"What could you possibly need my help for?" Darius's blue eyes gleamed darkly. To madam Felicia, it looked as though the air surrounding Darius had gone a little dark and quite a bit oppressive.Her hands shivered slightly and she clung to the handle of her chair with a bit of force. She was showing a calm face when she was actually experiencing an inner turmoil."It's about Carla..." She spoke and paused, trying to think of the best way to phrase her next words. Before she could however, the door through which the maid had gone through opened up and and Johnson, Carla's father walked in. He looked a bit nervous.Madam Felicia was a bit relieved that she didn't have to confront Darius alone. She quickly diverted to him."Johnson, why don't you tell Mr Darius of what happened when you went to see your daughter in Philip's house?" She asked while looking at Darius's reaction from the corner of her eyes.Darius showed no visible reaction but his gaze was now fixed on Johnson curiosly. Jo
Faces of bewilderment focused on Darius at the words that he had just spoken."Because of Carla?"Madam Felicia's head was slightly tilted in confusion as she asked. But after a couple of seconds a realisation dawned on her.'He's still hell bent on getting Carla back for himself. He doesn't want to lose to Philip or Mr Churchill in any way.'Madam Felicia and Carla's parents were thinking along the same line. They saw Darius's words as a declaration to not lose in the competition for Carla. They assumed that to him, Carla was a prize..."You misunderstand me." Darius spoke, jolting them out of their "as expected" thoughts."What?"Madam Felicia raised a voice of confusion."I don't mean that Carla is my prize." He corrected. Then he only got more confused gazes in return."Geez. You're really hopeless." Darius sighed exasperatedly when he noticed the confusion on their faces. They couldn't understand him well."You only see relationships as something to get profit from and that's why
Johnson glared at his mother in annoyance. She was pushing the responsibility of satisfying Darius over to him.The time when they had wanted to marry Carla off, she had been in the forefront pulling most of the strings herself. Now she was leaving the consequences of her actions to others to suffer.Johnson wasn't going to allow any of that."It's not up to me to find out!" He retorted through gritted teeth."Then whose is it?" Madam Felicia asked with a calm and unperturbed gaze."We brought this on ourselves. You can't leave everything to me to figure it out!" Johnson grumbled."What if the time that Darius gave us to fix this mess runs out and I'm not able to come up with results. What do you think Darius would do?""Will he confront just me? Won't be be angry at all of us?" Johnson tried to reason."Hmm." Madam Felicia pondered on Johnson's words.It made sense actually. She knew that she had a large hand to play in everything but she didn't want to have that burden rest on her s
Hannah's question hadn't gone unheard. There simply wasn't anyone to answer as such a question troubled the Morris family with a dilemma about the little fortune they had gathered already.If Darius had ordered them to buy the company back from Mr Churchill, then it meant that they had to buy it back with their money. They couldn't imagine that Darius would be the one to bear the costs after all they had done to him. Thus, the costs fell on them again.If it was before they had bought their house, then they could have still managed to do it but now that they had already spent some of the money on a lavish lifestyle, they were beginning to have second thoughts about it.Johnson's eyes went a little dark as the thought of all his freedom and vacation disappearing from his reach. Hannah also had the same reaction. Madam Felicia noticed their expressions."You idiots." She said suddenly.Johnson and Hannah's head shot up to glare at Madam Felicia with puzzled faces."...you're thinking of
Mr Churchill faced the Morris family while he sat. They couldn't understand why he was smiling the way he did.They didn't expect him to be happy after saying that they wanted to buy their company back from him. But here he was, smiling."Why would you want to do that?" Mr Churchill asked. Despite not being able to hide his smile, he asked out of curiosity.Madam Felicia felt a bit unnerved by his smile so she replied bluntly. "There are a lot of awful rumours going about you and your company Mr Churchill. We can't afford to let our precious company that we worked hard for to be reduced to dust in your own hands."Mr Churchill's smile disappeared. "What rumors are you talking about?" He asked with a scowl on his already wrinkled face. He wanted to look intimidating to them.But they were unaffected by his seemingly scary face. Darius's cool and indifferent face was so scary that it couldn't be compared to the fear that Mr Churchill could make them feel. They were miles apart."You're
In the Charlton company, on the highest floor of the building.There was a mahogany table standing towards the back of an office and on it were some telephones, each of them for different purposes and different offices. There was also a a super computer on the table with a large screen. Some distance away from the table, there was a large bookshelf which contained books.Darius was currently browsing through the books on the shelf in order to find something interesting to read. He had read some of the books on the shelf since he started using the office and he had just returned the last one he was reading.After a while, Darius picked up a new book and walked towards the glass pane of the office and stared outside the glass. The view overlooked the whole territory of the Charlton company and even a major part of the city of Louisville.His impression blue eyes reflected a sense of confidence, bravery and cunning. But underneath the mask, there was a small longing feeling in his chest
The next day. Mr Churchill was back at the Morris household once again. He had had an arrogant and teasing in his face as he sat on the chair he had come to appreciate since their last meeting. The same chair Darius used.He was dressed formally and wore a suit that should have fitted his figure on a normal day. But, he had lost quite some weight so it was a funny sight."So... Have you come finally agreed to my terms?" Mr Churchill asked with a sinister grin as he faced Madam Felicia and Johnson. Hannah was nowhere to be found."Mr Churchill. We're really sorry but we can't take that offer." Johnson said.Mr Churchill's calm face became furious. "What do you mean that you can't take it? Why did you bother calling me here if you weren't going to take me seriously." He made his anger and irritation to be very evident."Take it easy Mr Churchill. We're not trying to waste your time or anyone's time. We're serious about this." Madam Felicia said in a sharp tone. She hated the way he spok
The previous day, Mr Churchill was feeling greatly anxious and nervous such that he was biting his fingers in a a slight fit if panic and nervousness."Why haven't they called me back? Aren't they scared that I'll sell the company off to someone else?" He asked. But all he got in reply was a blank stare from the other person who was in his office, listening to him.It was Philip.Mr Churchill stood up from his chair out of impatience and paced around the office nervously. Philip sat with an aloof and puzzled expression on his face as he watched his father show evident signs of anxiety by muttering to himself continuously."I know that they need the company that's why I refused to agree to their demands and tried to push them into a corner but it doesn't seem like they are in a rush. Or could it be that they were truly just playing around and don't have any money to buy it?" He was biting his teeth and didn't notice Philip getting pissed."Calm down Dad!" He snapped.Mr Churchill glare