Camille wasn't going to back down though. She wanted to administer judgment and that was exactly what she was going to do.“Well, as delicate as this situation which has put the whole medical institute in is, what I find totally unacceptable is the fact that your negligence comes from a place of very reckless and stupid decisions.”Ms. Selena’s lips pressed into a tight line as a storm of rage built within her. She better not talk about Morris.“We conducted some investigation both in the doctorate department and outside of it. We found out that you were not in the right state of mind when you were administering the injection,” Camille said.“What do you mean by that Miss?” Ms. Selena spoke, her lips curled in a manner that seemed like she was offended. It was the first time that Ms. Selena had made a full statement sing she got into Camille’s office.“Oh, I think you know about it. You can't tell me that you are not aware. You have been in a relationship with a member of the physioth
“Your appointment is hereby terminated with immediate effect,” Camille seethed, her teeth bared with anger.Ms. Selana’s face turned into a smirk. “I will leave your office but you don't have the power to terminate my appointment! You may be my boss but we have a board of directors and they are responsible for such decisions.”“Absolute nonsense!” Camille rebuked.“I have been here long before you Ms. Camille. Don't forget that. I know how this place is run even before you came here. Just because you have an affair with the head of the institute, Paul Leonard doesn't mean that young have all the advantage because we can still destroy you,” Ms. Selena responded.Camille noticed that Ms. Selena kept saying “we” and it led her to a realization that she had many enemies within the medical institute. But Camille had to remain tough so that she wouldn't be reduced to nothing. It was all a defense mechanism for her because Ms. Selena’s words were getting to her. “I am your boss and you will
Ms. Selena’s lips curled with a smug smirk of satisfaction as her heart was merry with excitement after seeing the reaction on Camille’s face. It was the reaction that she had been waiting for.She hurled insults towards Camille in her mind and she wished that she would take a picture of the moment she was witnessing - everything seemed so perfect.Camille hunched over her phone, her tension palpable and her heart pounding in her chest as she scrolled through other blogs. It was the same headline or very similar - all of them insinuating the same thing that she got her position through an affair with Paul Leonard. How disgusting! She wondered what Paul would think when he found out about it. He would likely blame her and probably strip her of her position, she thought. He wouldn't want such a scandal to linger on him for a long time.Camille was curious to know what the comments were saying so she opened them.[Not surprising at all. I always knew Camille from back then at Opuoq Medi
Camille was rendered speechless, her mind was a jumble of half-formed thoughts as she strained to find the words that had deserted her. She had been dealt a massive blow one that she didn't know how to overcome. There was nothing more to say. Even insisting on Ms. Selena leaving her office was too much of heavy words to come out of her mouth.“Well, I will give you some time to yourself,” Ms. Selena spoke, her eyes gleaming with mockery. “I am sure you will need it considering how messed up you are. Good luck finding a solution to your problem and this time even Paul can't save you.”Ms. Selena’s heels clicked loudly on the floor as she marched toward the exit, flinging the door closed with a satisfying bang to Camille’s uttermost dejection.****Jude Bournemouth of the Bournemouth Corporation had been thinking about how he was going to fulfill the assignment that he had been given by Mayor Thompson. Mayor Thompson wanted to get at Paul Leonard because he refused to bow to him and w
“Oh, don't mind me. I am just a little too passionate about making sure the person who sent my brother to prison is dealt with,” Morgan spoke, his defenses shattered under the onslaught of evidence that Jude brought to him.“Alright I get you,” Jude responded. “I told Paul about everything that Monarch Thompson demanded from him. I also informed him that his security card was with the monarch but can you believe that Paul didn't even entertain the idea of listening to the monarch.”“Is that so?”“I am telling you what I experienced brother. Paul said that under no condition would he bow for the Monarch. He didn't even satisfy any of the conditions that the monarch gave to him and instead, he sent me back to Monarch Thompson to warn him to release his security card,” Jude said.“I hate the kind of guts that Paul has,” Morgan admitted with his expression hardened with a tightening of annoyance. “I hate it so much that it irks me. Why didn't you insist on Paul though? Why would he tell y
“When Bournemouth Corporation still had good finances, you would never try to make sure that things were getting better. Instead, you would waste your life doing things that would destroy you. I remember how you were so fond of women that you would rather give them all your money than invest it in something profitable.”“But you are talking as if you are a saint when you are asking me to be an accomplice to a kidnap,” Morgan argued. “How can you check to condemn me when you are also not so pure.”Jude swallowed a bitter taste of rage as he instead opted to explain better. “Look, brother. Somethings we do things that are not so good because of the end goal. I learned that while I was in prison and I learned it the hard way. The only thing that separates bad from good is the end goal - the final objective. “In this case, you know what our final objective is. We are looking to ensure that we get funds from the mayor so that our company can recover from its liquidated state. That gives b
“Oh, she does have but she doesn't drive herself.”“Then how do you know that she does have a car.”“Come on Morgan. You are asking unnecessary questions,” Jude flared up before swallowing his frustration and answering the question. “I know because I disguised myself as a patient and got into the medical institute. I then stylishly got information from a janitor. You know, Janitors are probably the most knowledgeable in any organization even though they seem to be the lowest in rank. “Don't ever underestimate the powers that janitors possess. That is a little secret for you but as I have said before, you are asking the wrong questions. Just believe whatever I tell you.”Morgan’s nods were a gentle wave of validation and acknowledgment of Jude’s explanations.“So, as I was saying,” Jude continued. “You are going to be driving the taxi behind me while I will drive the one after you. We have to be close to each other to make sure this works very well and there can't be any mistakes that
Camille recognized the voice - it was Doctor White, the assistant director of the surgical unit at Dynasty Medical Institute.Doctor White walked hurriedly toward Camille, locking his gaze on her. “Erm, I was thinking perhaps if you don't mind taking a ride with me.”Camille’s lips pressed tightly with a flicker of contemplation. “Don't you worry Doc, I will just take a taxi,” she responded.“Yeah, of course you can but if you don't mind me insisting, it would be a great pleasure to have me drive you home or wherever you are going,” Doctor White pressed on, his words carefully conjured.Camille had a bleak smile escape her lips as she accepted the proposal. “Alright then,” she responded.Doctor White then gently guided her toward the car door in a gentlemanly manner, opening up the way for her to have her seat before getting in the driver’s seat.It was a well-polished black Rolls Royce car that gleamed like a gemstone. The seats were like thrones as they were high and comfortable. Ev