Jeffrey knew that there was a store not too far away from the castle. All he had to do was drag his feet to the store. He was without a phone so he would have to beg someone for theirs so that he would call Rico.He also needed to get an inhaler at the store. He knew that an inhaler cost around 25 dollars and he had his credit card in his pocket. But what he wasn’t sure of was whether the amount on his card was up to 25 dollars.He had to try his luck though and perhaps if the cashier saw his condition, whoever it was would have some pity on him and sell the inhaler without paying the full amount.At least, they wouldn’t just watch him completely go out of breath, would they?With his hands clutching his chest with a convulsion of panic, he wobbled into the store amidst people staring at him strangely. The people were wondering what was happening and some of them brought out their phones to take videos instead of helping him.He wobbled along until he got to the counter, his breath wh
“Sir, I am sorry that you had to wait for a while so that I could attend to him but I only gave him priority because he doesn’t look like someone who could survive up to the next hour. You can clearly see him wheezing in a deep need for breath.”“And what if he is wheezing in pain? Does that mean we get to be delayed?”“Sir, that is very inconsiderate of you. This man needs an inhaler and you can’t say that you are not aware of that. My professional position doesn’t allow me to get him one if not I would have got him a cheap inhaler at least just so he doesn’t collapse in this condition.”“How foolish of you to call us inconsiderate. You are very unprofessional and under normal circumstances, this should be the last day you work in this store,” the man bellowed, his eyes red in anger“Yes, you are making quite a mess of your job and that is very unprofessional,” another woman added.Some of the customers in the queue who couldn’t stand the commotion that was brewing left the queue to
There was still a dead silence before the phone hung up to Jeffrey’s utmost frustration. He gritted his teeth as his mind was racing with terror.He deleted Rico's number from the security’s phone to make sure that there was no trace before giving him back the phone. “Thanks a lot, man. I can’t thank you enough,” he said and readied his feet in preparation to leave the store.But he noticed something strange before leaving. Two men were behind him and not too far. They were wearing designer suits but their physique was a little too imposing for them to be business gurus or company owners. They looked like physical trainers even with their suits and it clicked into Rico’s mind that they could be guards.He didn’t want to make an assumption yet but a final glance at them made him see that the two men were talking to each other, a little earbud in their ears as they gave each other subtle signals.Damn! They weren’t just customers and they must have had ulterior motives, Rico thought.He
“We have to get Paul aware of this,” Sarah said. “Perhaps there could be some way that he could be of help. He is our best bet at dealing with the old witch.”“Alright, Ma’am,” Rico said.“Everything would be fine okay? Right now we just have to trust Paul and believe that he would do us a solid.”Just as they were talking, Paul walked into the company with Miriam who he had rescued at the hands of the Kazitanis.Miriam was still looking very messy so she went ahead to her office restroom to have a shower while Paul went ahead to check on how Sarah was feeling after her delivery.Paul looked so mature and handsome to Sarah as he got into the room where she was. Sarah couldn’t help but wonder what would have happened had she stayed with Paul instead of listening to the pressure that the Winston’s put her in so that she could divorce him.Perhaps she would have had her actual husband with her at the point of her delivery instead of just some nurses and her brother. That wasn’t the kind
His heart weighed down when he remembered how Lord Winston trusted him with a lot of his financial records and money. Lord Winston promised a lot of things to Paul. He taught him a lot of things that he was using in his leadership. What if he were still alive? Maybe Winston Corporation wouldn’t have been so corrupted as it was.‘Well, perhaps his death paved the way for him,’ Paul reasoned in a way to console himself.His mind traced back to the present and what Marcus Winston was explaining to him.“—and did you even try pleading with Lady Winston? Perhaps all she needed was someone or a group of persons to appease her ego.”Sarah, who was feeling embarrassed to talk before suddenly and with a burst of tension spoke out. “Do you really think such a wicked woman was going to listen to any pleas? I am just unlucky to be born into the Winstons - it is a complete shame.”Sarah spoke with a quiver of emotion, her voice breaking amidst tears that were falling from her eyes. “I wish I coul
“I guess that shows how much there is a lack of integrity in every dealing with the Winstons.”Mr. Maxwell was blazing with a fury of surprise. “We agreed that my investments would be stable as long as they keep me updated on every employee's status - those who left the company, those who were sacked from the company, and those who are to face disciplinary issues.” “Were any of those sent to you?” Paul inquired.“Yes, they usually sent the memos and a monthly list of employees status but now that you mention it, I can’t help but think that I have been deceived and that the reports that they have been sending to me are all fake.”“Mr. Maxwell, I advise that you do a proper assessment of your records very well. You just might discover more things that the Winstons have hidden from you.”“This is quite terrible, Mr. Leonard,” Mr. Maxwell uttered angrily. “I have always been a top investor and is this how they treat me? They know how business-oriented I am and how I value integrity and h
The finances of Winstons Corporation were never stable and sometimes she secretly wished that hadn’t intimidated Sarah from her position as secretary. A lot of the blame was going to go her way in the event of a poor financial situation for the Winstons.“Set me up with Mr. Maxwell through a phone call conversation,” Lady Winston instructed and Janet did as she was asked.She passed the landline onto Lady Winston when the call had gone through.“Good day, Mr. Maxwell,” Lady Winston greeted.“Good day.”“Erm, sir—we have found out that there is a little issue with your investments. We have not been receiving them as we should - we want to know what has happened?”“Not much has happened, Lady Winston,” Maxwell responded, a smirk forming at the corner of his lips. “Well, except that I am no longer interested in being an investor in your company.”Lady Winston gaped with a horror of disbelief, her breath held with a deadly gasp and her face flushed in astonishment.What did she just hear?
She headed into the garage and then to her car and drove out checking her map almost every moment to make sure that she didn’t miss her way.She finally got to Fort Avenue and the location that pointed out the address looked like a small office. It was one of Paul’s warehouses but it was later turned into an office for official purposes.She got into the office room and it had a deadly air of strangeness, its lighting a surreal of shadows. The air was filled with scents of flowers as she glanced around, her face contorted with confusion.She thought of heading back to the door. Perhaps she had missed the address. Things were looking a little too strange.She soon heard the sound of a door flung open. She didn’t know there was a door there. A young lady in her late twenties walked out of the door, her posture very sleek and curvaceous as she walked elegantly toward Lady Winston.“Have a seat, Ma’am,” the lady said, pointing toward the direction where she should sit.Lady Winston turne