Clear the table. Wash dishes. Wash clothes. Dust off. Cook meals. I have a lot of use in this house and yet they call me good for nothing... Tsk..Tsk...What if I go to some distant place and enjoy a vacation? These folks will surely miss me.
It's ten in the morning when all house work got done. I logged in to my account and WHOA!!! How the heck did I get $10,000,000 in my account? Did I read the zeros right? 7 zeros... That makes it 10 Million dollars right?
"WebToon Office, Goodmorn..." A guy sounded on the other end of the line.
"Cut the crap Borj. You know it's me. Heey, I just got a freaking ten million dollars in my account. Did accounting office just made a mistake sending my fee? They keyed in too much zeros I guess..."
"Hahahaha.. My friend, come to the office and I will explain,"...Tooot.. Line went dead.
I could imagine my friend smirking as he ended the call. What, how, why...My mind was really boggled..I too
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Chapter 16 Ten Million Dollars As I was taking my seat, Borj stood up to lock the door. We don’t want the surprise look of our staff when they open the door and find me seated in the manager’s chair. “Want some coffee first?”, Borj offered. “Let’s get down to business first. What is ten million dollars doing in my account?” “Why do I sense you are annoyed? Shouldn’t you be happy you have more money?” The mocking face. He looks playful today. What could be up on his sleeve? “You need coffee. Just one moment. I can get my secretary to do that for us.” He stood up and press some numbers on the intercom. “Sweety, get us two coffee in here, one dark and strong and one latte.” I promptly stood up from the manager’s chair and I was standing by the window curtains already when we heard a knock at the door. Borj stood up to open the door and let his secretary in. “Thank you my dear” he said and locked the door aga
“Borj!” Now I was really looking at him with piercing eyes wanting to rip him apart.“Young master, please. Let me explain,” Clyde pleaded.“Let us go to your car and talk.” I motioned with my eyes for Clyde to follow me “As for you Borj, I’m not done yet!”Of all things I hated, is getting in touch or connected with my family. Clyde is my grandfather’s personal assistant and driver. He has served in the family from since he turned adolescent with his father and mother serving in the old mansion of my grandfather as well. It would seem as if they had been our slaves with the years of service they gave. However, don't think of it in a bad way. Their family had been treated like a family from time in memorial. Their loyalty can be counted upon by my grandfather.My maternal grandfather, Mr. Amory Donovan as you may be wondering, is the top notch business tycoon in the country. COUNTRY, yes. Not cit
Being in a rich family doesn't mean being always happy. I've learned that at a young age from my father. He had to be away often for overseas trip and when he was in city, he still can't spend enough time for himself and his family. He and my mother were university sweethearts. Because he didn't come from a well-to-do family, he had to work his ass off to prove he was worthy to be part of the Donovan Family. And just when you are doing well and on your way to the top, people start to get envious and drag you down. The worse thing is that it will be people of your blood or circle who will do the most unimaginable things to bring you down.So I had refused every help from the Donovan family. The grand patriarch of the McLain finally discovered my lineage but I made him vow to keep it a secret. In exchange for his silence, he made me marry his most beloved granddaughter, Bridda. He wanted to secure her future no matter what happens to his perfume company. He knows too well
Resh!I heard my name called out twice. First it was Bridda. Followed by Aaron, her cousin.I turned to them with the most innocent look I can master. "Yes?""Mind explaining what you were doing in that car?"I gave Bridda a foolish grin and scratched my head. "I am trying to convince BossStudio to take on the story I am writing. ""Woow! Big dreams man! You think they'd pay attention to a story from a nobody like you?" Here goes the greatest sarcasm of all times."There's no harm in trying," I responded to him looking him straight in the eyes."Damn! How dare you answer back Resh? Did I not tell you not to look straight at me? Bow your head!"I clenched my fist in my pocket trying to stop myself from throwing a punch right to his face. Bridda sensed my anger boiling and held to my hand."We just had lunch with Aaron's parents and we are on our way to attend a very important meeting in BossStudio actually. Please get us
I was back in Borj's office and he had a guilty worried look in his face. "Boss~~ ..." It sounded more like a whimper with a gay intonation. "Yes Borj, I know already. You didn't have a hand in this." "Phewww! Aint am I relieved!" He tried to wipe imaginary sweat on his forhead,"I really didn't know they were involved until Mister Clyde came today." "He gave this invitation by the way. It seems a grand masquerade ball will be held next week to announce the upcoming TV Series." Borj handed a green envelope bearing the Webtoon Office name on it. I reached out for the envelope and brought it to the couch. It held two tickets to the grand masquerade ball to be held in Grand Platinum Hotel, one of the most lavish 5 star hotel in the city. Basically, among the hotel chains of my grandfather. "It's a masquerade ball. Shall we attend then?" "You can." I told him disinterestedly.. "Why not you? Nobo
Bridda was on the phone when I called out "Dinner is ready!"It took her a few minutes and by the time she sat down, her parents were almost done."Is the food not good?" I asked Bridda as she was toying with her utensils."Uhumm.. It is okay," father-in-law clears his throat and replies. This family never admits how good my cooking is."I think I lost my appettite." Bridda sighed. "If only we can get an invitation, Grandma will be very pleased. She had put me and Aaron in a contest so as determine the next CEO for the company. She plans to make an announcement on her birthday next Friday. "So what do you need to do?" I asked her as I also took my seat and start to eat my dinner.Bridda was holding her fork but it just went in circles around her bowl."First the invitation. It will be a plus point to have an attendance in the masquerade ball. Of course, it will basically boil to getting an ad slot.
I woked up early enough to prepare breakfast so as not to repeat the same episode yesterday. Just when the table was ready, Bridda comes out rushing."Have breakfast first. It's ready.""Thanks. I have to rush to the office. I just got a call from my secretary that an envelope from BossStudio arrived. Bye!"I busied myself tidying up the kitchen sink while the elderly couple ate in utter silence. Then they stood up, one going to her room and the other taking a seat on the couch and turning on the TV for some sports channel.I was not done with the dishes yet when my phone rang."Sir, your wife is a mess right now."It was a staff from McLain Perfumery, Robert, an insider trusted by the old man."What happened?""She won't talk also.""OK, thank you for informing me. I will be there in a minute".....I was in Bridda's office in no time and was pointed by the staff to her office. I saw her
I felt heat rushing to my face and ears. Bridda must have been so happy to know there was a way in to the grand masquerade ball. I tried to get my phone from my pocket to call Borj that instant and also to cover up for such an awkward moment. "Yes Boss?!" The shrill voice at the other end was kind of loud I was afraid Bridda might have overheard. "What Boss? Borj, this is Resh! Why haven't you still saved my number?" "Oh oh, sorry. Wazzup Resh? " "Uhhmm... You mentioned your company is having a tie-up with BossStudio and that you were going to the grand masquerade ball and have an extra invitation." "Aren't you going?" He sounded puzzled. "I'm with Ms. Bridda right now," ...Yes, with a Ms., That's how I address my wife. "She lost her invitation. Maybe you can give to her your other invitation?" "Ahhh sure! Should I send it to her office?" "No..No...No.. She actually has an invitation but lost it in her office. It would