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
'What?' Mr Churchill was surprised when he heard some unexpected things.As Mr Churchill walked out of the house of the Morris family residence, he heard the laughter that they released and became incensed.After the whole deal was completed, Mr Churchill realised that his actions would have definitely looked strange and desperate. It was obvious that he was in a bug pinch and was desperate for the money. He had first thought that Johnson and Madam Would be the first to concede and accept his proposal but that didn't happen.He had been forced to let go of his greedy stubbornness and sell the company because of his situation.Yet, despite having finally gotten the money, he was being laughed at in mockery and his chest burned with a feeling of revenge and payback. But first things had to come first.Mr Churchill returned to his company. And with the money that he had just procured, he was able to set his company back on the right track once again. He called the investor who had been a
"Start talking." Philip demanded with a contorted face and a harsh voice as he took solid and loud steps towards Carla who shrunk back in fright with a pale face.The immediate compound of Philip's house was quite big so Carla had some room to back off to. There were some flower pots beautifully arranged by the sides of the wall."Wh-what?!" Carla stuttered even as she fearfully retreated from Philip's terrifying figure. She was confused at what Philip meant."Don't pretend like you don't know!" Philip growled. He advanced faster than Carla could retreat and grabbed her hand violently while he stood opposite her and looked into her eyes with a crazy light of madness flashing in his eyes as he peered into her.Ow! Carla whimpered at the small pain she felt as Philip grabbed her hands with a strong grip."I don't know what you're talking about." She confessed in a pleading tone with water in her eyes."You don't know?" The madness in Philip's eyes burned hotter and he yanked Carla's han
"Who are you people?" Carla asked.She hadn't been able to resist the men as they bundled her and threw her into the vehicle as she happened to be out of breath from her attempt at escape. She had calmed down to catch her breath for some moments before asking the most important question to her at that moment.But there was no answer. Fear gripped Carla's heart.She took a cursory glance at the men who sat with her inside the van. They were sturdy men with moderately large stature and they were dressed in fitted tuxedos with black shades on their faces. It was clear they worked for someone. There was no visible emotion written on their faces either.Carla became more scared. 'Arr they from Philip?' She thought bitterly.'My efforts have been in vain. Of course what was I thinking?' Carla thought inwardly and began to cry. She didn't bother to stile her wailing or wipe the tears from her eyes and cried out loudly.The two burly men who were guarding her stared at each other. But their e