Khloe Ferguson screamed and jerked from her bed. Sweating and trembling. “This isn't real. That was just a dream, a dream,” she repeated, curling up herself. She felt her duvet wet, and opened to see something like water all over the bed. “What is this? That isn't the right question, is this my room?” She said scanning the place, she recognized everything and knew it was her room. Then, she slowly turned her head to check if he was there but nothing. “It was a dream. It was a dream. A nightmare, nothing less…” as she was comforting herself, Lucas and Kelly bursted into her room. “What's wrong?” Kelly asked. “Why did you scream like that?” “You woke everyone up. What is it?” Lucas then asked. She kept quiet but was still shaking from the horrible dream. “Why are you sweating? And why is your bed wet?” Lucas kept pestering her with questions but she couldn't find the right words. “How can I tell them, in my dream, I almost got raped by my driver. The driver that turned me down.
Khloe Ferguson froze at the spot, thinking she had made the worst mistake of her life by letting a total stranger into her business. If it was her personal life, it wouldn't have been a problem but not her business. “I can't withdraw my words now, can I? I have already told him to resume tomorrow, how can I have done such a horrible thing? I won't let it go,” she thought to herself. Immediately Sylvester left, Khloe picked up her phone to call Kelly. “I need to gather more intel on him. Why is he here? What offer was he given? And at what cost. If it's anything I know, his parents are by far so well off, I mean they're so rich then why is he working with Emily,” her mind raced with thoughts and possibilities as to what Sylvester's actual intention was. Her phone buzzed a few times before Kelly finally picked up the call, “How did you get this information?” Khloe didn't hesitate to ask. “Khloe, I can't talk right now, I'm with Emily and those kids,” she said, her voice above wh
Rachel walked into Khloe's office, holding some files for her. “Excuse me ma’am but…” she paused when she found her head dangling in a chair, sleeping. The position looked so weird to her. “What kind of ugly sleeping is this?” She asked disgustedly by the way her body was twitching as if she was struggling. “Maybe I should come back next time,” she said, turning to leave. “Mark…” Rachel stopped at the faint call. Khloe was sleeping talking….. “Who is Mark? Ohh, I remember. Isn't he one of her former drivers? Why would she be calling out his name in her sleep? Is she dreaming about him?” she asked, her brows raised in confusion. Meanwhile, Khloe was on a run for her life as she was being chased by something. It's face was very unclear. She tried calling out Arthur's name severally but he didn't answer at any one point and the thing, with a long slender body and a face that is covered with dark clouds, paused in front of her. “What is happening to me? What is this?” She cried as s
“What is the matter? You look surprised!” Sylvester asked Khloe as she wore a shocked face.“It's nothing?” She disregarded, crumbling the notes in her hands. Sylvester arched his brows, suspicious of her. “She really isn't all that good at lying,” he thought to himself.“So, what am I doing next?” He asked, changing the topic. Khloe got up and started telling him things about the office. Though, being extra careful so she wouldn't reveal the entire business plan to him or something important because she was still keeping to her sister's words. “If he is really working for Emily, it's better I don't give him a lot of information. Who knows he might give it to Emily and in turn she'd use all of it against me,” her thoughts were running wild as she informed him about the company. Sylvester listened carefully to every single word that Khloe said and later asked questions where necessary.“I think that'll be all for today. You'll be working alongside Rachel for more details,” Khloe sai
“Am I truly in love with Mark? Even after all this time of his absence? It must be something else, maybe because I think about him way too often. Or… no, I'm just overthinking things. There's no possible way that I love him… but…” Khloe paused in her thoughts, adjusted herself while rolling out of her bed onto her bed stand. “Is this letter really from Mark? Is he the anonymous M?” She said, grabbing the letter she had received from earlier and the previous one she squeezed. Her eyes scanned the pages, reading the words she had already memorised, searching for any clues that could reveal the truth. The letters were cryptic, but the words resonated deep within her. "Why does it feel like he's speaking directly to my soul?" she wondered. Khloe's mind raced with questions, her heart beating faster with each passing moment. “Is this letter somehow related to my dreams? I know it sounds off but, I keep seeing Mark in my dreams and now these messages....it all doesn't make any sense t
“What… what do you mean?” Khloe asked as she sat frozen in her spot. Adrenaline surging through her body. “What are you saying Kelly?” She repeated. “Your life is in grave danger Khloe. People are after you and I do not know for what reasons. Think of it, ever since you claimed the company, what good has come out of it?” Kelly paused, searching her eyes for any answers but got nothing in return. “Exactly, nothing. It has been one problem to another,” she paused and silence stretched between the two ladies. With a sigh, Khloe shook her head and spoke. Her voice was soft and defeated “How come you know about Sylvester?” “I met with Leo, my colleague in IT and we got into a discussion which made me bring up the topic of Sylvester and we decided to go a bit about him. I had his phone number so I gave it to him. Sylvester isn't who he seems to be, Khloe.” Khloe's eyes widened in shock, her mind racing with the implications, thoughts that can't be put into words. Finally she managed
“Be specific about what you're saying mother. How are we going to make them go bankrupt?” Mara asked curiously. She was no in support of this but since her mother and brother were, she had no choice but to comply.“Can you seize this your question. Grab me the laptop,” Emily gestured to a laptop over the table which Wilson got up and took to her.Emily got the laptop from him and inserted the USB drive and then a series of information about the company's latest transactions and monetary value popped up immediately. They opened in bewilderment as they gazed at the database, the sequels and series.“This is a lot of information. We can use these files against them. Plus, change something here. Look, they made a transaction with the SandyFlow company about two days ago. Khloe is really doing well keeping up with these numbers,” Wilson commented genuinely impressed by it all.“It's not the time for that. We should cherish this and….” Emily was saying but got interrupted by a vase outside.
Khloe was almost burying herself into the thoughts about the notes when she suddenly changed the topic.“Come on, the doctor said you'd be discharged in no time, so we can have time to punish those fools,” said Khloe.“I told you, I'm fine…” Kelly was saying but Khloe snapped her out.“But you don't look fine, Kelly. Look at your body… I'm not saying this again. I'll go get the doctor's approval to confirm if you can be discharged now,” Khloe got up from the bed and headed to the door. She got to the door knob and as she was about to turn it, someone else beat her to it.“Hello,” he said, flashing his set of teeth at the ladies.“Sylvester, what are you doing here?” Khloe asked in shock. She never expected to see him at the hospital.“I heard about the accident from Rachel and I decided to come visit. I hope I'm not disturbing anything?” He asked, still standing by the doorway.“No, you aren't, ” Khloe replied, her brows still raised as she was still suspicious of his visit. “Relax K