(One hour later)Mr. Starling stepped out of his office, and his secretary rushed towards him, "Sir, I know you would want to rest badly, but..""But what? What is it Leslie?" He interrupted her."Mr. Charlie, and Mr. Wilde both called, they wanted to speak to you real bad," Leslie replied as they walked to his office."Did they tell you why they called?" He collected his tab from her as they walked into his office, she shook her head. "They refused to divulge any information to me. They were firm on speaking to you, and not me.""I see, that means it must be pressing issues right?" He asked, and they nodded. She nodded her head as she muttered "Yes.""It's alright, thank you so much Leslie, I will surely get back to them, you can leave now," he replied, and she bowed her head as she walked out of his office with a couple of files in her hands. Mr. Starling sat down on his chair, he took in a deep breath, and then exhaled.He folded his hands on his chest, dude tried wrapping his head
"Go on with your call, I don't even have an idea about what you are saying," Alistair walked towards him, and helped him pick up his phone. Alistair stretched the phone towards him, "Have it, it's yours."Mr. Charlie collected his phone from Alistair, Alistair waved at him, and he walked out of his office."I think we have a bigger problem," he muttered."Bigger problem? What do you mean by that?" Mr. Starling asked as he walked out of his office to Leslie's table. "I need a cup of coffee," he whispered to her, and returned to his office."Guess who just walked out of my office?" He asked, with beads of sweats on his forehead."I can't tell, your son?" He replied as she sat down on his chair."No, it's Alistair," he replied, and his jaw dropped."What? Didn't you lock your office? Hope he didn't hear our conversation?" He asked running his hands through his hair."That's what I can't tell, I only turned when I heard someone clear his or her throat. There he was staring right at my fac
"A no go area? Why do you think so?" Mr. Starling asked.He grumbled, "Why do I think so? Why are you acting as if you don't have an idea of what we did to him?""Please tell me, honestly I don't have an idea of what you did to him. Correct me if I am wrong, wasn't he the one who celebrated you and your family at the inaugural dinner?""Come off it, he was just trying to steal the spotlight," Mr. Wilde replied."What do you mean by he's trying to steal the spotlight? Dude has the spotlight, you don't steal what you have."Mr. Wilde moved to his verandah, "I know what I am saying. You won't understand the picture I am trying to paint. That young man played a trick on everyone last night."Mr. Starling paused, "What do you mean by he played tricks on us? You and I both know if you treated him badly, that was the best stage and time to expose you right?""Exactly, that's why I am saying he played a trick on us. You might not have an idea about what happened when he was living with us. B
"You are right, I am her father, and also her husband. But they don't have pity when it comes to one who's a failure," he replied with regret.Mr. Starling shook his head when he heard his reply, instantly he knew he had to find a way to help his friend. "You know, even if I want to help you. I have to wait for a while.""Wait for a while, wait for how long?" He replied, sounding impatient."Calm down, I know you are fucking in need of my help. But we just can't approach this with light or free hands," he replied."I am not asking you to approach this matter with light or free hands no. But at the same time I need you to do something real quick," he replied."That's exactly what I am saying, if you want me to help you, you have to be patient. I must check out certain factors, I need to test the water.You know, I can't just put everything on the line because I wanted to help you. I need to study the reaction of the people, and also know how Alistair would react. You know, if things go
(Thirty minutes ago)Mr. Alistair walked out of his office, and decided to check out Mr. Charlie, at his office. He walked towards his office, the heels of his shoes clicking the ground. His walking posture commands authority, and also attention.He walked towards Mr. Charlie's office, his hands deep into his pocket. His shades perfectly fit in his eyes. The security at Mr. Charlie's office helped Mr. Alistair with the door, and he walked past Shilla who was busy with her laptop.He paused, and took a few steps backwards to her cubicle, "Excuse me, is your boss on seat?"She stood up immediately and adjusted her brown suit. "Yes he is," she replied with her head bowed."Thank you," he replied, and walked into Mr. Charlie's office. He got in, and found him standing facing his window, he was on call. Alistair cleared his throat, and Mr. Charlie turned back, and his phone dropped with his mouth open.Mr. Alistair walked towards him, and picked up his phone. "Have it," he muttered, stretc
"He's waiting for you, please you can all go in," Leslie replied, as she stepped aside and allowed them to walk into his office.She exhaled, and returned to her cubicle, "I don't think I can keep up with this job. It's draining me bit by bit."Mr. Starling stood up when he saw them walking towards his office. He picked up his laptop, and a file, and also headed towards his office. Alistair, Layla and Nathan were shocked when they saw him walking towards him with a laptop and a file in his hands."Mr. Starling, where to?" Alistair asked, looking confused."I am sorry I have a meeting a few minutes from now," he said and walked away from Alistair, but Nathan stood in his way."What the heck do you think you are doing? The president of Voxx's Group is here to see you, and you don't even want to hear him out. Even after making us wait outside for almost twenty minutes?""I am sorry, but I have a meeting I have to attend. It's important, and I can't miss it," he replied, gazing at Nathan.
The elevator opened, and they all stepped out of the elevator. "It's painful that my stylist Burundi isn't here," Alistair replied as he walked to the table at the far left."Yeah it's painful. Maybe he has to start coming to the office with us. Instead of just sitting back at home. What do you think boss," Reagan asked as he trailed Alistair, and Nathan."What do I think?" He turned backwards to Reagan as she sat down. "I think instead of him sitting at home. Why don't I set him up?""Set him up?" They all echoed looking shocked. Alistair burst into laughter, "Come on guy, what were you people thinking I was talking about?" He asked."For goodness sake, you just mentioned setting him up. What do you think we were thinking of?" Layla, who had been quiet, spoke up, her gaze on the menu book."Fine, I understand what you guys are thinking. I should explain what I mean. When I said setting him up, I mean establishing him, you understand what I mean right?"They all nodded their heads, "N
The waiter was shocked, "Did I do or say anything wrong? Why are you guys laughing?"Reagan was the one who replied, "You won't fully grasp the reason why we are laughing. But truth be told, you are handsome, and you look good."He blushed again, his cheeks went reddish this time around. "No, he just blushed again," Nathan muttered, and they continued laughing.They stopped immediately and found out he was getting uncomfortable with what they were doing."We are sorry, I sincerely apologize on behalf of them also. It wasn't something we did on purpose. It just had to happen," Alistair replied."It's okay, please what would you guys love to eat?" He asked his gaze traveling round the table. They all went through the menu book, and he moved from one person to another, jotting down the different meals they wanted.When he was done jotting down their meals. He bowed his head, and walked away. They stared at themselves once more, and burst into tears. "Nathan, have you ever blushed when so