"I am Ava Ryan Howard. Heiress to Forever Events with Randolph." I announced.
The look on Mr. Jayson's face was priceless.
I mean who would have expected the nerdy looking job applicant to be the sophisticated heiress of the company. I wouldn't even believe it if I were him but that's who I am, isn't it?
It's take over time, I thought.
Taking off my glasses, I dialed Tracy's number while removing the band that held my hair in a tight bun, allowing my black hair fall effortlessly on my shoulder while I watched Jayson cringe in his seat.
"Ava." Tracy's voice came up on the phone
"Tracy, can you come to the manager's office with his letter of termination and all the account details from the company to his account within an hour?"
"Sure, I'll be on my way." She answered. I didn't miss the excitement in her voice before she ended the call.
Jayson was sweating profusely and his face had suddenly turned pale, drained of any form of color
"How inhumane it is of you to plan such an atrocity with the position you've been entrusted with?" I demanded.
If the laws were in my hands, I'd make him beg crawling and crying his eyes out on the streets and in the cold.
"Please Ava, you don't need to do it this way." He begged but my mind was made up .
I jutted my lip out in a fake pout and tilted my head to the side, "Has anybody told you how ugly you looked when you cry?"
"I was only joking!" He cried.
Joking, really? What an incredibly convincing excuse.
"How funny did I find that?" I taunted him, acting as though I was in deep thoughts.
"Not funny at all."
A knock on the door stopped me from taunting him any further. I sighed and called for them to enter.
Tracy walked in smiling at me with a pile of paper files in her hands. She stopped beside me, handing the file over to me.
"I want all the money in this account transferred back to the companies account within one day." I paused to make sure what I had said was understood.
I continued, "The official properties in the custody of Mr. Jayson must be withdrawn before the end of today."
I glared at him, "On no condition should he set foot in this company ever, I hope I've made a point." I declared, referring to Tracy who nodded in response.
Ignoring the pleas of Mr. Jayson, I stood up from the chair. I made my way to the door but stopped in my tracks and turned to Tracy.
"Schedule a board meeting in the next two hours, I'd love to address the board." Shifting my gaze from Tracy to Jayson whose head was bent downwards,
"Mr. Jayson." I called, trying to get his attention.
When he lifted his head to look at me, I noticed his face was covered with shades of pink and tears but that would not be enough to change my mind. Shaking every form of emotion that was slowly creeping up on me as this wasn't the time to turn an enemy into an ally
"You're officially fired!" I declared.
If there's anything life has taught me, being tough and never letting my emotion cloud my judgement were one of them. His tears will not faze me.
Walking out of the office with Tracy walking closely behind me, I took off my blazers and entered the office my dad had occupied and tons of memories came rushing in all at once. I felt like I was going to break down so I sent Tracy out to prepare for the meeting. I didn't want to show weakness in her presence.
The moment she left, I sat on the chair my dad had used and cried. Even when I tried, the tears wouldn't stop. They kept pouring from the corners of my eyes and streaming down my flushed cheeks. I held my palm against my mouth to muffle the sobs that forced their way to the surface.
My dad's death had been mysterious, so mysterious that fingers were pointing everywhere. The police had promised to get to the root of his death and it's been two years. Two years since he got involved in that car crash because his car had lacked brakes. His brand new Range Rover lacked brakes! How is that even possible? I was sure someone had tampered with them and I hope will soon be revealed.
Regaining my composure, I assessed most of the files arranged in the shelf of his office. Each of them showed good records of the companies activities from when it was started, depending on the title on the file which ranged from weddings, birthdays, gala nights and more.
My phone beeped two hours later. I glanced down at the phone to see it was a text from Tracy. She was done with the arrangements and the staff were all seated in the conference room waiting.
Leaving the office, I went down the hall to the restroom to wash my face and put some fresh makeup on.
I won't want to address my staff looking like a haggard, tattered damsel in distress. I needed them to respect me like they respected my father. This was insanely important to me.
After I was done I stared at my face in the mirror. I forced myself to smile. It almost looked believable. If I hadn't known myself better, I may not have noticed the pain hidden behind my eyes., I walked towards the conference room.
I was surprised at the large number of staff, almost equal numbers of male and female folks.
A voice in my head advised me to run but where would that leave me? I definitely don't want to be tagged as a coward, especially now that I'll be the CEO.
"Good day ladies and gentlemen," I began addressing them, standing at the end of the long table as all heads in the room turned towards my direction.
"My name is Ava Randolph. I am the heiress to this company," they all gasped. I was about to ask why the sudden reaction, the sound of hands clapping in unison erupted in the room.
A real smile spread over my face in satisfaction at how happy they were to finally meet me.
"I will officially start in the office tomorrow and to that effect, I want the summary of the activities of every department during the past two years sent to my office before noon tomorrow." I paused, studying their expressions.
I never even knew I had a bossy side somewhere in me. I guess tough times bring them out...
"Just so you'd know, your manager has been sacked and shouldn't be seen around the company. If he is, you are to inform the security immediately."
"It's about time." A blonde lady said, making everyone chuckle.
"I'll be retaining my dad's office, and I'm also asking for your cooperation to put this company back on its feet. Have a wonderful day." I finished, excusing them.
