Steven must devise a strategy to remove Ethan from his position, and he recognizes that only one individual can assist him in carrying out his nefarious scheme: his elder sister, Jane. He contacts her and shares the recent developments at his workplace.
"Hello big sis," Steven greets. "Hi little bro, how's your day going?" Jane asks. "I'm not doing well," Steven replies. "Why aren't you well, what's bothering you?" Jane inquires. "It's about work," Steven responds. "Hmm, what about work?" Jane questions, intrigued. "Remember that new guy Ethan who got promoted recently?" Steven asks. "Yes, I remember him, what's going on?" Jane queries. "Unfortunately, he got another promotion, while I'm still stuck in my old role. I haven't even been promoted once, and if this keeps up, he'll soon be my manager, making my life difficult," Steven explains. "My goodness, that's troubling. This is a serious matter; what do you need from me?" Jane asks. "I need your guidance. I recall you were once in my situation and managed to resolve it, so I need you to help me figure this out too, as I can't remain stagnant forever," Steven clarifies. "Alright, the way I got promoted is a secret, but I’ll share it with you since you're my brother. Today is your day off, so why not come over to my place for a private chat?" Jane insists. "Okay, I'll be there shortly," Steven says as he drives to Jane's house without hesitation. When he arrives, Jane is already sitting and waiting for him. She quickly explains how she maneuvered her way past a colleague to attain her current position, and then she tells him what he should do in his situation. "Now, pay attention; you need to frame him," Jane advises. "What! Are you serious? He'll find out it was me!" Steven retorts. "He won’t know unless you choose to tell him," Jane replies. "What do you mean?" Steven quickly asks. "It's simple; just act nice to him and get close, maybe even pretend to be friends. That's the only way to set him up and remove him from your path," Jane explains. "But I don't want to associate with him," Steven protests. "I'm not suggesting you become genuine friends; it's just part of the plan, so you won't be suspected when the framing occurs. He won't think of you as a threat because he’ll see you as a friend," Jane clarifies. After a brief silence, Steven considers the idea and finds it appealing. He says, "Wow, I think I like this plan. So when should I start befriending him, and what should I frame him for?" "Start being friends as soon as you get to work. As for what to frame him for, that’s up to you, and you shouldn’t ask me that when you work in the bank. Take my advice: use what you have to get what you want," Jane advises. "I like the sound of that, but I hope this works," Steven responds. "Trust me, my plans always succeed. Just ensure it's not obvious when you're getting close so he won't suspect anything; just act natural around him," Jane advises. "Of course, I won't make it obvious. Trust me, that’s why I say you're the best sister in the world," Steven says as he hugs Jane. "I know, right? Just stop flattering me," Jane laughs. "Haha, but you enjoy it when I do," Steven chuckles. "Yeah, still, you need to be sincere with him. Share something about yourself so he knows you're serious about the friendship," Jane instructs. "Alright, and actually, I’ve been a bit of a nuisance to him at work, but for the last two weeks, I haven’t bothered him because I was tired of it all. Yet, he keeps progressing while I remain stagnant, so I figured I needed a strategy and you were my only option, big sister," Steven expresses. "That’s enough already. Just follow my instructions, and let him know you haven’t been bothering him lately because you’ve changed. If possible, apologize for being jealous