Lady Winston narrowed her eyes. They were full of contempt as Sarah’s words reached her ears. “Sarah, since you have requested that I tell you what I think. Well, I will tell you.”She paused as if she remembered something. “But not yet…I don’t have time for you now. I have an important assignment for you tomorrow which you will know about when you get to work. When you return, there will be a meeting. We want you present because you are going to be one of the highlights of the meeting.”Sarah could smell trouble looming in the distance. Does she even have a chance with everyone against her?She went to her room and switched off the lights. She wanted to be in the dark because it helped her think better. She savoured the silence as she gazed at the ceiling.For the first time in a long while, there was no one she could talk with. Not Paul, Not Jude, no one! Perhaps she should call Jude, she thought.She picked up her phone and dialled his number but it went into voicemail.“Shit! I kn
At Bivas’ group, Paul had a look of pity on Olivia. Even though they had started off on a poor note, she didn't have to experience her 8-year-old daughter on the brink of being kidnapped.Whoever must have made the phone call must be someone very close to her, he thought. A lot of questions were running through Paul’s mind as they got into his Mercedes-Maybach GLS 600.Olivia was stunned as she got into the vehicle. Goddammit! Was Paul really the owner of such a spectacle? She had never been inside such a vehicle in her life - heck, not even one half as beautiful as the one that she found herself.The leather upholstery was soft and simple, almost luxurious enough to magnet one to it. The lighting was soft and subtle, creating an endearing atmosphere. The carpets were pure velvety and as one walked in, it felt like being welcomed into paradise. Olivia turned her gaze to the controls of the vehicle. She wondered if it was the control of an aircraft or that of a vehicle.There was a gu
Paul and Olivia got to Square Ville’s reception.“Hello Sir, Hello Ma. Please come back. You are not allowed to go in just like that,” the receptionist cautioned Paul and Olivia as they tried to make their way into the school compound.“Ma’am, my name is Ms. Olivia and my daughter schools here. Her name is Tulith and I am here to take her home,” Olivia informed the receptionist.“Just wait a second please,” the receptionist said as she went through her desktop to confirm the name of the kid.“What did you say the name of your kid was again please,” the receptionist asked but Paul cut in. “Ma’am, if you don't mind. We are here because a child could be in danger. Did anyone come in not long ago to take a kid?”Paul was in a hurry - his eyes was fixed ahead at the school premises. There was a chorus of voices as the kids were very lively, their laughter and giggle filling the air.They were buzzing around the playground holding hands and climbing on the jungle gym, their little hands che
“Tulith?” Rebecca called out loudly from outside the little tent.There was a little music playing from inside the tent as Olivia could see their dance teacher teaching them some ballet dance moves.“Tulith!” Rebecca called out again. “Your mum is here to see you.”They waited outside for almost two minutes until a middle aged lady came out of the tent. She was their ballet dance teacher.“How can I help you, Tulith? Or do you want to start learning the ballet dance?” the lady smiled, trying to encourage Rebecca.“No, Ma’am, I am looking for Tulith. Her mother here came in and requested to take her home,” she said pointing toward Olivia.“Oh! Ms. Olivia,” she turned towards Olivia with a welcoming smile on her face. “You are highly welcome. Your daughter is doing very well I tell you. Even in her extra curricular activities, she is impressive. She is one of the best ballet dancers and she only just joined a couple of weeks ago.”Olivia’s ear was itchy. All the compliments would have m
“Listen to me, kid. I am not here to harm you at all. Look at me - I am not a bad guy. In fact, I am only here to help your friend, Tulith. You said she is your friend, isn't she?” Paul spoke in a soothing voice despite being clearly frustrated by the little boy’s antics.“Yes, she is my friend,” the little boy answered but his eyes were still wide with fear.“Alright. It's alright okay? It's alright. I am not here to harm you or anyone else for that matter. I just need to ask you a few questions. Did you see her? Was she taken by someone?” Paul asked, placing a reassuring hand on the boy’s shoulder.“Y-yes..I saw her,” the boy finally admitted, his eyes meeting that of Paul who had an expectant gaze.“I saw her with a man wearing a mask,” he continued, his muscles tight with tension. “He creeped up on her and took her away. I wanted to scream but he warned that he would kill me if I screamed.”Paul was speechless for a moment as he tried to process the information he had heard before
Paul tiptoed towards the assailants. He was now very close and his heart began to beat faster and faster.His adrenaline-fueled energy heightened as he charged toward the masked man, landing a kick to his back. The masked man’s knee popped as he lost control of the little girl he was holding tight. She looked back and Paul could see her face clearly - it was indeed Tulith. The same girl they had been looking for all the while.Seeing that it was Tulith, he was filled with more energy. He coiled himself aggressively ready to unleash his fury as he balled his fist.POW! Paul received a heavy fist to his face before he could launch an attack. The masked lady approached closer, readying to support her counterpart with a punch or kick of her own. She wouldn't let her mate become overpowered by a mere person but he was doing well after all.“POW!” Paul received another blow, causing Tulith to wriggle off the man’s grip - he was trying to fight Paul with only one of his hands while he use
Back at the Winstons Corporation, Sarah couldn't believe her eyes.She had been blacklisted from Winston Corporation. How could her family do that to her? Did they know the effort that she had put in all through the years? She was pregnant and had no one to help her through the stress. Very wrong timing for things to be going against her, she thought.And to think that she was replaced with Janet Winston - her own younger sister. She would never forget how they treated her. Lady Winston called for a meeting though. Perhaps she could have a chance to defend herself. She thought of all the points that she would make in her defence. She would tell them how Paul was no longer the pauper they sent on errands and how he now had so much influence to punish them. She doubted if they would believe it though. It would take a whole huge deal for them to start rating Paul. If she didn't see Paul and how he humiliated her, she wouldn't believe either. It was still like a dream how she embarrass
I want you to go to hell!” Ms. Teresa's scream was now echoing through the store. “You belong in hell.”Sarah, despite the harsh words being thrown towards her had a glimmer of pity on her. She must have been lying about finding a new job, she reasoned. She only needs help.Any company who dared make the mistake of hiring her would bite their fingers in regret. Perhaps she should not trade her harsh words with harshness but instead with kindness.“Ms. Tulith, I understand that you blame me for losing your job. I accept the blame and I take responsibility. I promise that I will help you secure a new job before the end of the month if you don't mind.”Sarah didn't know how she was going to fulfil that promise. She had just lost her job in the most humiliating manner herself but she didn't want to suffer another embarrassment. She had better accept the offer and move on.“How could you possibly offer me a new job when you are jobless? Or do you think there is anyone who would save you? Y