"I don't think it's necessary. If you are here to talk about love, then we have to call it a day." Anabel said."It's okay. But can we be friends? I will like to be a friend. We can get to work in the future. Like collaboration or something like that." Sylvester said, and Anabel stared at him. He looked rich and smart, qualified to have her personal number."I will give you my number, but don't disturb me. I'm a busy person." Anabel said and gave him her number. Sylvester smiled, he have taken a step to get Anabel. He knew he wouldn't fail.Days passed and he began to send love messages. Anabel would read and ignore. She didn't want to give him any chance...A week later, Anabel's father handed one of his companies to her. "You will become the acting CEO. If you survive, you will have the company." It was an automobile company. An electric car that was working with an advanced driver's assistant system, just like Zacklid group. She was happy and ready to move it to another level..
Anabel smiled, feeling a sense of relief wash over her. "Thank you, Sylvester. I really appreciate it."Twenty minutes later, a tall, lanky guy with a messy beard and a mop of curly hair walked into Anabel's office. He was dressed in a pair of ripped jeans and a faded t-shirt, and he looked like he had just rolled out of bed."Hey, sorry I'm late," he said, extending a hand to Anabel. "I'm Max."Anabel shook his hand, trying not to stare at his disheveled appearance. He doesn't look like a professional. He looked like an indoor hacker who couldn't bag a job. "Nice to meet you, Mr. Max. Thank you for coming."Max nodded and turned to Sylvester. "What is the problem?""Mr. Jenkins will tell you everything." Sylvester said, and Jenkins explained everything to him.When Jenkins finished, Max nodded. "I think I can resolve it. Can you show me the system?"Mr. Jenkins led Max to the server room, and Anabel followed, curious to see what Max would do.For the next thirty minutes, Max worked hi
"I think Sylvester is right. This company needs the best man, and I think it will be nice if we take Mr. Max." Anabel said."But what about Mr. Jenkins, the current head of the IT department?" The manager asked. "Will you fire him?""I understand your concerns, Mr. Mike," Anabel said with a gentle voice. "But I have to think about what's best for the company. And right now, I think Max is the best person for the job."Mr. Jenkins' face fell, and he looked like he was going to cry. "But what about me?" He asked with a voice which was barely above a whisper. "What am I supposed to do?"Anabel felt a pang of sympathy for the older man, but she knew that she couldn't let sentiment cloud her judgment. She turned to Jenkins with a thoughtful expression on her face. "I won't let you go. No, I won't fire you. I want to offer you a chance to stay with the company. You can work under Max, and I'm sure both of you can work together and lift the company to the next level."Jenkins' face lit up wit
After meeting Anabel, he left the company with a satisfied smile. He have achieved what he wanted. It was all planned, and it worked perfectly. Just yesterday, Sylvester was sitting at his desk, his fingers tapping rhythmically on the keyboard as he was reviewing the latest reports from Anabel's company. He had been meticulously gathering information, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. A knock on the door interrupted him. He glanced at the clock and then got up to open the door. He opened the door and It was Max, his trusted friend and skilled hacker. "Evening, Sylvester," Max greeted and stepped inside. "You called." Sylvester nodded and closed the door behind him. "Yeah, I have a job for you. It's a big one, and if we pull it off, it will set everything in motion." Max raised an eyebrow with a smile. "I'm listening." Sylvester led Max to the living room, where he had set up a makeshift command center. He pointed to the screen displaying detailed schematics and data from
Sylvester was sitting in his living room, sipping on a glass of whiskey, when he heard a knock on the door. He glanced at the clock; it was just past eight in the evening. He wasn't expecting anyone, but he got up and opened the door to find his old friend, Marcus, standing there. "Marcus! What a surprise. You didn't tell me you are coming." Sylvester said, stepping aside to let him in. "You can come in." Marcus walked in. "I said let me drop by and catch up. It's been a while." Sylvester nodded, closing the door behind him. "Yeah, it has. Make yourself comfortable." They settled down on the living room, and Sylvester handed Marcus a cup of whiskey. "So, what's new with you? I Heard you have been busy with some big plans." Sylvester smirked and took a sip of his drink before replying him. "You could say that. I've been working on something... something interesting." Marcus raised an eyebrow. "Oh? What is that?" Sylvester leaned back, a confident glint in his eye. "You re
Sylvester arrived at Anabel's company and asked her to join him in his car. She hesitated for some moments before she got in. On their way to the restaurant, they chatted about work and the latest developments in the company. The restaurant was a cozy, upscale place with dim lighting and a romantic ambiance. Sylvester had reserved a private table by the window, offering a stunning view of the city skyline. When they settled into their seats, a waiter approached to take their orders. Once their meals were ordered, Sylvester leaned forward with his eyes fixed on Anabel. "I'm really happy you agreed to come out tonight. I know you've been under a lot of stress lately." Anabel smiled, but there was a hint of sadness in her eyes. "Thank you, Sylvester. I appreciate it. It's been a tough few days." Sylvester reached across the table, gently taking her hand in his. "It's normal, everything comes with challenges. If you ever need someone to talk to, I'm here for you. You don't have to g
