It was the right time to take over from Emily who came from the office to the mansion after the day's tasks and activities at the Enterprise, to look after the man of the team since he was yet to get better. It was the weekend and an off day for the workers who worked at Stone Enterprise. Including Jessica who had filled up her bags for the day and walked into the compound. On the other hand, she didn't shirk to bring fruits for the boss, after all, it was recommended for people who had issues with their health. Mr. Stone would be glad she made it to his apartment, she thought and stopped at the main door that led into the living room. Her hand reached for the bell and she rang it, pausing for Rachel to come help her into the house. Instead of Rachel, there was Emily who opened the door with a smile on her face. "Jessica."“Emily,” Jessica offered a smile, grabbed her bags by the hand and walked in. “I thought I asked you to take a rest today, I had it in mind to replace you.”A l
A cheerful grin rocked her face when she walked into her apartment. There was nothing as depressing as the worry she had since the day she achieved the task. Deceiving Mr. Steele was an easy thing to achieve. Well, she would fall for such a plot if someone did the same to her.Victoria plunged into one of the chairs with the grin still settled on her old face. There were a thousand and one reasons to leave the country for another country.She has had a lot in these last few weeks and one of the things she cherished most seemed to be crashing. Her mental health was at stake, already, although it was partly her fault. Who puts themselves at such a risk and expects to feel alright at the end of everything that would happen? Now she kicked back her head on the couch where she sat and heaved a sigh. Emily Hartley was done with and gone for good—forever and for the rest of the lives of staff in NovesTech Corporates. She would check in on her one of these days to see what went on with he
How did Emily get into the Enterprise? Victoria wondered as she wandered the foundation of her office. The last time she inspected, Emily was a wallflower who did not have many friends. She had almost none.How then? She thought and resolved on the chair in her office. There was something she had yet to know and this was something she needed to know. “Wait—” the woman dubbed herself to awareness, her hand proceeding to her head. “I think I get all of this.”She stopped thinking and kicked back her head on her desk. The next time she raised it, she was grinning at the realization of having answers to all of her questions. How did she not think of this from the commencement? Emily had communicated to Mr. Stone that day at the event, and when she walked away, they talked more. “Damn it!” She pulled out a note off the desk and spun it open. “How was I supposed to know there was going to be a divine connection?” She got up after doodling some words on the note and paced the office aga
The Nurse who attended to Alexender had come and left the day before, and this was the turn of the Doctor to come over and see how far he came back on his feet. They were correct. In less than two weeks, the CEO of Stone Enterprise will be on his hoofs and promenade again. While Jessica stayed away from the mansion and faced her headquarters and the Enterprise as a whole, Emily spent her days in the mansion, looking after Alexander who got better. Her happiness knew no bounds on the morning of the day he dragged his legs after a long time of not walking. She called on Rachel who was pleased with the development, before placing a call to the Nurse who delivered the news to the Doctor who happened to be in charge of the CEO's fitness in the meantime. And today, the man had woken up and sauntered to the bathroom without Emily's assistance and awareness. A knock hit the door of the room when he walked out and back to his bed. It was her. He confirmed when she walked in.“Would you li
The pasta on the plate Alexander feasted on, finished. And the time to take a nap for the night, came—finally. Emily, from where she lay on a bed, in the room she was given: sensed she should visit her boss, and administer to him his dose for the night before taking the tray back to the kitchen where it belonged. She flinched off the bed, put on the jacket meant for the nightwear she carefully selected for the night and headed to the door. First, she was thirsty and would take water before reaching the CEO's room. Emily reached the dining area. She opened the fridge and fixed herself some water to gulp down. Soon enough, she existed at the door that would lead her into Alexander's enclosure, knocking and lingering to be allowed in. Some time ago, when she came to the mansion—she could walk into his room without knocking. Why not? Alexander couldn't utilize his legs at that point and always comforted himself on the bed, waiting for the right time to use his legs to arrive.Now that
“I need to see my best friend today.” He sat up on the bed, a hand on his face. “What did you say?” He asked. “Good morning, Emily.”“Good morning, Mr. Stone,” Emily greeted back, opening the curtains and picking up one of her stuff that dropped to the floor a few hours ago. “I will stop by my apartment today when I am done with you this morning. I need to see my best friend.”Oh, he gave a nod. He thought he heard something else and had to ask again, just to be certain of what she said. “Did she ask you to come over?”“No,” Emily shook her head. “She picked the un-shattered tray from the footing where it lay and shook her head again. “It is me that needs to communicate with her. We haven't seen each other in a long while since I moved into the mansion.”She was right. Who is he to prevent her from seeing her best friend? He wondered and nodded his head. “You should see her, then,” he agreed. “Doesn't she have a job? Forgive me for levering.”“She does,” Emily replied. She was on h
