. . . "I'm afraid this meeting will be adjourned. But keep in mind you all that this spectacle or whatever you'd call this that just unravelled before us didn't change my decision or the way I see my son. I still choose and will make Lorenzo the chairman of this organization and you should all find a way to live with that. As the majority shareholder that owns more than 50% of this company's outstanding shares... My mind is already made up and I hope you'd all respect that. That would be all for today." He had to find a way to convince his son all over again, he thought, running after him. "That was such a sight." The Assemblyman ridiculed, drawing back his seat as his archenemy Thurlow did the same. They were preparing to leave when the senator called them back, gesturing them to sit back down since he wasn't done. Knowing what they shared they respected him by doing so without much of a delay. Deu cleared his throat. "I'm aware I outdid you guys on your cunning scenes to bring
..."Young man. You simply can't walk out on me when I'm not done talking. Seat your ass back down." He ordered in his power-crazed tone.Lorenzo turned and shot him a cold stare. "You seem to have forgotten. I am a full-grown man and not a small boy whom you can order around and bid to obey all your commands. I can make my own decisions and that's exactly what I'm doing. I refuse to be the head of this organization. My brother will be so glad to have that position... All you have to do is say the word." Webster cut him off with a slam of his fists on the table. "You will listen to me. As your father, I know what's best for all of you. No one else is fit for that title except you. I won't give up on that. I won't give in to you or your power-hungry brother who is highly mischievous and extremely dangerous when he's provoked. How could someone like that possibly lead this firm? Atkins had done a lot of bad...," Knowing he'd spilt enough secrets out in the open, he slammed his lips s
...Deucalion was in his secret room, playing golf to burn some steam. He'd been exasperated ever since the news of the goods worth millions of his sweat and blood had sunk on its way, his thoughts had been all over the place. He'd lost both interest and capital with nothing at all to show for it. To say he was boiling inside would be an understatement since it was way more than furious.The game he thought would help wasn't helping as he yanked out his handkerchief, wiping beads of perspiration off his wrinkled face. He sighed and flung the club. Here has been his secret hangout whenever his head is crowded or if he has a private business to run without his family being aware of it. Except for his three childhood friends; Flaghanan, Thurlow and Webster whom he had worked with for the past fifteen years, no one else was authorized to come into this room.A knock came in shortly."Come on in." Deu offered the person inside in an offhanded manner. He knew who it was without even steal
...Lorenzo woke up early the next day. He was extremely excited, without knowing the reason behind it. He'd slept over it and had concluded that the only person that could possibly snap those pictures without getting caught inside this premises was the slut from last time. No other person could break into his house with this amount of security.His instincts were never wrong even when he was wasted. If he remembered it precisely he'd felt this strange aura around her. Not that it mattered anymore. He should be exasperated for being used in her game of pity but he wasn't. Why would he, when it was apparent the woman was also a victim in the deceptive scheme to ruin him, psychologically and otherwise? His image meant everything to his egotistical self.Scoffing, he shook his head, increasing the song's volume as he wrapped the towel around his waist. He hummed the music, flicking his fingers and moving his head to the rhythm of the hip-hop music.He switched on the shoulder and had
... A few days later Lorenzo was in his room. He was done bathing and was standing in the mirror trying to put on some clothes. His thoughts went off to the heart-to-heart call he had with his father a few days before. He remembered his Dad notifying him of how the thick-skinned senator put in a good word to the other executives on his behalf. Deucalion had convinced them to give him at least a chance to show his worth and zeal. The news had been baffling enough when he heard it since the man he knew would never do so. Not after taking pictures of his personal life behind his back.How despicable.Deplorable.To give him the benefit of the doubt, he might have done that to keep him in check. Who knows how his twisted mind worked?However, he came to the realisation that he'd cared less about his reasons and neither was he planning on reading his mind. But he had to say he'd been making appropriate plans since then regarding this very day. The day of his inauguration.
...Lorenzo's eyes went all over the place as he drove in. He looked for an empty joint where he could park his car. Turning off the engine and climbing out, he helped me out. I dropped Miguel on his feet, helping him stand as I grabbed his tiny wrist. Making him walk was also part of the learning process. With time my baby should be able to walk without holding on to me for support. I thought."Hell!" The place was crowded with the paparazzi and reporters who came for the big event as well. As soon as the security men keeping watch at the door saw us they led us in.The reporters started capturing the moments as they bombarded him with questions even when the guards tried to stop them. "What is the first thing you hope to achieve as soon this position gets handed to you, Mr. Cordero?" The first reporter asked but got no response."As the next Chairman of one of the biggest companies in Holland. How do you plan to delegate....," He was still asking when he got pushed aside but they
...Lorenzo drove into his compound and parked the car, helping me and our child out. He intertwined our fingers together as we walked inside the living room before he slowly let go, staring me in the eyes."Today has been hectic for the two of us. I believe you deserve some rest. You performed, exceptionally. I'm sure they're all convinced we're together." He remarked, smiling.I swallowed hard, deciding not to let his words get to me. It was all a performance to begin with, after all. So why did I think otherwise? I forced a smile out of my lips as I bid him goodnight. As I turned to climb the stairs straight to my bedroom, he held me back, intertwining his hands with little Miguel."My little fella. Father is happy to see you growing day by day. I'm starting work tomorrow and I'm afraid I will no loy be there for you and your mother, constantly like I'm required to. Regardless, I'll try to make time out of my busy schedule to come running back whenever the need arises. That's a p
...Morning.Lorenzo who was deep asleep was awakened by the irritating sound of the alarm. He slammed it face down on the counter, lying back down. But it didn't stop there, when the blaring sound of the alarm came again he dragged himself up. Hissing and folding his sleeves. He was so exhausted the previous night to the very extent that he was unaware he'd gone off to sleep without changing outfits.He climbed off the bed, checking the time. The timer alarm was to ring every three hours since he knew how hard it was to wake him up when he was deep asleep.It was barely five in the morning. What the fuck!? He hasn't woken up in such a time like forever. As far as he could remember... His college days were the only time he'd woken up such early. Now he'd found a new life. A work worth waking up in such an hour for, he was more than ready."As the first day at work, I should be early." He said to himself, yanking off his clothes. He stepped into the bathroom and tidied himself up. St