I was about to leave the room when they all stood up, applauding me. I smiled again and gave them a small nod before going to my office. I felt a sudden sense of overwhelming satisfaction and accomplishment. Maybe this will work out.
AVAI've been working restlessly in the company ever since I took responsibility.The part that annoys me the most is how close the former manager had been to wrecking this company. I have had to fix so much.If I hadn't intervened, my dad's sweat would have crumpled in the hands of one of his most trusted staff.Sitting in the office all day, my mind keeps going back to my daughter. These days I barely have time for her and it hurts me so much.I don't want to be the kind of mother that neglects her daughter because of her work. I want to be actively present in her life, I hate to admit it but I'm almost becoming a workaholic mother. I miss Lissa.Ever since she came into my life, I've never gone a whole day without her until I start
RYAN"Hey, Ry." The blonde I came home with last night called me.Why can't most of these ladies understand the meaning behind a one night stand?She was rubbing her hands on my chest, when I peeled them off in disgust.Ever since my divorce with that evil wretch, I have found it hard to feel anything for any woman. I'd go to strip clubs thrice every week and pay for the best among the girls to go home with me.I'm usually rough with them. There is a reason it's called having sex not making love. The reason behind it was to ease off pent up energy, no strings. I always make it clear to the girls before they come home with me. I don't want them developing useless, worthless, pointless feelings.My attention was brought back to the blonde beside me. She wasn't even that good and here she is acting all lovey-dovey around me. I hate it when they become clin
AVA It was Friday today, Isabelle was off duty today and was just about to leave Melissa and I. I planned on going shopping with Lissa as I noticed she has outgrown most of her clothes. It has been a while since when last we both went out to spend quality time. I don't even remember the last time I took her to the park, I've been so busy with work. We were in the sitting room, on a couch with her between my legs, watching some kids show as I tried tying her hair up in a bun. "Mama?" "Yes, Lissa, Mama's listening," I said, finally succeeding in tying her hair up in a loose bun. Smiling, she said, "Me want cake!" I smiled back at her, nodding my head, I understood why she craved it. I rarely baked anything but for her I'm willing to go back to my old self. I never got the chance t
AVA I've been finding it quite difficult to sleep at night especially this night. I guess my irregular sleep routine was gradually having an effect on me. Walking into the kitchen, I decided to make coffee and take it with the few cookies Isabelle left in a plate near the sink, when I saw a black bag in the sink. I can't remember putting any black bag in the sink, besides no bag was used during my baking session earlier today. I walked to the sink and tore the bag open to reveal packs of different kinds of contraceptives. My breath became heavy and my mind hazy. Whoever put it there must be aware of the reasons behind my broken marriage, this being one. The night my marriage with Ryan began to crumple. FLASHBACK THREE YEARS
AVAI woke up this morning with a malicious headache.You know the type that makes you feel as though you've been hit on the head and when you try to move your head, the pain is transferred to the other side of your head, making you shut your eyes and hold your head.Slowly, I searched for the aspirin in the first aid kit that I keep in one of the cupboards in the kitchen.After I had taken the medicine, I began making breakfast. I decided on eggs for Melissa and pancakes for Helena and I.Thinking of Helena, I really needed to keep my cool if she asks me about Melissa."Good morning, Ava" Helena greets me, moving towards the kitchen."How was your night?" I asked her, smiling."Better than ever, your bed was soft and comfy." She said, yawingSmiling at her, I nod my head and faced the food
AVA"How do I look in this?" Helena asked me for thehundredth time.I never knew shopping with her would be so much fun.I mean how hard is it to just pick one wedding dress, just one and get the hell out of here.My eyes are hurting terribly from the constant white dresses she puts on for me to check out.Right now, I can't even tell which of the whites is more beautiful or worse and my head aches from looking at one thing for three hours seated at one place."It's beautiful" I admire her, the dress is flare and wide like the type in one of those animated movies Melissa tries to imitate.She sighed "I don't really like it, it's kind of heavy." Here we go again."Of course it is, that's why it's a wedding gown," I told her, rolling my eyes. She's such a drama queen."It r
AVAShould I tell her?"Ava!!!" I heard Helena yell, startling me as the phone slipped out of my hand but I was quick enough to catch it."Ye-ye-yes," I stuttered, raising my head to look at her. She was looking at me with so much concern."I've called you so many times, what were you thinking? ""Nothing really," I said, looking around at anything but her."Wow, you look beautiful in that," I said, trying to change the subject."Of course, I look beautiful in anything especially when you're not here," she said, rolling her eyes"Are you OK?, you look lost, besides I'm not even putting on a wedding dress,"I immediately looked at her and noticed that she really wasn't putting on a wedding dress."I'm fine, what I actually meant was that you'
AVAAnd soon, I came face to face with the stranger who had saved my life and that of Melissa three years ago.He was still stunned on seeing me and stopped in his track."You know Luke? " Noah asked, bringing me out of my train of thoughtsI nodded my head and cleaned the tear on my face as I smiled at Luke.He still looked the same just a little more older than he had been the first time I saw him.The tattoos on his body were still visible around his neck as the long sleeved shirt he was putting on failed to completely cover it up.He was still well built and I just noticed the striking resemblance between him and Noah.He looked few years older than Noah, his blue eyes were beautifully defined with thick brows.His stature was just a times two of how