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
When the maids set the crystal goblets down, they made a soft clink sound that was hard to hear over the roaring fire. The dining room was hauntingly quiet as dangerous glares were fired from both sides of the table.With Maria sitting beside him, Mr. Forbes fiddled with his napkin at the left side of the table, his eyes moving back and forth between the shiny silverware and his son's dark figure across from him.Maxwell's face looked like a storm stuck between two granite hills. His dimmed eyes were narrowed and his jaw was clenched. Annabel sat next to him with her back straight as a board, a bright smile on her face to try and ease up the tension in the room.A feast that was yet to be devoured was left on the table as a silent gift to the growing tension. Under the light of the chandelier, a roasted chicken that smelled like rosemary and wine shone like gold.The full chicken looked crispy and scrumptious, showcasing the cooking skills of the ladies. A circle of roasted veggies,
The silence in the car was awkward as both of them would not stop looking the other way. After the drama at dinner, Mr. Blackwood didn’t even know what to say to Anna, he felt a little bit of embarrassment for starting an argument only to get schooled by his father, after losing the first round of verbal confrontation.To break the silence, he began. “So… What about Jennifer? I haven’t heard of her in a while.Anna hummed with a little smile, reluctance to answer on her face. “You are not the only one having Daddy issues,” she couldn’t resist making fun of him.MB frowned as he turned to her. “What does that mean?”“Well, Jennifer returned home to sort things out with her father. They are also not on good terms, fathers! I am sure you must understand that. After all...”“Do you have something to say to me, Ann?” Mr. Blackwood interrupted.Anna laughed. “Okay, I am sorry, let’s not talk about your father.”“Good, I appreciate it.” He replied with a straight face.“Just out of curiosity
** Anna’s POV **There was a knock on the office door and I let out a sigh, who could it be now? I had resumed work three days after the incident with Mr. Wilson. The company staff seemed pleased with his dismissal and has openly expressed their approval of my decision to fire him.The attack was still an inside thing because I didn’t want to ruin his reputation, just the top staff knew what really happened that led to his dismissal.“Come in,” I muttered after the second knock.The door was pushed open and a delivery man walked in. I immediately recognized him, he was the same guy that had delivered the car to me when I got employed by Mr. Blackwood.“Hi Ma’am, nice to see you again.” He said with a small smile as he strolled in.I returned a warm smile of my own. “Hey… is there a delivery for me?” I asked as my eyes scanned the content of the box in his hand.“Yes, these are for you.” he replied and then he brought out a flower vase and an envelope.I groaned. “Did Mr. Blackwood se