and immature, then you'll see, you'll be on top," Jane advises. "Wow, you're a great sister! I will follow your advice, but I should head off now," Steven says. "Oh come on, stay for dinner; I made your favorite dish," Jane invites. Steven smiles, nods, and says, "Alright, I’ll stay." Meanwhile, Angela and Ethan are on another date, but Angela feels uneasy because he hasn't asked her to be his girlfriend, even though she feels it's been long enough. Many thoughts race through her mind. "Why won't he just ask me to be his girlfriend already? I've liked him for ages, but nothing has happened. Could he just be playing me as Cynthia said? Oh, Ethan, you occupy my thoughts," Angela ponders. Noticing her change in mood, Ethan asks, "Angela, are you alright?" She clears her throat and replies, "Of course, I’m fine." "However, you've been quiet since we arrived. You haven't even ordered anything," Ethan observes. "Um, I just don’t feel like eating right now. I have too much on my mind; I just came out with you for some fresh air," Angela responds. "Alright, if that's what you say," Ethan replied. He then lifted her spirits with a story, making her laugh. Once again, Angela enjoyed a delightful date with her crush. "It's getting late, Ethan; I really need to go home now," Angela said. "Sure, I should drive you back," Ethan responded quickly. Ethan took her home, and they exchanged goodbyes. As soon as Angela stepped into her apartment, she remembered that she hadn't spoken to her best friend Cynthia since her first date with Ethan, so she called to share how it went. Cynthia answered right away, as if she had been waiting for the call. "Hey, girlfriend," Angela greeted. "Hi, Angie, you finally decided to call after disappearing on me for about two weeks," Cynthia said with a hint of disappointment."Oh no, I'm sorry! I got carried away with my new friend Ethan, I guess," Angela says apologetically. " "It's all good, apology accepted. I probably would have done the same in your shoes. So, how was your date with Mr. Perfect?" Cynthia asked eagerly. "It was great! He showed up, and we chatted; girl, it was a blast," Angela replied cheerfully. "I'm happy to hear that! So, did you two share a kiss?" Cynthia inquired. "Ah, Cynthia, it's too soon for that! Ethan's a real gentleman, and even if he wanted to kiss me, I wouldn't allow it. I'm not that kind of girl, you know," Angela clarified. "Haha, relax; I was just teasing," Cynthia chuckled back. "We actually went on a second date today, and I'm just returning. I thought about you, so I decided to call," Angela explained. Hearing this, Cynthia rolled her eyes and asked, "Wait, you've already gone out on a second date?" "Yeah, after our first date, we became closer and ended up talking on the phone, sharing stories. So, we deci
cleaner at work," Ethan admitted. "A cleaner?" Alfie questioned. "Yes, a cleaner. Is there something wrong with that?" Ethan challenged. "Mate, come on, with all the girls interested in you, why would you choose a cleaner?" Alfie asked. "Hahaha, Alfie, her being a cleaner doesn't mean I can't date her. Look, I'm not dating her for what she does but for who she is. If circumstances were different, she wouldn't be a cleaner because she has great potential," Ethan explained with a laugh. "Wow, I like that. Just be careful she doesn't take your money and run," Alfie advised. "Haha, she won't. Thanks for looking out, mate," Ethan chuckled appreciatively. "No problem, mate," Alfie responded. "Well, I need some sleep. You should get some too," Ethan said with a laugh. "Sure, just need to clear my head a bit," Alfie replied. "Oh, I just remembered - there's food in the freezer. You can microwave it for yourself," Ethan mentioned. "I should serve myself? Seriously?" Alfie replied.
