Without waiting for their responses, he walked on to Laura, who was still cursing and threatening Dr. Robinson and informed her, “Capt. Bolton wants you out of the complex immediately.”“Why? When did he say that?”“I will not hesitate to rough handle you like a criminal if you don't compromise.”“Did you hear that?” Jerry faced her, inquired and she mellowed down.“Move,” the Corporal shouted.She picked up her purse while Barbara giggled and watched her being led out.“Why is she like this?” She mumbled and went back to work.At The GateIndeed, the public had cooked for Laura, and no one knew whether she could finish it. Col. Simpson drove her to the gate and stopped. He was surprised to see a sea of pressmen in front of the complex. He got out at once and ordered, “Come out and leave immediately.”She would have done that without hesitation if she had not seen the pressmen.“Huh! How will I pass?” She asked the Corporal.He walked briskly to her door and opened it angrily.“Get o
At The FieldTim and Richard returned to the field and parked at their usual parking spot. He looked at his time and it was a few hours to the close of work.“Kindly call Valentine,” he requested.“Okay,” he said and dialed his number.He picked up the call and he gave him the message. While they were waiting for him to come, Tim called George and he picked up the call at once. He updated him with the mobile house and concluded with, “You can inform the Maintenance Manager to furnish the rooms. I want them to move in tomorrow.”“I got it, Boss.”“Good,” he said and cut the call.Now, Valentine was walking briskly to them and Richard complimented him, “He likes the job.”“You are right. And he is not pretending about it.”Before Richard could respond, Valentine announced, “I am here, Major.”“Yes. You will give your staff their offer letters,” he said and handed the offer letters to him. He collected them with zest and appreciated him, “Okay, Major. Thank you for believing in me. I wi
“Good afternoon, President. Good afternoon managers,” Valentine greeted them nervously when he arrived.“Good afternoon, Supervisor,” George responded and he fidgeted.The others responded and the General Manager tried to help him to be stable by complimenting him, “You are doing well, Valentine. Keep it up.”On hearing his name, his face brightened up. He was glad that he was familiar with it, not knowing that he just signed his offer letter two days ago.“Thank you for the compliment, Capt. Bolton.”“We don't have much time. Take us to the apartments,” George who knew why he came, requested.“I got it, President,” he answered and led the way.They were happy to see the apartment and Capt. Sawyer realized that there was work for him.“When will they move in?” He asked.Without a second thought, the Accountant answered, “Immediately. Bringing them from the suburb and taking them back is expensive.”“We are aware. Over to you, Capt. Sawyer?” The General Manager said and George was glad
Reuben saw him running towards him and wondered what happened.“The boss said you should lend him your pen and paper.”“What is he writing?” He asked before he got the writing materials.“He wished to write something with them,” he explained.“Take. I will go with you,” he gave them to him and he moved.Reuben followed him but he got to the estate before him.“I have brought them, Boss,” he said to Valentine and handed the writing materials to him.“Thank you, for the help,” he said and faced everyone.“We have thirty apartments and we are thirty. I will …”“Are we included?” One of the foreigners asked him.Now, Reuben had joined them and Valentine answered, “Yes. Are you not one of us?” He asked him.“Pardon my misjudgment,” he pleaded and looked at his colleagues, who were as surprised as he was.Nevertheless, Valentine wrote one to thirty under their watchful eyes and folded the papers. Afterward, he shuffled and poured them on the floor.“Let us pick,” he instructed them.“You ar
After the greetings, he sat down and said, “Maj. Richard said that Valentine called him.”“What for?” Tim asked anxiously.“He said the foreigners were afraid to return to the hotel because they may be harassed.”“Ha! This is serious.”“Yes, Boss. He said they preferred to sleep on the floor of the mobile house.”“No. It has not come to that. What did you tell him?”“I advised him to ask him to take them to the Dome.”“The Dome? You would have talked to the manager of the hotel to accommodate them. It is just for the night.”“I thought as much but the trauma of their boss attempting to kill himself may demoralize them.”“It is all right.”“Concerning the Secretary, I think …?”“We will talk about it later,” Tim intervened and stopped him from going further.“I got it, Boss.”At The ClinicMichael swallowed hard and looked at Ambrose. Suddenly, the door opened and he was shocked. The drive to Rakaia relieved the foreigners and Valentine was happy. Meanwhile, he had sent a message to R
At The President's OfficeTim disagreed with George to sack her when he presented the matter to him the previous night and he did not argue with him. He was monitoring the progress of work at the steel mill when Capt. Abram walked in. After the salutations, he sat down and explained, “Mr. Kennedy wishes to order more precious stones. Do we have any available?”“That is a good one. I will find out from the supervisor.”“It is all right. I will give him the feedback before lunch.”“That is okay.” At RakaiaThe offer letters gave the workers a sense of belonging. Their satisfaction bled into their actions that morning because they arrived earlier than usual. They were waiting under the juniper tree as usual while Peter and his likes were planning how to attack them and ruin their joy. On Richard's arrangement, Valentine and his team arrived with two trucks. They looked at them in confusion but greeted them all the same, “Good morning, Supervisor. Good morning, driver.” “Good morning
Laura hit her head on the sharp edge of the wooden cubicle and had a cut."Ouch!" She screamed and placed her hand on the spot to stop the blood from staining her dress.Barbara ignored her and shifted away from her. Meanwhile, the General Manager had forgotten that she existed and did not look at her direction while George was interested in his destination.SaturdayAfter Mark assured Tim that the Palace was almost ready, he resolved to visit Mount Olive. The old man indicated interest in the outing but George tactfully stopped him."Dad, it is like you are not satisfied with the services of your dietician anymore."He shuddered instantly and wondered if he had done anything to put Ella in a precarious situation."I am. Is there any problem?""I wonder why you don't want to see her today.""Did I say that I don't want to see her?""You just said that you want to go out with us. It means you don't wish to see her. If you don't wish to continue with her, I can change her.""It is not w
At Mount Olive"This place is fine," Gerald complimented the town and woke Samuel up.He looked out and asked with a sleepy voice, "Are we at Mount Olive?""Yes," Gerald answered."Do you like the town?" Tim asked."Yes, Brother-in-law," he answered, and shortly they were at the palace."Wow!" George exclaimed when he saw the beautiful edifice.Tim was thrilled as well but he only smiled. Richard was awestruck because he had not seen the picture before."This is a masterpiece," he said and got out of the car.Tim and the boys got out of the car, but George developed cold feet when he recalled the state of the compound. He looked at the once bushy courtyard that was decked with beautiful exterior tiles."This looks like a palace," Gerald pointed out."It is a palace," Richard informed him."I guessed right, then," he replied with glee.Meanwhile, Tim noticed that George was still in the car and called his attention, "Why are you still here?"He smiled weakly, opened the door, walked up