Sylvester poured himself a drink and settled into his favorite armchair, replaying the events of the night in his mind. Just as he was beginning to relax, he heard a familiar knock on the door.He knew who was knocking. It was Vanessa, his fiancée. He had invited her to come over. She knew all about Sylvester and Anabel.Sylvester got up and opened the door. He wasn't surprised when he saw Vanessa standing there with a mischievous smile on her face. She was wearing a sleek and form-fitting red dress that accentuated her curves."Hey, babe." She greeted and stepped inside, then gave him a quick kiss. "How did it go with Anabel?"Sylvester closed the door behind her and led her to the living room. "It went better than I even expected. We had a nice dinner, and she opened up to me about her pregnancy and divorce. I pretended to be surprised and told her it didn't change how I felt about her.""Oh, poor Anabel. She must be so desperate for someone to care about her." Vanessa laughed. "And
"Hello, Sylvester. I guess you are in your house now." Anabel asked."Yeah, just relaxing." Sylvester replied. "That's nice. I said let me know if you have gotten home, and also thank you for the dinner. I had a good time with you, despite everything that happened. I like your vibe." Sylvester smiled before responding back. "I'm happy to hear that, Miss Anabel. I enjoyed our time together as well." Vanessa rolled her eyes and stifled her potential laugh, before mouthing the words "poor Anabel" with a mocking expression. Sylvester shot her with a warning look, but she just grinned and snuggled closer to him, clearly amused by the situation. "I really appreciate your support, Sylvester." Anabel continued. "It means a lot to me, especially with everything that had been going on." "I'm here for you, no matter what. You can always count on me. What are we friends for?" Vanessa covered her mouth to suppress her laughter, causing her shoulders to shake with silent mirth. Sylvester ge
"That’s not true, and you know it! I was the one who stayed up all night working on the system. You left, leaving me here all alone." Kane said, but unfortunately for him, no one could stand up for him. Mr. Barnard and Kane were the last persons to remain in the office. No one knew the person who slept and the one who stayed behind. This morning , they came to work and met both of them in the office and also learned that everything has been fixed. "Kane, let’s not make this more embarrassing for yourself. The truth is, I’m the one who restored the system functionality. I’ve been monitoring the situation closely, and it was my intervention that resolved the issue. You are new here, and clearly, you know you are not even qualified to handle something like that. You are just here because the CEO employed you." "That’s a lie!" Kane shot back in frustration. "I was employed here because you couldn't handle all the tasks. I've saved your ass a few times, and you know it. Yesterday, you
Kane stood up slowly to defend himself. "I think there has been a misunderstanding here." He began. "I didn't know when I slept off. Besides, I wasn’t sleeping because I’m lazy. I’ve been working all night to restore the system after it was attacked by hackers. I finished fixing it very early this morning and must have dozed off." He finished, but Daniella crossed her arms to show she was unimpressed or even buying his stories."Do you really expect me to believe that excuse? Sleeping while work is going on is unacceptable, no matter how you try to spin it. Your incompetence is very clear, and you are done here.""I don't think so. This company needs me here to function properly. Mr. Desmond needs me. You can't just fire me like this. I stressed myself to restore things to order, and you want to pay me back by kicking me out? That's ruthless.""Do you want to tell me you are better than everyone here? Just pack your personal belongings and leave. I won't repeat myself. Leave when you
Daniella seemed entirely unfazed by the attention. That was what she was expecting. She love the way people stared at her. In her mind, she was already the CEO, and these employees were her subjects.The whispers grew louder as she continued down the hallway. "Isn’t that Mrs. Daniella?" one worker murmured to a colleague, trying to hide his voice behind his hand. "Why is she here?" "I thought she was just the CEO’s lover." Another worker replied quietly. "Why is she walking around like she owns the place?" Daniella overheard some of their conversations as she passed by and smirked to herself. She was enjoying the subtle power of being at the center of attention. It was clear that Daniella’s unexpected arrival had sent ripples through the company. Even at that, she remained entirely focused on her mission. To assert herself and make her presence felt. For her, every gaze was a silent acknowledgment of the authority she believed was already hers. Tomorrow, once Desmond signed t
