** Omniscient Narrator **Annabel arrives at the publishing house; it was a Tuesday and she was supposed to meet with her doctor for checkup since she couldn’t afford antenatal care, but because she couldn’t get the work done yesterday, she had no other choice but to miss the weekly check-up.Arriving at the second floor where her office was situated, she walked down the hallway, humming in a low voice. She was anxious due to what happened the previous day, and she couldn’t help but wonder if Mr. Wilson was mad at her.Walking into the sales directory office, Anna was welcomed with a big smile from her colleague.“Look who is late again,” she teased.Anna chuckled. “Hey Alia, I thought you would be taking the day off.” She said as she walked towards her colleague’s table.“I wish, not when I have so much to do, only if it was worth our time.” She groaned and shook her head as she rearranged the books on her table.Alia was a pretty young woman, blonde hair, brown eyes and slender j
Annabel returns home from work, mumbling to herself. She is still pissed from getting overworked by her boss, she wished she had someone she could complain to but she didn’t want to tell Jenny in fear of criticism. Jennifer would just remind her of the opportunity she threw away for less.Arriving at the door, she didn’t bother to knock as she had her own pair of keys. She unlocked the door and pushed it open, immediately catching sight of Jennifer in the sitting room.“Hey girl!” she said in a low tone before turning back to lock the door. She was too tired to speak much.“Welcome back.” Jennifer had replied casually.Annabel’s mind was too occupied to notice anything, but as she tossed her handbag to the couch and turned to head for the bathroom, she felt that something was wrong with Jennifer; where did the enthusiasm go? She had to take another look at Jennifer.That was when she noticed the moody look on her friend’s face. Jennifer was usually excited to have her home after work,
** Anna’s POV **I hurried out of the elevator and down to my office; the last thing I wanted was to give Mr. Wilson a reason to fire me. He already made it clear that he now hates me and all he needs is a tiny bity reason to kick me out of the firm and have me replaced, but this job was too valuable to me to give him that chance.I walked into the sales directory department but paused right after I stepped in. I had to look around to make sure I had walked into the right office; what is going on? Were they moving things around or what?I noticed Alia was not in the office, but that was not the confusing thing there, I was puzzled as my desk had been cleared out. My desk was empty, all the files and even my personal items were no longer there.My heart flipped at the sight of that. What does this mean? Did I get fired? I was about to start panicking when I heard footsteps approaching and I turned around to meet Alia.“Hey, look who is here. Did you forget something?” she said excit
The good thing about being the CEO, like I have learnt from Mr. Blackwood himself, was that I could choose to wander off the company whenever I pleased without expecting a repercussion, and I was putting that advantage into good use just a few minutes after learning of my new position.I had quickly gone off for my check-up while expecting a call from Mr. Blackwood, it was almost noon when I walked out of the hospital and Mr. Blackwood was yet to call. The arrogance to just casually buy the company where I work and make me the CEO without even caring to inform me; how legal is that?Shortly after, I dropped out of a cab in front of Blackwood Precious stones and Jewelries, the OG company; I stood there for a few seconds and reminisced on all the memories, I haven’t come around here since the day I threw my job in the sack and even though it was just a month ago, it does feel like a decade.I walked into the company and surprisingly the security guards did not restrict me; in fact, they
My phone rang for the second time and like the previous time, I ignored the call; it was Mr. Blackwood calling. I was still at my new office as I had returned after leaving Max’s company. As much as I queried him, I was happy with my new position as the CEO, now I didn’t have to overwork myself.It was past three pm and so I believed the staff members must have all left since work hours were over, but I stayed back to set things up for my new position, I had to make sure the reports Mr. Wilson had been sending to the CEO’s office were in order and so far, there has been so many discrepancies in the records. It looks like Mr. Wilso has been terrible at his job.But I wouldn’t expect any better. All he does is go around and try to take advantage of the labor market, the hard workers in the company while stealing funds and enriching himself. There has been poor supervision of his work by the previous CEO and so he must have gotten away with all that.My attention was taken away from the
After regaining consciousness, I lay on the bed with my hands folded, draped in a hospital gown. Gosh, I hated it here. Mr. Blackwood returned with a leather bag, he had gotten me new clothes since my previous one had been shredded by that crazy Wilson.I still can’t believe he tried to assault me for turning down his demands, it must have hurt his ego but I never expected him to react that way.“Do you still feel pain?” Mr. Blackwood asked with concern in his eyes.I sighed. “Why? Are you now a Doctor?” I teased.To think of it, this was kinda his fault. I didn’t ask him to buy the company or make me the CEO, he put a target on my back, something I was not prepared for. I understand his intentions were good but sometimes he just needs to take a chill pill and let me carry my cross.Before he could reply, the hospital door opened and the assisting Doctor walked in. I still find it hilarious that he had two doctors attend to me over nothing serious, meanwhile there are patients with mu
** Omniscient Narrator **Jimmy strolls into the bar after a little bit of difficulty; this place was way over his level plus the fact that they didn’t even try to hide the racism. It took a lot of convincing before they could let him in.Looking around, he soon found the lady he was looking for. Dressed in an over exposed gown with her back to him as she sat before the counter, he was dumbstruck for a few seconds. She was really pretty, just like in her online pictures.Jimmy slowly went closer, she was wearing a red hair, obviously synthetic. She had full lips and seductive eyes, although she was heavy on make-up. Her cleavages were struggling to stay put in the tight mini gown with slim straps.“Linda Jules?” he called softly to her attention.With a shot of liquor in her hand, she slowly turned around on the stool to see him. “Who is asking?” she asked in a drowsy voice; no doubt she was drunk this early in the evening.“I am the one who sent the anonymous text to you. You asked
“What are you doing here?” Maxwell asked in a deep voice, it was like he was holding back a rage in him.“Now that is no way to greet your father.” Mr. Forbes replied confidently, wearing a nonchalant expression; at first sight, anyone could tell that he was a no-nonsense man.“Spare me your lectures old man, you are not my father and we share no bond.” Maxwell spat back at him.The ladies kept their distance, almost like they knew better than to interfere. Anna had no idea what kind of a man Peter was, so she thought it was best to stay quiet and observe before choosing if to get involved or not.Mr. Forbes stylishly fixed the wrist buttons of his suit like he was the least bothered by Max’s anger and then he looked up to him. “I doubt a DNA text will validate your claims.” He said and flashed a small smile.Maxwell clenched his fist, his chest boiling in anger. “What are you doing here?” he asked again. “You are not welcome here.”“Okay you two, please calm down, there is no need to