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Baldwin “I have made a list,” Michael gave me the list which had several names checked. I smiled excitedly, satisfied with what I had seen.“Can we win?” I asked him, pushing back the list towards him.“We have a lot of shareholders on our side,” Michael replied.“Stamford’s Group shares at the fashion subsidiary is thirty percent and they have loyal shareholders too. I believe we are still playing this game on a 50-50 basis. If we are being honest, Stamford Group has the higher hand.”I nodded. “Fine, but I also have twenty percent shares there. For the remaining fifty percent shares, your job is to contact them and help us gain a slight edge over Stamford Group,” I told Michael firmly.“I understand that, boss, and believe me, plans are in motion,” Michael replied.“Just as you ordered, I have secretly met the majority of the shareholders. For those who chose not to help us, I have threatened them with their weakness. We will be able to win.”“Good,” I replied happily, smiling from

Natasha “We should have our second meeting, Natasha,” the caller said, sending goosebumps all over the skin.The voice was sharp and somewhat unforgettable. I knew I had heard that voice before.“What second meeting? Who are you?” I asked curiously.“Did you forget me already?” the caller replied, the voice milder now.“This is Madame Veronica, CEO of EinT. Didn’t we meet at an event you attended with your grandmother-in-law?”“Ve… Madame Veronic…” I muttered, shocked beyond words.“We should have our second meeting. Pick a place, it is an urgent matter,” she replied.I thought for a second.“It’s a little late today and my schedule is filled up. How about we meet tomorrow?” I asked carefully.“Don’t play hard to get with me,” she said firmly. “If you can’t make it today, we can as well put off the whole thing. I can just partner with someone else.”“What? Erm…” I stuttered, seeing my plan backfire.“Fine, where do you want us to meet?”“The Royal Bar by six pm sharp. I’ll be at the

Natasha I looked away, butterflies in my stomach. I had to tap my cheeks several times, urging myself to wake up. The little slaps did work but now, I had eyes on me.Abigail ended up looking away and she turned to Bruce.“You will work on it, won’t you?” she asked.“I will… think about it,” Bruce muttered, his eyes never leaving my body.With my eyes, I begged him to stop staring at me but he persisted like he didn’t get the message.“What’s there to think about?” Abigail insisted. "It is normal for a woman from the Stamford family to take over the fashion subsidiary of the company.If Natasha is to have your child, she needs to be more powerful. Tell me, Bruce, what better way is there than to make her a director in one of the subsidiaries?”Bruce seemed lost for words so I interrupted on his behalf.“We are working on something and the current director is useful to our plan. She has to stay in the position,” I replied carefully.“What!” Abigail exclaimed, not having it at all.“I

Natasha “Will you forgive me?” Bruce asked, offering me white tulips. They looked so beautiful that I’d feel guilty if I rejected them.I accepted the flowers and my heart fluttered for a bit there. Bruce smiled and muttered,“We should eat now.”I nodded, “Yeah, we should.”I couldn’t continue to be annoyed with Bruce, not now that he’d shown how sorry he was. It would be villainous to withhold forgiveness when he wanted it so much.But by the way, I didn’t know that Bruce had a romantic bone in his body. This was a discovery.“You know how to surprise people,” I muttered.“I didn’t know you had it in you.”Bruce chuckled, “It wasn’t all me. I asked for advice from someone.”“Really?” I asked curiously.“Yeah,” he nodded, stuffing his mouth.The fact that he asked someone for advice meant he really wanted that reconciliation. Who knows? Maybe he has fallen for me actually.No, that can’t be the case. I should just eat and go to bed.I couldn’t tell the reason why my heart was poundi

Bruce“Women should be a course in the university, a six-year course. Don’t you know they are very hard to understand?” Kelvin asked.I sighed, “You have a very twisted view of the world.”“I am a realist,” he said confidently. “And you know I’m telling the truth.”I folded my arms and stared at him,“I believe you have work to do, Kelvin. What are you doing here? Shouldn’t you be making relevant calls and…”“Fine, fine,” he interrupted, walking away. I smiled and then went to my office too.About thirty minutes later, Kenzie knocked on my office door, opened it and peeped inside.“It’s time, boss. We’ve got to leave now,” she informed me.I stood up, all ready for the press conference.**The press conference was short and boring. Maybe it’s because I was prepared for all the questions.It was more about promoting the new product so we needed no controversy.Kenzie went ahead to escort me back to the office. She was in the front seat along with the driver.The driver, Williams, had be

Bruce I walked into the hallway with the three people I’d call my disciples; Kelvin, Kenzie, and Natasha. All three were right behind me, taking notes.“There’s the press conference for the launch of our new sports car, ST Regent. We have invited reporters and the expected questions have been printed and submitted at your table,” Kenzie reported.“Expected questions?” I asked, walking on.“Erm… well…” Kenzie stuttered.“By any means, did you tell the reporters that they’re only entitled to ask questions that you’ve submitted at my table?” I asked carefully.Kenzie stopped walking now and I did too. Feeling guilty, she muttered,“I am sorry, sir. I know I shouldn’t have but I thought that would make it easier for you.”“You did a good job,” I commended her.I walked ahead now and Kenzie struggled to follow me.“Really?” she asked, excited.“I thought I did something wrong.”“No, you didn’t,” Natasha interrupted. “For press conferences, it is better to gather reporters of ours and have