They both quaked at the sound of his words. "It's deeper, not deadlier," they both exclaimed.Mr. Alistair nodded his head as he got up, and walked over to the other side of the table where they were seated. He sat at the edge of the table with his hands on his lap, while gazing at them."You see, I said it's not deadly because there's no way you are going to get killed.""Wait a minute, did you just say you? I thought it was the both of us?" Nathan asked as he sat up, and moved to the edge of the seat."Since you asked, I am going to explain what's on my mind. It's my desire that you guys agree with this. Remember, I won't in a way involve you guys in anything that will lead to death.That's because I love you guys, you are my backup system. I desire that we all grow old together as we continue pushing the organization forward."They both stared at themselves before returning their gaze to him. "Are you trying to make us emotional? Or are you trying to blackmail us emotionally?" Layl
"Who were you on call with?" Mr. Charlie asked as he got up from his chair."Ohh, it's Wilde. He said Alistair asked him to show up at the office immediately. According to him, he said it's very important," he replied as he sat down placing his legs on the table.Mr. Charlie wasn't happy with that, "Come on Mr. Sterling, you can't do that here. Besides, this is not your office, it's mine.""Oops, I am sorry. You know at times I get carried away when I step into your office. It looks exactly just like mine, you know what I mean right?""Whatever, when is this meeting starting? Besides, aren't you supposed to have seen our Mister? President?" He said sarcastically, and they both burst into laughter."Yeah, thanks for reminding me. I will be back soon," Mr. Sterling got up, walked out of Mr. Charlie's office, and headed straight to Mr. Alistair's office.The bodyguards of Mr. Alistair gave way when they saw him coming. He tapped them twice on their shoulders, "Nice job boys, keep it up."
Mr. Wilde decided to park at the back. He didn't want to be seen by many. He immediately came down from his car and moved straight to the elevator. He got in, and up he went to the top floor.He didn't want to see anyone except Mr. Alistair. After a few minutes, the elevator opened up, and he walked out, heading straight to President Alistair's office. The bodyguards who had already received information on what to do, made way for him to pass.He was surprised, but at the same time, he wasn't. If the boss wants you, then there's definitely nobody who's going to try and stop you. He stopped at the front of President Alistair's door, breathing heavily as he ran all the way here.He turned backward and looked at the door of his office. He smiled and shook his head. The urge to check out the office was damn strong, but he disputed it. That wasn't the main reason he was here.He was about to knock when the door opened, and he was shocked. "Come in," Mr. Alistair's voice rang out from his o
Mr. Wilde and Mr. Charlie all wanted to see everyone's hands in the room go up. But they both had different reasons as to why they wanted the hands of the people seated in the conference room to go up.Mr. Sterling gazed at Mr. Charlie and could see him smiling when everyone's hands went up in the air. He didn't need to be told Mr. Charlie had some sort of plans under his sleeves.He saw no reason why he was smiling when Alistair was also smiling. Mr. Alistair smiled and nodded his head. "It's enough, please put down your hands."He looked at Mr. Wilde who he was standing behind, he smiled at him, before returning his gaze to the men seated in the room. "It's fine, and well to say I can make this announcement based on your votes.As the president of Voxx's group, I hereby ask that Mr. Wide return to his office, the organization, and not this company.""What?" Everyone muttered they all had this shocking look on their faces. Some had their mouths a bit open.He walked back slowly to hi
Fiona laid on Mark's shoulder with her eyes wide open, "Aren't you going to leave for work or what?" Mark asked as he stroked her hair."Am I not? I don't feel like going to work. You know whenever I am with you, it's hard for me to leave you. That's exactly what's happening."Mark stood up, "No, no, no. That was before you got a job in your father's company. Now you are employed, and there are certain responsibilities on your shoulders.You just can't forfeit those works of yours. It's unheard of, your father will come for me if he finds out you were supposed to be in the office, and you were on my bed moaning, and vibrating."Fiona laughed, "Come on, how is he going to know? Besides I didn't tell anyone I was coming here, I can just cook up a lie, and they would believe it.""Really?" He asked, looking down at her."Yeah, I know my brother, and my father so well. They would believe me, but that doesn't mean they are dumb. It just means I need to be more clever than them.I need to c
"You went to clear your head? Like seriously? Do you think I am a kid or what?" Ethan asked.Fiona swiped her head towards her brother, "Come on, I told you I went to clear my head. What else do you want me to say?""Really? What else do you want me to say? Come on Fiona, you know I have known you so well for the past years.You and I know you hardly step out of the house to clear your head. When everything overwhelms you, it's either you go out to drink, or party.You don't in any way stay out that late even when things overwhelm you. So what the fuck did you do last night, where were you?"The elevator opened up. Fiona exhaled, she was tired of her brother pestering her for an answer, so she spoke up. She turned towards him, "You want to know where I was last night?""What have I been asking you?" He asked, gazing at Fiona."Can we go to my office?" Fiona asked, looking away."Sure," Ethan replied, and led the way to Fiona's office, while Fiona trailed him.They both got into her of
Mr. Charlie escorted Mr. Starling, and Mr. Wilde to the garage. "Who could have thought this would happen in a way like this?" Me. Charlie asked as they walked out of the elevator."None of us. But since this is how things are. I guess there's absolutely nothing we can do about it," Me. Sterling replied.Mr. Charlie who was in the middle shook his head, "No, you shouldn't say that. If things happen like this, it's definitely for a reason. The best we can do is to try and make the best out of this. That's it, we just can't sit down, and allow this young dude to play with us.""You are correct Mr. Wilde. It's high time we hop on the game he's playing. We have all come too far to be toyed with. It's time we put Alistair in his place," Mr. Charlie muttered as they came to a halt right in front of Mr. Sterling's car.Mr. Sterling placed his hands on their shoulders, "I agree with both of you. But if you ask me what my opinion is. I think it's best we let him do whatever he wants to do.Let
(Four Hours later)Ethan walked into the bar, he already sighted Oliver. He walked straight to the table Oliver was, and sat down. "You came late. Why are you coming by this time?""I had something to take care of. I am sorry for coming late, but what matters right now is that I am here," he replied as he sat down."Yeah, so you asked that we meet tonight. What do you have to say, and please be fast about it. I have errands to run for my dad," Oliver replied as he sipped from his glass."Errand at this time of the night?" He asked, looking shocked."You heard me correctly Ethan. Do you want me to repeat myself again? Go ahead with what you have to say, and let's get done, and even with this meeting," he muttered.Ethan cleared his throat, "I want us to orchestrate a form of accident for Alistair.""Accident? What do you mean by accident, do you want him dead or what?" Oliver looked shocked, and afraid."Calm down bro, what sort of question are you asking? Don't you also want him dead.