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
Maxwell watched Carla closely and observed her. At first, Carla didn't notice his gaze as she was totally immersed in devouring the food. She was incredibly famished after all.When she had eaten to an extent to not be very hungry, she then took a little notice of her surroundings as her muddled mind had calmed and settled down a little. Then she became anxious and paused with the food. She was still clueless so she glanced at Maxwell skeptically."Why are you doing this?" She finally asked after some initial hesitation.Maxwell smiled faintly. "Why am I helping you?" He asked. "I helped you because of the boss. He sees you as important."Carla flinched at the mention of the boss. Her thoughts became scattered once again.'I said it! Someone like him wouldn't let me go so easily. Is he going to make me his slave?' Carla thought fearfully and tiny droplets of water formed at the corner of her eyes.She didn't know who the boss was so she had always been fearful of him. She had once war
In her entire life, Carla had never been this shocked. It wasn't a mere surprise, it was really a shock to her. She saw Darius approach her and she forgot to breathe for a moment.Her heart lurched in her chest and she felt a wave of emotions crashing over her. The moment Darius came before her, she heard his rough breathing and then she raised her eyes to look at at him. Then her dark eyes met with his pale blue eyes.Darius's gaze seemed to contain a mountain of different emotions and feelings."How have you been?"This question of Darius jolted her out of her reverie and her heart shook again. She couldn't even open up her mouth to answer the question and she ended up staring silently at him.Maxwell who had been seated quietly stood up and retreated from the place. He knew how much Darius had been waiting for this moment so he decided to not ruin it for him. That was why he slipped away quietly.Darius kept his gaze on Carla without minding about Maxwell who extricated himself fro
"Are you the boss of the company?" Carla asked out of curiosity. She had just cried in Darius's arms when he promised to never let go of her once again and he was now seated directly beside her. There was food on the table before them that had been brought by the maids.Carla was still trying to calm her thoughts and didn't even bother to touch the food in front of her. Instead, she held Darius by his arm as she leaned very close to him. It was something that Darius had never experienced from Carla before.It seemed that some things had changed about her. But Darius only appreciated it. The question that bugged Carla the most was why Darius showed up when Maxwell said the boss was coming. She had worked with the anonymous boss for a long while and in the end, she was finding out that Darius was actually the boss? It was unbelievable."Yes." Darius replied with a weird expression on his face.Her eyes went wide and quivered in their sockets. "You're the boss I was working with all th