Allen was walking through the corridors of the space in the company when his phone rang. Those passing by quickly bowed to greet him with fright in their heart, some had never seen his face before so this was the first time. Allen had been appearing quite well in the company because of the business-related issues so his handsome facials were recognized. "Oh my, he is so handsome even more than Mr. Stephen." The ladies whispered amongst themselves as he walked by. Allen neglected their whispers and answered the call, what followed was the screams of someone. "HELP. ME. ALLEN. YOUR. BROTHER. HAS. GONE. TOTALLY. BERSERK. I. DON'T. THINK. DRAKE. INJECTED. HIM. WITH. A. LOT. OF... WHATEVER. IT. IS CALLED. "Bert screamed and the sounds of some things clashing against one another could be heard. Hezekiah's laugh could be heard as well. Allen shut the door to his office after he entered. He sat down and loosened his tie. "Give the phone to Hezekiah. " He ordered. "Hey, bro. How ar
Jane finished her class for the day and decided to take a short break. She grabbed her phone and went online, she shouldn't miss out on the latest update in school, right? Immediately after her data was on, Allen's picture dropped instantly on her message board and her eyes widened. "Hmm?" "What's this?" She mumbled and quickly clicked on it. What she saw almost made her scream-the famous Allen Ryan was opening his teeth wide in pictures that made him look weird.Was he trying to smile? That wasn't how to smile! She scolded in her brain but knowing the type of person he was, smiling was one of the hardest things to do for him. Jane shook her head amusingly and saved the picture. She was still going to talk with him about this. There were quite fascinating features that she was just discovering from him.While still meditating on Allen, John came along to meet the ladies with a classic grin. "Hello there, ladies." Mira rolled her eyes apparently and scoffed. "What are you doing
Bert was walking down the street with Hezekiah beside him- rather behind him. The latter was staring at the houses and everywhere else with surprise. He looked like a five-year-old visiting Disney World for the first time. He would join his two palms together and stare at something he considered very amazing for a long time until Bert would have to come from a distance just to get him. "Can you please focus on the road? It's annoying and I just can't come from a distance to start looking for you. I can't be looking for you all the time!" Bert scolded him and pulled him along by his collar in anger. "Hey, watch how you speak to me. I ain't your senior for no reason." Hezekiah retorted while being dragged across the street. "What's wrong in having to admire things that I have never seen before?" Hezekiah finally asked after he was released. Bert stopped walking and placed a palm on his forehead to show how stressed he was regarding Hezekiah's bloody issue.He faced him, "Bruh, you c
Kyle was holding a mug of coffee in his hand while the other one was gripping his phone. He was taking a look at the architectural designs on the internet. He would stand up for a while and then sit down.When he couldn't get anything pass into his brain, he relented and just rolled up his sleeves, staring at the change of colors in his vein. How was he supposed to survive this? There was nothing that was working according to plan.Drake was trying his best, this was what he understood yet the survival instincts were greater than any other thing. He didn't notice Charlotte's arrival in his office until she was beside him and was staring at his arm. "What's wrong, Kyle?" She asked softly and with a fast reflex, he pulled down his sleeve and turned around quickly. On seeing Charlotte, he frowned but the girl wasn't looking at his expression rather, his once-exposed veins caught her attention. "Why are your veins..." "Miss Charlotte, stay away from me." He interrupted sternly a
"I keep saying it, babe but people think that I am being skeptical or even stupid at first. If only you were there to see the eyes she was giving me...it was more of a witch look like alike. She is pretentious and that is what I can assure you of...fake as well." Isabella ranted to her friend. Babe was sitting with her legs crossed and a drink in her hand. She was propping her neck a bit forward with her hand under her chin, giving it a gentle stroke. "So you are not being jealous?" Isabella scoffed and remove the few strands blocking her view. She put them behind her ears afterward. "Why would I be? I had him all to myself last night and that's enough for me. She was the one who was jealous and somehow challenged me. Can you believe that?" Babe sighed and drank the content from her cup until it was empty. "Well, you brought this upon yourself in the first place. You provoked her so... Uhm... that is the result. However, this is somehow a good thing on your part because you have
"It's okay. You can drop me off here." Babe said with a meek voice. "Yes, ma'am," Eric answered and pressed on the brakes. He parked the car beside the road and unlocked the car. Babe looked at the rearview mirror affectionately and with a flirt in her eyes. "Thank you." "You are welcome."Babe then looked at her friend. Isabella was staring at the window. She had been mad about her friend's choice of a man and refused to speak with her.Babe smiled, "Sweetheart, let's talk when you are done being angry. Don't forget to do as I told you." She winked and exited the office.She later waved before disappearing from their sight. "I believe that we are heading home, Miss Isabella." Eric looked at her through the rearview mirror. She locked eyes with him but hers was spiteful. "Where else are we supposed to head to? A hotel?" Eric blinked and looked away from her. "I am very sorry." "Sorry for yourself." She hissed and later closed her eyes. The ride back to the mansion was si
Jane was dressing up in her room. She had no classes for the day and was less busy. She glanced at her phone when the screen turned on and it happened to have been a message from Charlotte. "I won't be available for now, darling. Please, let's shift the meeting to the evening. I promise to meet you by six pm, okay?" Jake sighed. For the past few days, they had been distant from each other and she didn't like it. Even though she understood why and the reasons were valid...she just didn't like it. So she decided to take another challenge for herself.Jane looked at herself in the mirror and was satisfied with her dress before exiting the room. She met Ruth downstairs and smiled. "Grandmother, hello." "Hello, my dear. How are you? Where are you heading to?" "I am going out with a friend. I won't stay long. I might probably go alone but it's still okay." She answered. "That's good my dear. I am also heading out for a meeting. I was even worried that you would be lonely at home see
Ruth clapped for Jane as she made her way to their front. She was going to try playing the guitar that she bought for them. Isabella was sitting as well with her legs crossed but she pretended not to care, she was scrolling through her phone - the latest entertainment news was very important to her. "Can you at least listen to know what she is singing? She is in the same circle as you." Ruth scolded her and snatched the phone from her hand. "Come on, grandma. She isn't a world-playing artist that deserves so much of my attention." She answered with annoyance. Ruth overlooked it anyway. "Try to lower your pride. It's gonna take you places you have never imagined." The aged woman answered.Jane watched their conversation with a smile and went ahead to sing the song, "HAPPY" by "PHARRELL WILLIAMS" While singing this song, Allen entered the mansion and stopped to look at her.Jane was not aware of his entrance because she was smiling and dancing along while Paul and Ruth vibed a