Ethan didn’t say anything else; he just smiled as he ended the call It was 4:00 PM again, and once more, there were no Steven problems. Ethan was puzzled as to why Steven had suddenly calmed down, since the Steven he knew wouldn't allow him any peace or relaxation, but now he seemed different. Ethan planned to ask Steven about his well-being on Monday, as today was all about Angela. “This is strange; I’ll check in with Steven since it’s been two weeks since he bothered me. I need to find out what’s going on,” Ethan spoke to himself. Once home, Ethan got ready to meet Angela. He wanted to catch her off guard, so he didn’t call ahead. Plus, if he was to ask her to be his girlfriend, he wanted to ensure she was as genuine inside as she appeared outside. Ethan drove to Angela's apartment, and fortunately, she always did her thorough cleaning on Fridays, so her place was spotless this Friday as well. She was watching a movie on her phone since she didn’t own a television when
appeared on the surface because that might undermine her, so he just claimed he wanted to surprise her. "Haha, Angela, like I mentioned before, I only wanted to surprise you, and the pranks were part of that surprise," Ethan chuckled. "Okay, but this unexpected visit is a bit concerning. Anyway, it’s fine; so how was work?" Angela inquired. "Work is very good; hey, I have some news for you," Ethan said. "Oh, I love news!" Angela responded eagerly. Then he began to share the story. "You remember Steven, the one I’ve told you about who has been giving me issues at work?" Ethan asked. "You mean the one who always annoys you at work?" Angela queried. "Exactly!" Ethan exclaimed. "What about him? Was he fired?" Angela asked. "Fired? No, far from it!" Ethan replied. "Then what is it? I'm so curious to know," Angela insisted. "You won’t believe it, but for the past two weeks, he hasn’t bothered me," Ethan explained. "Wow, are you serious?" Angela asked. "Yeah, he’s changed," Eth
"Wow, I appreciate your honesty and that you didn't mislead me to impress me. By the way, action and romance are my favorites too, but I rarely get to watch them because of work," Ethan added. "Now that we're together, we can enjoy them," Angela said. "That sounds amazing," Ethan agreed. Ethan gazed at Angela, and she licked her lips. He asked, "What are you thinking about?" "Well, I'm still curious why you pretended to be a delivery guy and sounded just like one," Angela queried. "I had a feeling you'd ask that, and I've prepared an answer for you. I was a delivery man," Ethan revealed. "Seriously?" Angela replied, intrigued. "Yes! After graduating, there were no jobs, and that was the only offer I received. I took it, but it was so exhausting that I reconsidered and applied to the bank. Luckily, I got in, so I quit the delivery job and became a banker," Ethan explained. "Wow, that's impressive! You're lucky to have landed a bank job. By the way, what did you major in?" Angel
"Well, he asked me yesterday, and I intended to share the good news with you later, but since you are here now, you already know," Angela responded with a smile. "Hmm, yesterday, and you accepted so quickly?" Cynthia inquired. "Come on, do not perceive it that way. I have been anticipating this for a long time; you should be happy for me," Angela explained. "Alright, I understand, and I am happy for you as well. It is just that your prompt acceptance raises some concerns and..." Cynthia began to say, but Angela interrupted. "And what? Do you think perhaps I am not worthy of him, or that he simply wants to use me?" Angela asked sadly. "That is not my intention; I merely care about your well-being. I apologise," Cynthia replied. "No, it is quite alright. I appreciate your concern, but trust me, you will come to like Ethan once you get to know him better," Angela insisted. "I only came to check on you," Cynthia said. "That is very kind of you," Angela responded. "Take c
“I conducted inquiries later and discovered that she had been working at that club for a year. Consequently, I felt compelled to end the relationship, realising that during those times she had claimed to be at church, she was actually at the club performing her erotic dance. That is how the relationship concluded,” Ethan elaborated. “Indeed, that is quite distressing. I am truly sorry to hear that,” Angela expressed. “I have not shared this experience regarding Patricia with anyone else, as it would likely come across as amusing and foolish,” Ethan admitted. “Then why did you choose to confide in me?” Angela inquired. “Nothing in particular; I merely thought you ought to be aware of her,” Ethan replied. “Very well, what about the second one?” Angela asked. “Her name was Freya; she was exceptionally beautiful. Unfortunately, I caught her cheating on me with someone she claimed was her cousin. I loved her dearly and fell ill following our breakup, but life persists, and I moved on
