Mr. Willson sat behind his desk waiting for the news from Mr. Leastwise on what had transpired last night. This was the first time he had gone against a large and prestigious family like the Shuler. He was anxious, and his nervousness grew as the time ticked by with no word from Mr. Leastwise. The only confirmation was when he received a text that the target was acquired last night.He waited until the opening hour and noticed Sara hadn’t shown up for work like always. This comforted him because he knew she was punctual with her work ethic. He greatly wanted Sara’s video so he could duplicate it for his own cardinal pleasures.The time to start work came, and still no Sara, but also what was puzzling was Blake hadn’t arrived. This infuriated Mr. Wilson, he was already short-staffed, and with Blake and Sara missing, he was left with distributing the orders that had to go out. He did an abysmal job, and many deliveries were misplaced or delivered to the wrong places that morning. Regret
Mr. Wheaton was in the living area of the penthouse and greeted them. Seeing the two women holding onto Blake’s arms, he smiled.‘Oh, to be young and vigorous, I envy him.’ Sam Wheaton thought misunderstanding Blake’s relationship with the two ladies.“Welcome, boss, this was given to me by the family, and it’s now yours. When we visit your office later, Miss. Susan Writtle will be your receptionist.” Mr. Wheaton said, not noticing the two ladies’ angry looks. They saw how shameless that woman was towards Blake and did not like it.“Mr. Wheaton, I’m here today to clear up some misunderstandings with The Syrum Syndicate and adequately take over the company. I still have some work to do in our delivery company and will return tomorrow to meet with all the head directors of each department officially.”“Fine, that’s fine. Let’s head down to your office; it’s only one floor down, and I’ll have Miss. Writtle, meet us there.” He said as he walked over to a com on the wall and called Miss. W
“Mr. Wheaton, I have those documents you need.” Mr. Houce placed the documents in front of his desk for Mr. Wheaton’s approval.“Nortan, I hear you had a confrontation earlier about a parking spot.”“It’s nothing, just a group of visitors who didn’t follow the rules. They even claimed that they were employees of the company. Can you imagine telling the HR director they are employed when I haven’t interviewed them? It would have been fine if they hadn’t lied to me. What a disrespectful group, so I left them a gift.”“Nortan, why didn’t you call security? They could have handled this properly, and you wouldn’t be implicated.”Nortan looked at Mr. Wheaton and frowned, and he did justice for the company. What does he mean implicated?“Sir, I don’t understand. I taught them a lesson not to go against the rules. What is there to be implicated for?”“Norton, do you realize what type of car you deface?”He didn’t know, and he wasn’t a car enthusiast. He thought that it was a broken-down car.
Panic was what Norton Houce felt now. No dread and remorse would have been the best way to describe his feelings at this time. His dreams have come crashing down, and depression has filled his heart. If he could have turned back time, he would not have challenged this man initially. There was no pill for regret.“Since this is a country of laws,” Blake said, looking at the police officers who entered the room. “I shall let them handle it from here.”The police came and handcuffed him, stating his Miranda rights, while taking him away. With his vandalism of private property, he looked at severe penalties and years of imprisonment. With this situation taken care of, his focus turned to Sylvia.“Mr. Wheaton, I want Sylvia to take over the entertainment department as department director, which has been newly developed. Will this be a problem?”“No, sir, I will see that it is done.”“Great, now to the main event. Chive Syrum, I’ve been in a position with Elon Trust for less than a day, and
Blake only smiled as he held the glass door leading into the delivery building, letting her enter first, only to hear Mr. Wilson yelling at the other delivery personnel.“What do I pay you all for? This package was to be delivered half an hour ago, and it’s still sitting in the bin.”“Sir, you didn’t assign anyone to the package.” An employee stated as he stood by the counter waiting for his assignments.“Where is sister Sera? She is usually here, I’ve been here for an hour, and no one has given me any assignments for this morning.” Stated another standing next to the first employee that spoke.“She’s not coming in this morning. Here, take this package and deliver it. The info is on it if you’re so idle.” Mr. William looked down at the screen, trying his best to handle all the deliveries and distribute the orders.“Sister Sara! You’re back.”“Why so late? Mr. Wilson is making a mess of things.”“Please take over. I don’t want to be late for our customers.”Everyone in the room had see
“B… Blake, no, Mr. Elon, it wasn’t my idea, please, you have to understand. I don’t have the strength to go against the more powerful. How could I want to do that to Sara? She’s like a daughter to me, but I had no choice in the matter.” Mr. Wilson said, close to tears.“Who?” Was all that Blake asked coldly, looking at Mr. Wilson.“It’s the Shuler family. Mr. Eric Shuler called me and arranged a large sum of money if I could arrange for her to be defiled, with evidence to prove the act. He knew that she was close to me and worked for me.” Mr. Wilson said quickly not to leave out anything.“Did he state why this was to be done?”“No. I also didn’t ask, and I only contacted my friend at the Lotus Suites knowing that he… specialized in that type of deal.” He then gulped before finishing his sentence seeing the anger in Blake’s eyes.“Thank you, that will be all. I shall let you leave now. One thing, I would leave Swanville and the state if I were you and not step back into California aga
Claire opened the door forcefully and entered the lobby. When the waitress greeted them, she asked if they needed a table for two. Claire refused and stated she was here for someone and walked past her. Claire walked straight to Blake and Sara’s table. Blake saw her walking towards them and smiled broadly at her.Blake quickly stood up and introduced her to Sara, so there would be no misunderstandings.“Claire, this is Sara Shuler, the new director of Express Delivery, formally known as Elon Delivery Services. Sara, this is Claire Dalton. We are having a meal to celebrate the new company.” Blake explained, not wanting to state she’s his wife because he knew she hated the thought that he was her husband.“How do you do? I’m Blake’s wife. Is it customary to invite married men to a meal?” Clair said coldly, looking at Sara. She didn’t know why she was feeling this way. It pained her to see Blake having a good time with another woman, and it infuriated her.Sara was surprised when Blake s
“I said if it’s in my power. It’s not in my power to divorce Claire yet, and I still need to understand why her grandfather wanted me to marry her so fast.”“I can’t stand how she berates you like that. What nerve to call you names and belittle you? Why didn’t you stand up to her and tell her off?”“First, I can’t refute some of the things she said, and I owe her and her family for shielding me all this time. It’s complicated, and let’s leave it like that for now.”Sara nodded to discuss this issue for another time. She didn’t want to put more trouble on Blake. There was an incident before they left when they paid for the meal. People gathered around a man on the floor, convulsing and foaming at the mouth. He was thrashing about like he was dying, with his eyes rolling up his head. A woman was kneeling beside him, wailing that the blowfish had poisoned him.“Sob, sob, he took his last bite, becoming like this. He was poisoned. Please help someone help.” The woman in her late thirties