Waking up from a text she received from a number a few winks ago, aggravated her. She had forgotten to hang the phone on silent mode before going to bed the previous evening. Another instant when she thought about the beeps, being a lifesaver—Emily gave a nod and took the yield of the device from the table next to her bed. This time around in the morning, she must go and get ready for her day, and move over to the mansion in the space of one hour. She was presumed to retire back to Mr. Stone's house the day before this day, but didn't and the reason behind the decision she took, remains unknown. The phone was lingering to be utilized at the point, and Emily unlocked the device the next moment to see the content and context of the text. At least, before proceeding to the washroom for a warm bath. When she unlocked her phone, there was a text message from Alexander, staring at her in the face. But before she could look over the message, she came to decide that the man was mad at he
On Monday morning, the two friends scampered out of the flat in haste after bidding themselves a good day. The ridiculous alarm fucked her up again, this time. But she was fortunate that time was not far gone when she woke up. While Olivia walked away, Emily quelled at the front of the significant gate, guiding the compound in holdup for a cab. Soon, one arrived and the next thing she did was hop in without hearing what the man would say. “Stone Enterprise,” she hauled at him before he could open his mouth to speak. “Good morning.”And they drove away. At the Enterprise, staff and workers sauntered the entirety of the building. Some were complicated with themselves while others were knowledgeable of what they were accomplishing. A car drove into the premises and those who were around the space, halted their activities. Some turned around to welcome the man they were yet to set an eye on, after a while of not seeing him. The driver's window wined down, and Nicholas's face was obv
Olivia walked out of the kitchen with two trays and positioned them on the table. Where was Emily?Past eight in the night and she was yet to return from the Enterprise. Such a thing rarely happened and when it did, there was a problem.She grabbed the glasses on the table and headed to the kitchen. By the time she returned, the door made a sound. “Emily?” Olivia positioned the new set of glasses on the table and walked to the door. She unlocked it from inside and when it opened, there was Emily at the entrance of the apartment. “Well, what happened to you?” There was worry in her tone. She supervised the older woman walking into the house, while she latched the door and veered around. “Emily, did something happen at work?”“Good evening, Liv,” Emily, who was exhausted, plopped down on one of the couches. “I was assisting Mark with his task. He had a lot to do at work today.”“Ohh,” Olivia sauntered past her and caught up with the dining table. “I organized something for us to eat
“Emily Hartley!” Mark stepped into her office without knocking. He had a smile plastered on his countenance and something she could not plainly catch a glimpse of was in his hands. “Mark!” She dubbed, recuperating from the shock she encountered when he bumped into her expanse, screaming her name. “What's up?”Pointing out the look on her face, he halted halfway. “I frightened you, forgive me.” He started to walk again, then put up with a seat opposite her. “I was asked to pass information to you, that's why I am here.”“Is everything OK?” She sat up and asked, and then her eyes flitted to the item in his hand. “What do you have there, Mark?”The man cracked up and positioned the card on the table before passing it to the other side so her hand could touch. “Mr. Stone asked me to give this to you.”What is it? She wanted to ask. But on second thought, she took the yield of the card, unfurled it and wheezed the next moment. “Yeah—” Mark was loving the reaction on her countenance. “Yo
The door of his office pushed open and with this, he caught sight of her at the entrance. “Katherine!” A smile came live on his face as he modelled up on his seat. He made a gesture with one of his hands, pointing to one of the vacant chairs opposite him. “Come on. Take a seat.”With a smile on her face, and bobbing of her head—Katherine made it to one of the seats. “I am sorry I took so long, Mr. Steele,” she lowered the file she came with, on the desk. “She came a bit late.”“Were you able to make her speak?” The worried man asked. “Did she tell you anything at all?”“No,” Katherine shook her head. “She didn't say anything to me at all. I feel I am not good at a task like this. It feels as though she is hiding something and doesn't want to talk to me about it.”"Damn it!" Jonathan slammed one of his hands on the table. “Why do I get this feeling that the woman is up to something?” The worried man asked. “Not on a mission of her own, but with someone and that person is none other
