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2024-10-29 19:42:56"She then slapped me and walked out of the supermarket,". Wilson said as he finished explaining everything that had happened at the supermarket to his best friend, Nathan. Nathan sighed as he sipped his martini.
"You do know you started everything yourself," Nathan said."What do you mean by I started everything myself?" Wilson asked as he was confused."You slapping the girl was the first thing you did wrong," Nathan answered as he sipped his martini and dropped it slowly. "You shouldn't have slapped her just because of what she did. You shouldn't even slap a woman at all." Wilson looked at his best friend like he had betrayed him."Have you forgotten how she replied me?" Wilson asked angrily. "She talked back at me like she didn't know who I was. She has no right to even speak to me talk less speaking to me the way she did.""Whatever, man," Nathan said as he belched lightly. "I'm just here to tell you the plain truth, man.""Plain truth?" Wilson shouted, attracting the attention of every single person at the bar as his shout was loud. "Do not tell me you're siding with that bitch, Nathan. She is worthless and she had no right to talk back at me.""C'mon, Wilson," Nathan muttered. "You and I know that deep beneath all those show of pride and arrogamcy, you know that what I'm saying is the very truth." Wilsons eyes bulged with rage as he turned and sipped his vodka. As painful as it sounded, his best friend, Nathan, was right. What he did wasn't good. It wasn't right at all. But it was just an act of reflex so it was justified... right?"I know but all I did was an act out of reflex so I don't see any reason why she should have slapped me back," he muttered as he downed his vodka. "It was all just an act of reflex.""An act of reflex, you say?" Nathan asked as he chuckled. "You and I know that the only reason why that was out of reflex is because of the fact that you always slap your servants anytime they do wrong." That too was painfully true. "Whenever they say something or do something wrong, it was always a hard slap across the face that you use to correct them. And now it has become a part of you. You don't even know who is your servant and who is not anymore." Wilson winced as he knew his best friend, Nathans, words were painfully true."You are right, my friend," he said. "But you don't have to be so plainfully true." Nathan chuckled and tapped his friend on the shoulder."Trust, they say, is bitter, my friend," he said as he laughed. "I'd say you take it head on like a man that you are.""You make all of these sound so easy," Wilson mumbled. "But I tell you it is most definitely not. You are bound to slip one way or the other.""Yes, yes, yes," Nathan said as he finished his martini. "You are right. I do shout at my servants one time or the other when they do wrong but I do not raise my hands on them as it was not me who raised them or birth them. And what I mostly do is to talk to them. That always works.""I have heard you, Nathan," Wilson said as he stood up from his chair. "But I believe in my ways and I stand by it.""Well, then," Nathan muttered as he too stood up. "To each his own, Wilson." Wilson smiled as he shook his friends hand."See you later, my man," he said. "We have a lot of business to talk about on your new oil industry achievements," he said and Nathan laughed."With you, Wilson, everything is business," he said as he pulled Wilson for a hug. Wilson pushed Nathan slowly as he disengaged himself from the hug."You know how much I hate hugs, Nathan," he said as he adjusted his suit."Oh, I know, Wilson"Nathan replied."Always wrinkles my perfectly ironed suit.""Oh, Wilson, " Nathan said as he chuckled."See you, later good friend," Wilson said as he and Jim walked out of the bar and headed for their car.Jim walked ahead of Wilso to the car and opened the door before he reached the car. Wilson got in and adjusted his clothes asJim ran to the otherside of the car and got into the drivers seat. He then placed the key into the car and started it and then drive on to the streets before zooming off."Am I hard, Jim?" Wilson asked Jim as they drove back home. "Am I hard on you guys, my servants?" Jim scratched him head and ruffled is hair as he kept his hands steady and his eyes on the road. He thought of how to reply him that wouldn't sound offensive or get his boss mad or angry or sad. It was true that he was hard but he wanted to explain it softly to him."I don't know how to put this, sir," he said as he maintained his eyes on the road. "You might be cruel to us sometimes but you are a good man.""A good man?" he asked. "I want you to tell me the fucking truth, Jim. Am I hard on you guys? Do I give you guys hard works?" Jim thought hard on what to reply. As he was about speaking, Wilson said, "I want you to tell me the very truth, Jim.""Well," Jim began. "You do give us hard works and you can be hard on us sometimes. But it is all worth the pay, sir," he said as he turned the steering wheel down the street."Good," Wilson muttered. "I give my hard works and I make hard decisions on you guys because I want you guys to be strong so you can face the world. This world is fucked up and for you to survive, you need to be fucked up too. That is why I train y'all hard, so that you will be hard like me."'This guy is totally messed up,' Jim thought as they drove down the street.Related chapters
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“What was that?” A panicking Mrs Benita asked as she turned her direction towards the noise. “You both stay here. I'll go check it out” Lucia volunteered. By that time, she could notice some people hurriedly walking towards a particular direction and followed suit. The loud sound came from what looked like an accident, but a lot of people were already gathered, making it hard for her to see.“What happened here?” Lucia asked after a failed attempt to squeeze her way through the crowd. “It was a hit and run incident ma'am. A truck collided violently with a poor old man, and he's bleeding profusely. I pray he doesn't give up the ghost” a stranger answered. Although Lucia couldn't tell who the accident victim was, she felt a sense of unease in her. This was her first time being close to an accident scene. Where she came from, they were hardly cars, and the road was pretty bad, preventing speeding of the few vehicles around. Soon enough, there were sounds of ambulance blaring, follo
