The following day, Brielle woke up earlier than yesterday, as as to be able to get work on time. "Who is there?" George asked as he button his shirt. There was no response, he opened the door and saw Brielle. "Good morning." She said and walked past him to get her shoe. George didn't respond and wore his jacket and left the room. "What's with him now, he can't even respond to greeting anymore, did something die up in his ass." She was still wearing her heels when her phone chimed alerting her, that her cab is here. She hurried downstairs and saw George in the kitchen. She breezed pass him."Why is she in such a hurry?" He dropped his cup and followed her outside, he quickened his step when he saw entering a cab. "What is she doing, I was waiting for her to drive to work." The cab zoomed off before he could get to her. "That's it, I will stop trying to be good to her." He muttered to himself and left. Few hours later, Brielle didn't see George in the office yet, she became worr
George stood up pacing round the room. "I want you to do a secret investigation on this company and find the owner, that wrench can't be the owner.""Ok, anything useful from him." "No, he was just blabbing some family information.""Like what?""How he is my brother and my father abandoned her and his mother.""You can't be serious, so he is out for revenge or what?""Something like that.""Do you believe him?""Not until I have spoken to my father." "It will pass." Michael said, patting his back. "Your time it's up, you can go." "So soon." "Just go, we will see tonight." George checked his wrist watch before massaging his forehead as he leaned back on his chair. The sudden abrupt knock on his door, interrupted his thoughts. "Come in." "This needs your signature." Brielle said, dropping a file on his desk. "And you have a meeting with Mr. Black by four, the others you missed today. I rescheduled the important ones to tomorrow. I have sent the time to your email." She avoide
She ignored him and kept quiet."Brielle." George called. She kept as she chose her clothes for the next day and her pajamas. George walked up to her. "Brielle, I understand that you are angry, but you should have picked my call. You don't know the reason I was calling you." "I was closed for the day, so my obligation to you ended for that day." She made to walk past him, and he held her wrist. "Am still your boss, and you have to pick my call whenever I call." "Am sorry sir." She looked everywhere but his face."Brielle, I was so stressed up this morning, I didn't know when I said that.""It's okay, you are my boss." She retorted."I don't mean it that way." "The last I checked, in the contract I signed and I quote. What happens in the office stays in the office, what happens in the house stays in the house. So I beg to ask, what happened to that clause." She said, giving him a questioning look. "I know about that, just listen to me." She kept looking at him, waiting for him to
An hour later, Michael entered George's office as his office door swung open."So, what's the plan?" George asked, throwing the question at him as he took a seat."Alright, here's the deal. Abacus is a great project that many companies would be interested in. We'll turn their own weapons against them. Jeffery will connect to Grot and showcase the Abacus project for sale. We'll sell it to at least three companies, and then we'll push those companies to launch the project as quickly as possible. This will create tension between Fasher and Mr. Brown. What do you think?" Michael explained."It sounds like a solid plan. Are you sure Fasher and Mr. Brown haven't resolved their issues yet?" George inquired."I've checked, the issues are still ongoing. And you'll have to come up with another project that's even more desirable than Abacus, if possible. We can start working on it now, and present it to Mr. Brown before his meeting with Fasher," Michael suggested."He won't accept it, and you kno
How is that good news, and why is there a change of plan?" "Because Yaya caught on to it, and so from this forth, we have to act more like a couple around the house." Brielle stood at her spot staring at him like he had grown two horns. "So get your remaining things let's go, Yaya is waiting for us, let us not keep her waiting." Brielle packed her things."I will carry it." "Thanks, I can help myself." George insisted and carried it. "Why are you acting nice, you know, Yaya is not here, so I don't see a need for this." George was silent, as they got to his room, he arranged her things. His sudden change of behaviour was like a mystery to her. "Let's go." He held her hand as they went down to the dining room to join Yaya. "Have you guys reconciled?" "Yes." George was fast enough to answer. "Elle, don't mind my grandson, he acts stupid sometimes." Yaya said as she hit George's hand that was on the table. As the dinner progressed, Brielle felt a hand on her thighs, she looked down
"Oh, Brielle you are here?""Yes, how are you today?" "Am good, why are you here so late?" She replied, stealing a glance at George. "Good evening Ma'am." "You must be her boss." "Then you be George Barlow." "Yes, it's nice meeting you.""I can't say the same for you." Nana retorted."I know." "Am glad you know that, and what are you doing here?""Nana." Brielle half yelled. "You don't have to be so straight about it. She rolled her eyes at Brielle and turned to face George. "I came with Brielle to come see you." George replied."Margret came today, she kept me company." Margaret is a little girl that lives in their neighborhood, she loves hanging out with Nana and Brielle. Especially when they go to the pack. "She has been asking about you.""You know she had a life, and a lot of things you deprived her from. Her friends and I." "Am sorry, it turned out that way. I didn't mean for it to turn out like that." George said with a sad expression. "Nana,it's time for us to go. I w
"I don't want to talk about him." Brielle replied and returned to her food.The dining became silent for a few minutes, she looked and saw how George was concentrating on his food. It's like her answer took them back to square one, of being in silent company of each other, she was starting to enjoy his company."You know, he was an abusive father." George raised his head at her voice. "You don't have to say it.""He didn't give a penny about me, it has always been grandma. She took over his responsibility""I really admire her resilience, even when he is her son." George butted in "Yes, she took me from him at three, she wasn't always around, but after she came back from one of her trips, and saw me begging my neighbours for food, she cried that day, and since then she didn't allow me to go back to him. She made it her responsibility to take care of me. You know, that man comes every day demanding I go back with him." Brielle laughed trying to hold in her tears. "It's his guts for m
"For what in particular." "I don't know, for everything." She said, rubbing her head."How can you apologize for everything? Are you also apologizing that I dropped you off, or that I sent my regards to your grandmother. I want to know what in particular." "George, please let's not do this.""Ok then." He laid down."George." When he didn't answer her, she called him two times. When there wasn't any reply coming from him. "If you want to snub me fine, go and do that." She took her pillow and left the room."Where do you think you are going to?""None of your business." "It's my business.""Why." She retorted with an angry expression."Because I chose for it to be my business." They stared at each other, before George broke the ice. "Like seriously, you are angry right now. I should be the angry one.""No, tell me shouldn't I be angry, you laid down there ignoring me." "That's because I was angry." "No problem then, maybe when you aren't angry we can talk again, for now I will li