"Hmm, I do not understand; what has prompted this sudden change?" Ethan inquired. "I realised that bothering you and causing you distress has been detrimental to my own well-being, which is why I have ceased," Steven clarified. "Is that so?" Ethan asked, amusement evident in his tone. "Indeed, and allow me to surprise you further: I am also here to propose that we put our past behind us and strive for something positive. I must sincerely apologise for all the trouble I have caused you," Steven declared. Ethan was astonished; he could scarcely believe that Steven had made such a statement. He managed to utter, "Wow." "I am here to make amends so that we can become friends. I no longer wish to remain your enemy; instead, I would like us to be good friends. If I have wronged you or said anything that caused you distress, I am truly sorry and am committed to behaving appropriately from this point forward," Steven apologised. Ethan could hardly believe his ears; he even had to rub hi
that something was amiss. "My love, have you been crying? Your eyes are swollen, and your face appears dull," Angela remarked. "There is something I need to discuss with you," Ethan stated. "Please, speak to me; I am here to listen," Angela encouraged. Ethan began, "Do you recall the issue regarding one of our regular VIP customers that I mentioned yesterday?" "You mean the VIP client who was defrauded of five billion pounds?" Angela responded. "Precisely," Ethan confirmed. "What about him?" Angela asked swiftly. "I have been accused of defrauding him of that amount," Ethan revealed. "What?!" Angela exclaimed. Ethan began to weep. "Did you not explain your innocence to them?" Angela asked. "I did, but they refused to listen," Ethan declared. "Who do you mean by 'they'?" Angela inquired. "The bank manager and the board of directors," Ethan replied. "Is that the source of your distress?" Angela asked. Ethan swallowed hard and responded, "No, that is not the only issue; I
explain that I had been framed, but they refused to listen. They even inquired about the current balance in my bank account. When I provided the information, they checked my balance and discovered that the five billion pounds were in my account, leading them to conclude that I was a thief," Ethan explained through tears. "Oh my goodness, this is unbelievable," Alfie exclaimed. "The most frustrating part was that when I entered my details in their presence, I was able to log in successfully, which exacerbated the situation. I shouted that there had been a misunderstanding," Ethan recounted. "Did they not believe you?" Alfie asked. "They did not believe me; they accused me of fabricating stories. I even suggested they consult Steven, who could corroborate my account, as he was present when I attempted to access my account," Ethan said. "Did he support your claims?" Alfie questioned. "Yes, he did. He informed them of what he witnessed," Ethan explained. "And what did he say?" Alfi
I am allowing you to leave without charges, not out of leniency, but to prevent this matter from escalating further and to avert jeopardising our branch’s operations. We have concluded that you are to be fired. So Ethan, you are fired!” Ethan was taken aback, rendered speechless by the proclamation. Numerous discussions had transpired, leading to the consensus that Ethan should be terminated to mitigate potential risks, as they were uncertain of his future actions. Ethan wept and pleaded for a second chance, saying, "Sir, please allow me the opportunity to prove my innocence." "It is already too late for that, Ethan. However, all your bank accounts will be frozen for six months, and the car and house that the bank provided will also be seized as a consequence of your actions, rather than facing imprisonment," the bank manager stated. The bank confiscated everything, leaving Ethan with nothing, prompting him to weep like a child as he begged for another chance to demonstrate his i
"I have proof that I am innocent, I was unable to access my computer since yesterday, and my laptop was not functional when I returned home either. Steven can attest to this, as he was in my office yesterday, and I am pleased that he is present," Ethan stated. The bank manager then turned to Steven and asked, "Steven, is he telling the truth?" This was the moment Steven had been anticipating, as he wished to testify as a witness, and he finally had the opportunity. "That depends on the nature of the truth you are inquiring about, sir," Steven replied. "Were you with him yesterday at his office while he was attempting to log in as he claims?" the bank manager asked. "Yes, sir, I was present," Steven confirmed. Wyatt interjected, "At what exact time was he trying to log in unsuccessfully?" "At noon, after the incident had already occurred," Steven clarified. "It is noted here that our VIP customer, Samuel, was debited at precisely 8:15 AM, and your colleague Ethan was unable to
