When they were finally alone, Warren breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't want Jennifer or Christina to know about his hidden wealth. He looked at Jack and couldn't help but smile.
"I have to say, Mr Lewis you really helped me out of a tight spot there," Warren said gratefully.
"Please Master Cole, you're too kind, I'm not worthy of your praise," Warren said.
"I don't want any of my other businesses to suffer from any financial problems, and since I enjoyed a meal here, I think I have to compensate you. I will wire the amount now," Warren said.
Jack didn't want to refuse him, in fear of offending him, so he only nodded.
"On that note, I would like a report on the business' books. Could I have it by tomorrow. If it isn't too much of a problem, could you also get me a report of the rest of the businesses in the Flemond Galaxy District. It would be best if you could highlight any of the businesses that have been strugglin
Early the next morning, Warren took a quick shower and left before Samuel could wake up. The reason he woke up so early was that he wanted to go to a dealership and buy a car for himself. He could afford anything he wanted. So he thought of buying a Bugatti Chiron. This type of sports car costs around 2 billion dollars which is small change to Warren. After all, he did have more than 500 million dollars in his bank account just lying there. He thought that it was high time he put it to use. Warren hailed a cab to go to a dealership early in the morning. He wanted to buy the car so that he could drive it to his new company. It would look weird if the owner of the company arrived in a cab. What kind of image would his staff have of him? When the cab dropped Warren at the automobile center, there were a few cars on display. A Lamborghini Urus and Porsche 718 caught his eye in particular. These two cars were the highlight at the center. It looked amazing and if he were t
When he was about to enter, a security guard blocked him and asked for a form of identification. Warren was taken aback by this. Although he was the owner of the company, no one knew that, so how could he explain himself."I'm sorry Sir, but I don't have any way to verify my identity right now, but could you please call whoever is in charge here," Warren said.The security guard looked at him with a frown forming on his face. He had never seen such a bold person before. He came dressed in such mediocre clothes and then he demanded to see their boss. He must have a screw lose in his head or something."If you cannot provide a form of identification, then I'm afraid I cannot grant you access to the building. Also, it is out of my hands to call the person who is in charge," the guard said firmly.Warren became depressed when he heard the guard's words. He just wanted to enter his building, but this guard stopped him. Warren wasn't ang
"Care to explain what's going on here?" Allison asked of Mr Klein."I was just showing these two out, Secretary Banks. This lady came for an interview, but unfortunately she didn't make the cut. Now she's trying to cause trouble here," Mr Klein said worriedly. He wasn't sure if Secretary Banks bought his cheap excuse.Allison looked over to Warren who was looking irritated."Miss Banks, so you mind meeting us in your office for a while?" Warren asked bluntly.When he heard this, Jackson Klein's eyes became bloodshot. Who did this pauper think he was to talk to the secretary of the big boss of Galaxy Tech Lane like that?"What are you still doing here? It's in your best interest to leave right now, or else you will regret it!" Jackson warned him.Before Warren could respond, Jackson could feel his cheeks burst into pain as a hand struck it. Allison couldn't handle Jackson's arrogant attitude anymore. He even dared to b
"The interview I will conduct with you will be unbiased and fair. That also means that I will not let your relationship with Mr Cole influence my decision in any way. You may have the necessary qualities, but what we need more than quality and experience, is character. I have to warn you, I am not an easy person to please, so I will not go easy on you," Allison Banks warned Yvonne. Yvonne had a resolute expression on her face as she said, "I don't expect anything less than that. I promise that if my interview isn't satisfactory, I will never bother the staff or management team of Galaxy Tech Lane ever again." Warren smiled when he saw this. He was pleasantly surprised at the way Allison took charge of the situation. He decided it would be best if he left Allison in charge of Galaxy Tech Lane. She had the charisma of an excellent manager. Warren looked at Allison and signaled to her to make Yvonne excuse them. Allison understood what Warren was try
Warren sat and waited for almost an hour until he finally saw the familiar figure of Yvonne Grant exiting the elevator. She had a wide smile on her face and the moment she saw Warren, she ran towards him. Warren was surprised when he felt Yvonne's hand touching his. "Thank you so much for allowing me to meet with Miss Allison Banks. If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have gotten this job offer," Yvonne said. Warren was surprised at her sudden gesture. Although Yvonne and Warren attended the same classes sometimes, he didn't expect her to show her gratitude so openly to him. It was really unexpected for him. "Miss Grant, I assume you got the job," Warren said. He didn't know what else to say, in fear of revealing the kind of relationship he shared with Allison. If people knew that he and Allison were close, some would jump to wrong conclusions and think that he might be Allison's toy boy or something. "I just finished my interview with Miss Banks.
"And what are you so smug about?" Yvonne joked when she saw the smile on Warren's face. "Nothing really, I just feel blessed to have a beautiful girl sticking me for lunch. Anyone in my shoes would be happy about it, right?" Warren said playfully. Although Yvonne was beautiful and had an alluring body figure, Warren didn't feel particularly excited by her. That's why he didn't feel too bad for teasing her. When she heard his words, Yvonne blushed. She never thought that Warren would be so bold as to openly flirt with her. This caught her off guard and she didn't know how to respond. "Just keep quiet, or else I will rescind the invite," Yvonne said. That was the only response she could come up with at the time. Warren smiled and pressed his finger against his lips. He was motioning that he would keep his mouth shut. Yvonne smiled when she saw that. Although Warren was poor, he was easy to get along with. Yvonne only talked to Warren earlier
"Warren are you going to allow this woman to talk about you like that?" Yvonne asked irritated."She's entitled to her own opinion," Warren said. He felt as if Jennifer was trampling all over his dignity. It was easy for him to defend himself against Jennifer, but when he was reminded of the previous 6 months they spent together, his heart soften."I didn't know you were such a pitiful person to allow someone to talk down to you like that. It seems like the first impression I had of you was wrong," Yvonne said disappointed. She admired Warren when he stood up for her earlier to Jackson Klein and with Secretary Banks. He showed a lot of courage, but now he was as meek as a lamb."I'm sorry Miss Grant, to drag you into this mess. Jennifer could you please leave," Warren said. Yvonne hit the nail on the head. She was right. Although he was still deeply in love with Jennifer, that didn't gave her the right to disrespect him like that. Especially in front
"It is alright, as long as you give me your word," Yvonne said.At that moment, a phone call was made from outside of the Majestic Oriental Kitchen. Jennifer had a mischievous smile on her face when she dropped the phone call. Charles said that he would be there in 15 minutes and Jennifer was pretty much relishing in that moment. The restaurant would get what they were due for embarrassing her like that.Unbeknownst to them, Warren and Yvonne enjoyed the desert they were offered by the waitress. After all, who would say no, since it was on the house. They talked and laughed for half an hour or so when they suddenly heard the screeching of tires outside the restaurant. When she saw the convoy, Yvonne started to tremble. The sight of the 5 black Mercedes Benz C-Class were all too familiar to her."It's all over now! Charles Chamberlain is here. This restaurant, your life and mine, it is all over," Yvonne said while she was trembling. She knew the