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“Good day Ma'am” a police officer who was accompanied by his fellow colleague greeted Lucia, cutting her from her thoughts. “Good day Mr” a confused Lucia answered politely. “Please, call me officer John. This is officer Jack. We were around at the site of the incident and wanted to ask you some questions. This can enable us to hasten the search process” officer John explained. “Oh, okay…” Lucia answered. “If you will, please follow us to this corner” Officer John said with his hands gesturing towards a corner, a little away from where she sat. “From what I heard, I believe you are the daughter of the deceased. Is that right?” the police officer asked. “Yes Sir” Lucia replied as she leaned towards the walls of the hospital out of tiredness. “Please can we get your name?” He asked. She looked at the security man standing before me and wished in her heart of hearts that she would just make him pause for the moment. That however wasn't possible, so she heaved a heavy sigh. “My n
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“Please Mr Wilson. My wife is pregnant and very due. I beg of you, help me. You're my only hope of getting away from this situation without landing in jail. You know how I've diligently worked for the company all my life. If I've offended you in any way, please have mercy. Please Mr…” Henry was yet to finish his sentence when he was cut off by a now irritated Wilson. “Oh for God's sake, shut up already. Why are you asking for my forgiveness? Huh? Did you kill my dad?” Wilson emptied his cavity angrily after what seemed like an eternity of begging for forgiveness from Henry. “Oh please Mr Wilson” Henry begged once again, this time on his knees. “What are you trying to do?” Wilson puked from his vocals in disgust. Never had anyone knelt down before him, now to talk of holding clinging onto him. He saw Henry's act as a way of saying he was wicked and heartless as onlookers watched the scene and left shaking their heads. “Please Sir” Henry's voice croaked. “Let go of me this instant
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“Hmm? What was that?” Wilson asked, drawing closer to get a better hearing of what seemed like the first word said by Lucia. “I said, apologize” Lucia repeated, this time a little louder, her voice cracking at each interval. “Hm, still finding it hard to hear you clearly. Seems like you have a bad cough young lady. You should get that fixed” Wilson said, making fun of Lucia despite him hearing what she said. “She said apologize Sir” Jim butted in, helping Wilson out in his difficulty to hear well. Wilson, who was not expecting anyone to talk, gave Jim a deadly glare which could kill. Jim tried to avoid eye contact, but it was too late to look away. He understood that he was in trouble for what he said and swallowed hard. “As I was saying before this impudent fool distracted me, I didn't get what you said. Now that he's helped my hearing disability, I would like to ask you a question. Do I in any way look like the person who killed your father?” Wilson puked from his vocals, not m
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As Lucia walked back into the hospital, she felt a sense of relief overwhelming her. Apart from coming to the city, rejecting Wilson's money in the most harsh way seemed to have been one of the best and toughest decisions she had made in a while. “That will teach him to respect me whenever we see each other. How can he try to buy my voice with money?” Lucia thought to herself. She only wanted an apology from him which would make her feel better, but after what just transpired, she made up her mind that it wouldn't end like this. She wasn't bluffing about seeing him in court, and that meant she had to get to work. Even if it meant being in debt, she was willing to take up the case to satisfy her conscience. The doctor in charge of the hospital called for her shortly after to discuss the bills and how long her dad would be staying in the mortuary. Lucia was able to pay for her dad's mortuary fee for three days with the money given to her by her new bosses.“So what now? Where do you
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“How dare she?” An outraged Wilson barked as he left for home, feeling like a wounded peacock. The ride back home wasn't funny for Jim as he took a reasonable amount of insults from Wilson. Jim was blamed for keeping quiet even after a woman physically assaulted him. “I have no idea what you do for me. I pay you a hefty sum of money for my protection, but you allowed a random stranger who I could swear was frustrated to touch me. I'm really angry at you, and before I can forgive you, you must do something for me. Get as much information as you can get about that, that lady…Argh…what impudence” Wilson groaned out after his instructions. “But boss, I don't know where she stays, or where we'll next come in contact with her. Can't we just…wait till she files her case? I mean, she isn't of much importance as long as we can settle her. She doesn't look that rich to me” Jim opted, carefully picking his words to avoid further provocation. He had a look at his boss through the front view m
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“Really? But why? I’m sure Mr. Wilson would like to stay in his lane to protect his esteem, at least after what I did to him,” Lucia said confidently. She knew to an extent that Wilson wouldn't change his proud and arrogant ways, especially not for her. Calling her would be hurting his pride. Mr. Benson’s response surprised her. He chuckled softly, shaking his head in understanding. “You mean the little act of flinging cash in his face? You don’t understand what someone like Mr. Wilson might do to protect his reputation. People in his position can be incredibly ruthless. They might go as far as kidnapping you if things don’t go their way. The rich aren’t like they are portrayed on TV. They’re often a mix of crazy lunatics and ruthless individuals who use their wealth to maintain their facade. You only see their dark side when you become an enemy or a significant annoyance. I strongly advise you to stay cautious. Avoid going out at night and stick to well crowded places for your own