as the computer he relied on was malfunctioning, Ethan signed out and returned home. Steven felt elated, as he was nearing victory. When Ethan arrived home, he appeared frustrated and despondent. "Welcome home, my love. What troubles you?" Angela inquired. Ethan looked at her and, in a mumbling tone that reflected his sadness, explained, "One of my top VIP clients had five billion pounds stolen, and no one knows who is responsible. Everyone is doing their part, including me, but each time I attempt to assist, the network logs me out." "Oh, I am sorry to hear that. Perhaps you could use your laptop," Angela suggested. Ethan remained silent, as he preferred not to speak when feeling down. However, he opened his laptop to log in, only to discover that he could not access it. "I cannot even access my username and password anymore; I receive a message stating that my username and password do not exist," Ethan expressed. "Hmm, that is peculiar. You might try logging in using mine,"
“I trust you are all aware of our VIP client Samuel's report of fraud. I would like each of you to halt whatever tasks you are currently undertaking and trace the transactions on his account from today. Here are his details, and I expect all of you to report back to me before the end of the day,” the bank manager commanded. Ella then asked, “Excuse me, sir, but what amount are we investigating?” “Good question. Five billion pounds was withdrawn from his account at precisely 8:15 AM today,” the bank manager replied. “Oh my goodness, who would dare to steal such a significant sum from a VIP client? That is utterly despicable,” Ella remarked. “That is precisely what we aim to uncover, so I require everyone's full attention,” the bank manager stated before walking away. Steven felt a sense of satisfaction, though he pondered why he had chosen to use a VIP customer’s funds to frame Ethan; the rationale was known only to him. An announcement was made instructing all customers to leave
However, after waiting for two hours for a refund without success, he realised the situation had escalated beyond control. He hurried to the bank to lodge a complaint and safeguard his funds. Upon entering the bank, Samuel vociferously addressed the customer service staff, "I was debited a substantial sum this morning, and I cannot recall authorising any transactions. I have waited for two hours for a refund, yet to no avail. If you are aware of what has occurred regarding my money, I suggest you initiate the refund process immediately; otherwise, I shall pursue legal action against this bank." The customer service employees were taken aback, and one staff member, Ella, promptly responded, "Sir, please calm down and explain to us exactly what transpired, as your agitation is causing confusion. We are all perplexed and unaware of the situation." "Do not instruct me to calm down; my money was stolen this morning, and you expect me to remain composed? Are you out of your mind?" Samuel
when?" Jane pressed. "From the very beginning," Steven responded. "Hmm, so you mean you have been sharing all our discussions and plans with your girlfriend, Susan?" Jane interrogated. "Yes," Steven confirmed. "Why? This was meant to remain between us," Jane remarked. "Well, if you must know, she was the one who pointed out that I was being overlooked for promotion, and she instilled in me a sense of animosity towards Ethan," Steven elucidated. "So you are saying that your girlfriend, Susan, has been the architect of your resentment towards Ethan and encouraged you to eliminate him to assume his position?" Jane asked, somewhat incredulous. "Yes, big sister, and she has consistently supported any decision I make," Steven replied. "Very well, but is she trustworthy? You are aware that if anyone discovers we are responsible after your plans are executed, we will face dire consequences?" Jane inquired. "Yes, I trust her completely; she will not divulge anything to anyone, not eve
my love, but I lack the energy to cook. Why not purchase some food on your way home?" Angela suggested. "Please, I understand your reluctance towards him, but for my sake, I implore you," Ethan pleaded. "Very well, I shall prepare something before your return, but only because of you," Angela clarified. "Thank you immensely; that is why I cherish you," Ethan gratefully remarked. After work, Ethan and Steven went to his residence. Steven felt a surge of envy upon witnessing the beauty and spaciousness of Ethan's home. "Very soon, all of this will be lost," Steven mused inwardly. "Welcome to my humble abode; please, have a seat," Ethan invited. Steven smiled and settled into a chair, feigning comfort as if he held no animosity towards Ethan. Ethan then called out, "My love, I am home!" Angela emerged from the kitchen, radiantly beautiful as always. "Oh my goodness, I did not hear you arrive; nevertheless, you are welcome. How was work?" Angela inquired, bestowing a kiss upon