"So he's not even rich?" "No, just that he's not one of the top twenty richest as he claims to be."The light whispers, giggles, and chuckles that were being heard from the cleaners downstairs made Linda stop. She had just finished working at her company and was on her way home. She wondered why the cleaners were gathered at that corner of the company by that time of the night. It was already past ten in the night. She stood by the side and decided to wait and know who they were talking about, but they kept talking without mentioning any names, and it was getting annoying. "I heard he's with Linda now," one of them said and giggled. "Linda, who?" Another asked. One of the staff noticed Linda standing behind and paused quickly. The one who was about to reply realized that her colleague was staring at something in shock, and immediately after she turned around, the other three followed. Five of them walked away quickly without saying anything to Linda after they saw her. "That wa
Linda was shocked when James mentioned Richard. She had been stopping herself from thinking to that extent all along. She opened her mouth to speak but ended up shutting herself up without saying anything. How could this be? It was impossible, right? Richard was not the person the women were referring to back there. While she was trying to create other thoughts in her head, James leaned forward and dropped his spoon on his plate. Linda fixed her eyes on him. He pushed the plate away slightly so that he could rest his hand on the table. "Guess what else," he asked. Nobody replied to him. Catherine was the most confused person at the table. She still had no clue as to what was going on, but she knew it had something to do with Linda's mood earlier. No wonder she asked her if she heard anything. There she was, thinking it was Henry when it was very far from having anything at all to do with him in the first place. "What is this all about, James?" She scolded. "This is not time to
Henry woke up that morning even before his alarm went off but chose to stay back in bed staring at the ceiling. He did not bother getting up to get dressed for work because he had planned working from home that day. He was going out to have a meeting with Natasha's father later in the day so he decided to stay back at home till it was time.Henry used that time of inactivity to go over his thoughts, there were several things bothering him all at once which he needed to give serious thoughts to but the most prominent one was the man he had encountered at the ball. That very encounter had left him in stitches since then since he had been trying to figure it out but every attempt made proved abortive. He had even tried so hard to convince himself that the encounter meant nothing and that the man was just bluffing but each time he tried, he failed woefully because he always found himself thinking about it.Another thing bothering him was the proposal from the pioneer business group, he k
Madame Gu was quick to try to enquire from Henry how the outing with Jerry went as soon as he came in."You are still up?" Henry asked as his eyes traveled down to the wall clock.His mother traced his gaze and brushed him off with the wave of her hands."If you stay up late this often, it wouldn't take long before you start again more than you are supposed to, mum." Henry pointed, causing Madame Gu to laugh out loud."I didn't know you cared so much about my health." Henry rolled his eyes and went over to sit on the couch where his mother had been sitting when he came in. She went after him and sat in front of him."You are even drinking by this time." He said and picked up the glass of wine she had left on the table."Well, I had to wait for you, and also to make sure that you don't screw things up for me." Madame Gu said, causing Henry to shrug his shoulders.The meeting with Mr Bay went well, we had a glass of wine together and even played golf. "Really!" Madame said, letting ou
"So how did it go out?" Richard shouted. He had just gotten the news about what happened. Everyone now knew the truth about his company. How else would he brag? He suddenly remembered Linda. Has she heard about it also? What if she had heard? He needed to know. He had walked into the office that morning and heard a few people discussing it. He didn't pay attention to their discussion at first until he settled in the office and got a call from a distant friend, who is also a business partner. "Is everything we are hearing true?" He had asked Richard. "What did you hear?" Richard asked casually without knowing what it was all about. He even had a piece of cookies in his hand and bit from it immediately after he asked the question. He had asked his secretary to serve him some cookies when he walked in, and the way she was staring at him, he thought it was because of his weird appetite that morning. She served him cookies with a glass of juice and left without saying anything. "Th
Linda's phone began to ring again, and she looked down at it and hissed after. The ringing continued for a while and stopped. She sighed when the ringtone went down and stretched out on her bed. She had been in her room the whole day, trying to avoid everyone. She was aware of the fact that she was supposed to be at the office and not lying here sulking like her whole life depended on it. She sniffled in and wiped her nose as she sighed out in relief. She thought that the call wouldn't come in again. Maybe Richard had decided to let her be. Maybe he had finally realized that she didn't want to talk to him and had allowed it to sink into his head. She tried to close her eyes and sleep when her phone began to ring again. Linda hissed loudly as she grabbed the phone and quickly pressed the power button. She didn't want to hear the phone ring, and she also didn't care about it ringing silently. It vibrated, and the next second, it was ringing again, and she had to turn it off. She sig
As Henry drove home that night, he could not help but think of Natasha and the conversation they had that night.Though it was short, probably the shortest conversation he had ever had with anybody and almost blacked details to an extent. But he felt like he had been able to delve into the deepest part of her heart and gotten to know a few things that dwelled there in. He also noticed how she was quick to hide her soft side when it looked like it was starting to surface.He replayed everything she had said that night in his head as he drove home.Her birthday was never about her but was more about her parents trying to use it to gather the elites and increase their status in the business world. Her birthday was not just a birthday and it made her feel really sad. She even lamented about how the gifts she got on her birthday were mostly not her gifts. Of course, most of the attendees at the birthday party would bring gifts made for the company in disguise as a birthday gift to her just
Mr Benedict was sitting in his study and going through some documents while adjusting his glasses which rested on the brim occasionally when there was a soft knock on his door. He looked up before he let out a slight grunt."Come in." His low deep voice called.Soon, the door was pushed open and a young girl who was just a few years past her teenage years dressed in a maid's uniform walked into the office."There is someone outside that wants to see you." She told him and he nodded towards the door."Let him in." The maid left and Mr Benedict went back to studying the documents before Miguel walked into the office.He was a young man with an average height and defined masculine features.At first glance, one would probably say he shared some physical features with Henry."Have a seat," Mr Benedict instructed, but before he could finish with his instructions, Miguel already pulled out the seat facing him and sat comfortably."I came to talk about the progress you have made so far with