Helen, her heart pounding with anticipation, entered Philip’s home, her eyes scanning the room for any sign of her target. Finding it empty, she wasted no time, using the password to gain access to the house. With a focused mind, she set to work, carefully cooking up a delicious meal and sprucing up the house, creating a cosy and intimate atmosphere.After putting the finishing touches on the dinner table, she excused herself to take a shower, changing into a provocative nightie that left little to the imagination.Philip stepped into his house, the delicious aroma greeting him like a long-lost friend. His nostrils flared, savouring the familiar scents as he turned to Helen, his eyes narrowed with suspicion. “You’re…home,” he said, his tone carefully measured.Helen, her face the epitome of sweetness, smiled at him, her gaze lingering on his face. “I hope you don’t mind,” she said, her voice lilting with innocence. “I thought you might appreciate a home-cooked meal for a change.”
“What utter nonsense!” Henry roared, his booming voice vibrating through the air. He slammed his fists against the desk with such force that it sent papers and files flying into the air. His face was twisted with rage, his eyes ablaze with fury.“How dare you accuse me of such a thing!” he continued, his voice dripping with venom. “You have no proof, no evidence. You’re just a desperate fool grasping at straws.”The policemen took a step back, their hands raised in a placating gesture. “Calm down, sir,” one of them said, his voice strained and uncertain. “We mean no harm.” They exchanged nervous glances with each other, aware of the volatile situation they found themselves in. They had anticipated a heated response from Henry, but his explosive anger had caught them off guard. They hoped to diffuse the tension before it spiraled out of control.The policemen had arrived at Henry’s office with the intention of questioning him about the recent attack on Tony. Henry’s aggressive respon
The moment the door closed behind the police officers, Henry’s pride crumbled. He sank into his chair, his eyes hollow as he stared into the empty room, his mind buzzing with thoughts of Tony and the threat he posed.“I can’t let him win,” Henry muttered, his hands balled into fists on the desk. “I need to distract him, to throw him off my scent. But how?”His brow furrowed in concentration, his thoughts racing as he tried to devise a plan.Henry’s frustration reached a fever pitch as he paced back and forth, his steps growing more agitated with each passing minute. He combed through his memories, racking his brain for a potential solution. But with each failed idea, his breathing grew more desperate and his hands shook with rage.“There must be a way,” he murmured, beads of sweat dotting his forehead. “I can’t let Tony win. I won’t let him win.”A moment later, the door opened and a masked lady walked in. Her feet covered in black silhouette heel,her hair pulled back in ponytail. She
Helen walked into her family's company surprised to see Philip gathered together with the media personnel who were interrogating him.His eyes lit up immediately when he saw her approaching, smiling lovingly at her, everyone who saw the love in his eyes cheered at them. He took Helen's hands and faced her to the audience."Hello everyone, my fiancee and I will be tying the knot this weekend. We are getting married," He screamed as he laughed cheerfully. The crowd yelled in happiness as they clapped to celebrate the good news.Helen on the other hand was shocked at the news Philip announced. She felt her stomach tighten in nervousness and anxiety. Philip didn't mention this to her, all he said was that he had plans for the media but he could have informed her so she could be emotionally prepared for the media. She felt displaced and nauseous at all that was happening, it was all beyond her power and it saddened her."Big congratulations Miss Helen Lugard," the crowd cheered, they all
It's been two weeks now since Tony informed Mariam that he was ready to take back his position as the new CEO of the company. Mariam had moved swiftly, almost mechanically, to put the pieces in place for the announcement of Tony's appointment as CEO. Each email, each phone call, and each memo had been sent out to partners and investors. Helen and her mother were not to be left in the dark about the imminent power shift. Both of them arrived at the meeting with a cool, professional air, but underneath their icy exteriors, their minds were racing with speculation.Inside the boardroom, the atmosphere was heavy with tension, like a storm cloud ready to unleash a torrent of emotions. The participants were seated around the long, polished table, their faces a mixture of curiosity, apprehension, and in some cases, barely concealed glee.As Mariam ushered Tony into the meeting room, an air of change filled the space. Tony took his seat at the head of the round table, his gaze strong and co
With the approach of Helen and her mother, Tony rose to his feet, his posture commanding. Yet, the moment Mrs. Lugard extended her hand in congratulations, Tony's expression hardened, a coldness radiating from him as he spoke. "There's no need to put on a facade. I know you hate that I am so successful now," he said, his voice frigid, refusing to acknowledge her gesture of goodwill. With that, he turned on his heel and strode out of the boardroom without a backward glance, leaving both Helen and her mother feeling ashamed."Tony.... "Helen called but the didn't bother to answer her as he made his way to the door. Mrs. Lugard’s embarrassment was noticeable as she folded her hand back at her side, the air of confidence and authority that she had exuded just moments before vanishing in an instant. Silent and seething with anger, she walked towards the door, Helen followed, the two women making a hasty pullout from the boardroom. The anger and frustration that coursed through Helen’s
Tony's gaze flickered between Mariam and Hannah, his expression serious as he sought to hold their attention. Clearing his throat, he began, "I called you both here because..." His words trailed off as he allowed the dramatic pause to sink in.Tony spoke with an air of authority, his voice steady and commanding. "I've decided that both of you will be working together. Hannah will assume the role of managing director, while Mariam will assist her, gaining a deeper understanding of the company's affairs," he explained, his tone leaving no room for argument. With the company returning to normal operations, Tony wanted Mariam to learn the business under Hannah's guidance, providing her with the experience and knowledge necessary to fully comprehend the scope of their work."Understand that you will be reporting directly to me," Tony continued, addressing Hannah directly. "However, I expect you to work closely with Mariam, ensuring that she's well-versed in all aspects of our operations."
Mariam's mind reeled as she tried to process the threat, the stark difference between Hannah's current demeanor and her previously calm behavior sending a chill down her spine.This Hannah was a woman possessed, her words laced with malice and a darkness that seemed to reach far beyond the confines of their office. A gnawing suspicion began to bloom in Mariam's mind, one that suggested that Hannah's threats were more than just an idle display of bravery. This was a woman with an agenda, one that posed a serious threat not only to Mariam, but perhaps to Tony himself.At dinner, Grandma Nicole observed Mariam with a discerning eye, noting that she was picking at her food with little appetite, despite the fact that it was her favorite meal. The usually enlivened young lady was subdued, her involvement in the dinner conversation minimal at best. Suspecting that something was amiss, Grandma Nicole contemplated the events of the day, wondering if the meeting had taken a turn for the wors