking lot and parked his car. He felt a strong urge to call her and inform her he was around instead of just waiting till she closed from work.He knew Fiona, she didn't love many eyes on her. If he was to go into the building with the flower bouquet and chocolate. Anxiety would kick in, that's what he wanted to prevent.At the same time, he also has to be at the office. Mark thought about what to do for a few minutes before he came up with an idea. He got down from his car and walked towards the securit
Mr. Wilde woke up breathing heavily from a bad dream. Immediately he reached for his phone and dialed Mr. Charlie's line.It rang for a few minutes before he answered, "Good morning Charlie, we need to meet.""We need to meet? Why?" He asked, sounding shocked as he sipped from his coffee."When I get there I will explain everything to you. But for now, we need to meet. I will send you the location, and the time," Mr. Wilde hung up.Mr. Charlie was confused, he had never seen him act in such a way since how the past two or three decades they had come to know each other. He shoved it aside and dropped his cup of coffee as he went through the internet surfing for news.Just then, a Whatsapp message from Mr. Wilde popped in. The content of the message contained where they would meet, and the time of the meeting.He shook his head and dialed his line. Mr. Wilde quickly answered, "What's going on, talk to me.""What's going on? We will talk about that when we see," he hung up. Mr. Charlie w
Oliver paused, as he exhaled. "What do I mean right?Here's what I mean father. Yester Elara reached out to me, and asked that I speak to Alistair.""Speak to Alistair? About what?" His father asked as he stayed put in the car."She asked that I speak to him about bringing her father back to the company," he replied."What? Does she have an idea about what she's saying? I mean, we all know what her dad did right?" He asked, sounding confused."Yes, Dad. But let's look at how this is going to be of benefit to us. If we can convince him to bring back Mr. Wilde. We can then pass a vote of no confidence just because he took that action."Mr. Charlie kept quiet, as he thought about what his son was saying. "That's true, wow I am proud of you. But how come I didn't even think about this?""I don't know Dad. That doesn't matter right now. What matters right now is that you can be of help to me. You know I called to ask for your consent right? But instead of that, I want to ask that you accom
Oliver, who has not been diligent with his job in sourcing weekly reports from the different heads of departments, felt uncomfortable. At the same time, he knew he couldn't mess up.Maybe, just maybe Mr. Alistair was looking for a way to kick hike out of the organization. Just like they did to Mr. Wilde in a different way. Besides his father was seated beside him, he wouldn't want to embarrass his father.Reasons because his father has always told him to take his job seriously. Since there's every tendency that he might end up as the president of the company one day. Oliver cleared his throat and spoke up as if he had been diligent in his line of duty. "I want to start by apologizing for not acting professionally. You know a lot of activities sprung up in the past weeks.I am not in any way using this activity as an excuse for not meeting up with my work. No, that's not it. Let's put that aside, and attend to the question you asked."He paused, and took in a deep breath, "Dear Presid
They both shook hands, their lips curved with a smile. Mr. Charlie was more than impressed with his son. Within he felt his son was ready to replace Mr. Alistair, all that's needed is for their plans to go through."That will be all for today Mr. Oliver," Mr. Alistair turned towards Mr. Charlie, "I am dead sure you are proud of your son right?"Mr. Charlie nodded his head, he couldn't hide his excitement. "Yeah, I am. It shows he's gradually growing from a boy to a man.""Exactly, that was the same thought I had within. Well, I am glad this meeting took place, if there's nothing else, I am afraid this meeting has come to an end," Mr. Alistair replied as he got on his feet."This meeting has not come to an end, president. I would like to discuss something very important with you if you don't mind?" He asked.Mr. Alistair was taken aback by that. Oliver wants to discuss something important with him, in the presence of his Dad. What could the discussion be about, and what's the motive be