Whatever the woman had come up with this time, had better make some sense. Olivia boarded a cab and headed to the location as asked in the text message she received last night. It was better than ending her moment in the office to be there, she thought while the man on the sterling did his job. When would all of these be over? Her thoughts drifted and she sat up on the seat, clutching her handbag tight to herself. This was not the right time to bother herself with these questions. All she knows she needs in the meantime is to know why Victoria had called for another meeting. Well, she was going to know in the end. So why bother? She lifted her head to look outside the cab and rays of sunlight came off at her, reminding her of how the day had just started. Soon, the cab halted at the front of the gate. “I have arrived, ma'am.” the man who handled the journey process called the attention of Olivia who looked like she was lost in a world of her thoughts. “Thank you.” She greeted
Shit!Why did she forget to tell Olivia of the little idea that popped up in her head before leaving the office? The woman hopped in her car and heaved a sigh. It was not so hard to return to the office, take a seat and discuss with her about her plans. But on second thought, she thought back to Mr. Steele and how he was everywhere, seeking answers to the questions he asked Olivia the other day. The man was clever and wouldn't think twice before knowing that the woman lied about her answer. This way, he would pursue other ways to know and even go as far as bringing some of the other staff into the picture. It was a long day at the office, there was a need to be at home. But after many thoughts and unanswered questions, Victoria started the car engine and began her journey out of the large compound. The man who seemed like he lived at the gate, forever, opened up for her to drive out and she did, she heaved a deep sigh. There was a need to meet with Olivia as soon as possible and
“Have you told him yet?” Olivia strolled into the medium-sized living room. “Has he talked about it, rather?”“Uh, no,” Emily shook her head. “I texted him that night, but got no reply.”“Oh, I see,” Olivia bobbed her head. “Why is he yet to talk about it?”“I wouldn't know,” the woman answered back. “There is time for everything. Now may not be the right time to go on dates.”“You are right,” Olivia nodded as she squeezed a spoonful of the nourishment in her mouth. “He'd come around, don't think about it.”“Who says I am troubled by that?” Emily sneered. “Mr. Stone has a preference for me. I like him, too. I am not bothered about anything. Nothing at all.”Olivia altered her position on the chair and began. “Would you date him if he asked you to?”A smile appeared on Emily's countenance and she switched her position on the couch, confronting Olivia. Her face contorted red and she glanced away, then back at Olivia. “Why do you ask, Liv?”“Why not?” Olivia questioned back. “You are my
The ride back to the Corporation was a peaceful one, and Victoria wasn't inclined to chip in a word. At the same time, there was Olivia who wasn't ready to speak with the older woman. A lot went on in her mind, and it was at the same time difficult to figure out. After a while of driving, they dropped anchor at the gate and the man who offered his service as a gateman did a good job by opening up to them. Ready to hop down, she asked. “What do I tell them if asked a question?”“What do you mean, Olivia?” An aggravated Victoria raised a question. “I thought I told you before now that it is not my business whatever you tell them. I pay you for all of these things.”“Right,” Victoria grimaced, hoping down from the car. “I'll see you later.” She said as she picked up her handbag from the chair where it posed. “See you later, Olivia,” Victoria heaved a sigh. She had yet to hop down from the car and Olivia seemed to care less. Of all things to care about, not Victoria and her strategie
“We are meeting with Tricia today,” Victoria announced that morning. “I expect you to be in my office by 12.”“Today?” The shocked lady asked. “Why?”Victoria, vexed by the remark, veered around. She glanced around her, shaking her head. “What do you mean by that, young lady?”“I—I am sorry, Mrs. Blackwell, but that is not what I meant to ask.”“What did you mean to ask?” The older woman asked while she modified the bag that hung on her shoulders, prepared to blast. “Does the nature of your job not have to do with meeting up, even when least expected?”“It does,” Olivia bobbed her head, prepared to walk away. “I will be at your office by 12, Victoria.”“Yikes!” She let out as she pushed the door of her office. It was beginning to be more difficult than she reckoned it to be. Her legs led her to her desk and she put up with the chair next to the table. Now she desired to be Emily for the whole week. For goodness sake, the woman would consume the whole of a week at home. Perhaps, it w
“You sent for me, Mrs. Blackwell,” she tossed the file on the table, causing the older woman to look up and meet with her gaze. "This is the file you asked for."There was neither a smile nor grimace on Victoria's countenance, and one of her hands dug into her hair like she was in thought before the other woman came in. “Take a seat.” She finally spoke, after a while of not letting out a word. Without hesitation, Olivia snatched the chair next to her and modelled in it. “Do you need something?”“No,” Victoria shuddered her head. “Not really. I only have an assignment for you.”Her heart leaped. What was it about this time? Well, a part of her told her she could accomplish it no matter what it would be. Did she not get Mr. Stone's contact after the slight complication she seemed to have faced? “What is it about, Mrs. Blackwell?”“I have more files for you to deal with,” Mrs. Blackwell astonished the younger woman by disappointing her. “Although you and Katherine would have to sh