As he was walking closer, his eyes were darting between Daniella and the security man.When he got to the entrance door, Daniella spun around to face him. Her demeanor shifted slightly as she realized someone in authority had showed up. Someone who may know who she is. "Finally," she said with exaggerated exasperation. "Someone who I know will have some common sense."The deputy manager frowned slightly as he looked at Daniella. He has not seen her physically before. Desmond has once shown them his woman on the phone."You must be Mrs. Daniella." He said cautiously. "The CEO’s wife.""Exactly! I know you will know who I am." Daniella snapped and pointed her finger at the security guard. "This man has been keeping me from entering the building, treating me like some kind of intruder!""Are you serious?" The deputy manager asked."Why will I be standing here if not that he's blocking my way? I went on to explain myself to him, and he went on to threaten that he will kick me out." Danie
She stared at him from head to his shoes before saying, "Who are you to ask me who I am?" "I'm the security officer here. I need to know who you are, or rather, an identification, before you can enter the building."Daniella stopped abruptly. She couldn’t believe the words she had just heard. "Identification?" she repeated. "Do you even know who I am?" She asked, and the guard shook his head. "I’m sorry, ma’am, but I don’t. That’s why I need to see some ID or confirmation of an appointment before I can let you in. It’s standard protocol for security purposes.""Standard protocol? Do you have any idea who you are talking to?" Daniella asked. "Anyway, let me tell you who I am because it's obvious you don't know who is standing before you. My name is Daniella, Desmond's wife and soon-to-be ex-wife. But more importantly, I am the new potential CEO of this company. This building, this business, it will all be mine by tomorrow." Daniella finished, but the security guard’s expression didn'
Vanessa smiled faintly but didn’t respond immediately. She took another slow bite of fruit before speaking. "It’s been... hard. But I’m trying to stay positive. I just want to get better." "You will," Anabel assured her. "You are strong, Vanessa. And you have me and Sylvester here to take care of you. Just make sure you adhere to the doctor’s instructions and don’t push yourself too hard." Vanessa nodded again. "I will." For the next several minutes, Vanessa continued to eat the fruit salad slowly, pausing every so often to adjust her posture or to make it seem as though she was in discomfort. Once it was ten minutes, Vanessa slowly dropped the food and laid back on the bed. "Sorry, you will be fine." Sha said and gave Vanessa’s hand a gentle squeeze before turning to Sylvester. "I will be going now. Take good care of her," she said and turned to Vanessa. "Remember—no overdoing it. Rest as much as you can." "I will." Thank you for everything, Anabel." Vanessa replied.
Few minutes later, Anabel got to the hospital and made her way down the bright hospital hallway. She was carrying the fruit salad she had bought for Vanessa. She believed it was what she needed and that it would help her recover faster. It was a way of showing how concerned and how caring she was. The few staff members that saw her the other day were confused. Some were assuming she was the billionaire lady look-alike, while others were believing it was the same person. When she reached Vanessa's hospital room, she hesitated only briefly before pushing the door open. She had grown comfortable enough during her visits to skip knocking. Besides, she was her cousin's girlfriend. When she stepped into the room, the sight that greeted her made her pause in her tracks, her brow furrowing in confusion. Vanessa was sitting on the edge of the bed. Her legs were dangling loosely, and she looked more comfortable than she had expected from someone who had surgery the previous day. She wasn't
Anabel couldn't help but laugh at Daniella's words. "This is so funny. I didn't know you were a comedian.""What's funny about what I said now? You should be thanking me for informing you on time. You should be grateful to me for letting you know." Daniella said."I’m not sure where you are getting your ideas, Daniella, but let me make one thing clear. I don’t need Desmond in my life anymore. I've found a man who will be a better father to my unborn child. I'm even wondering why you left the man you snatched from someone. He's no longer taking good care of you?"Well, let me give you the full picture, since you are clearly out of the loop." Daniella began. "I never wanted to marry Desmond and live with him forever after. My intention was to marry and divorce him, then take half of his wealth, and it worked. I never loved him, and he's not even the father of my baby.""You must be joking.""I'm serious. I have a boyfriend, and he's the father. We just used Desmond, and soon, we will be
"Like I've said, I’m getting tired of this. I can’t keep doing this. Sitting in this hospital bed all day. It’s exhausting. I need to leave. I’m done." Sylvester leaned forward. "Vanessa, I know it’s hard, but you have to have patience. We are so close to pulling this off. Anabel believed everything today. We just need to keep up the act for a little longer." Sylvester said, and Vanessa rolled her eyes and set the spoon down with a clatter. "I’ve been lying here for days, Sylvester. I’m stuck in this bed. My body is seriously paining me. I can’t move freely, and every time someone comes in, I have to act like I’m about to die. Do you know how mentally and physically draining that is? I’m getting exhausted. I want to get out of here." She said, and Sylvester sighed, running a hand through his hair. "I get it, Vanessa. I do. But we can’t afford to mess this up now. If Anabel even gets a hint that something isn’t right, it’s all over for us. You just need to hold on a little longer.