I met Mister So, head of housekeeping who brought me around the building. Mr. Harvey had mentioned before Mister So entered, that the housekeeping head is also a loyal servant of my grandfather. He also gathered the rest of his team and introduced me as a newly hired cleaner.
"These are the cleaning supplies you will need. Are you sure you want to clean the men's toilet?"
"Yes. Where do the managers go?"
"Managers office are at every floor depending on which department they are. but the toilet for them are at the 5th floor."
"Okay then. Thank you Mister So, I can take it from here. " I winked at him and waved him off.
I took the housekeeping lift and went to the fifth floor. I was restocking the supplies at a cubicle when two men entered. One of them sounded familiar, I wonder where I have heard that voice. They were having a good laugh over something. Then there was silence as both men took a pee at the urinals and one could
I was tapping my fingers on the table eagerly waiting for Clyde to make his appearance at the restaurant we agreed to meet at. I chose to have an exclusive booth where no one can see us and I can easily go in and out thru the backdoor. Of course, the restaurant belonged to my grandfather's chain of business and Clyde had already informed them of my passage. Knock...knock... "Get in." "Young master." He was starting to bow and the door was still open behind him. I hurriedly looked down with my cap over my face until I heard the door clicked. "Clyde, in public places like this, make sure nobody sees you bowing to me." I reprimanded him. "I am sorry young master." "Please take a seat." I invited him to a chair across from me. "Before you arrived at the toilet, I heard those two men speaking. The stout guy mentioned about a proposal. What new project do we have?" "Hmmm. The tie up with W*****n Office Co., what else could it be? " "Hahaha" I can't hold my laughter."Seriously?" I
"Guards!" Mr. Em growled. Security personnel approached us and helped Mr. Em to his feet. He then looked at us with much hatred as he tried to brush off his coat. "You and you," pointing at Mr. So and me, "I will see you in the HR office!" He walked towards the elevator. "Guards, you better join us or this guys will harrass me!" So he was followed by two guards and Mr. So and me. He barged right into the HR office but before he could speak, Mr. Harvey, spoke first. "Mr. Em, what is the meaning of you contacting and sending a file to Brilliant Studio?" The stout man wanted to protested and complain but was interrupted. "Our IT staff discovered an outgoing mail addressed to our competitiors IP. Why would you be communicating with them." Mr. Em caught in his act remained silent. "If you are not planning to give an explanation, then I would have the guards to accompany you out of the building." He suddenly knelt and pleaded. "Please Sir, give me a chance to stay. Please!" H
Dazzling chandelier lights will blind one's eyes as you step into the carpeted deck of the five hundred-foot mega yacht. The sweet scent of the pink stargazers and white roses drifts to your nostrils as they fill the railings and take the centerpiece of cocktail tables that dot the vast area.Tall men dressed in black pants and white long sleeved shirts accentuated by a bow tie darts through the crowd bringing glasses of wine or hors de oeuvres. Every now and then, a guest stops them to get some drinks or food, or makes a request for something.One word for the party preparation - Lavish! It was the sixty fifth birthday for the matriarchal head of one of the prestigious families of Hamstead County. They may not be as rich as they were before and precisely they tried to throw off a grand party to invite prospected partners to revive their business.A few meters from the deck is a hall decorated with imported orchids and huge rainforest plants. Lace curtains
Someone's POVSeated at the center of the long table in front was the grand matriarch, Lady Henda. Although celebrating her 65th birthday today, she looks a decade younger still. Thanks to her vanity, she had spent countless hours at 5th Street Salon&Spa and millions of dollars on botox and whatever new beauty technology there was to try.To her right is her first born son, Richmond Vonne, my father's half brother. Although he is younger by two years, he had the advantage in built and height and bullied my dad ever since they were young. Next to him is another bully, his wife, Leila Vonne. She too is a regular customer at 5th Street Salon&Spa, always enjoying free treatment when she goes with grandma by sweet-talking to her in-law every time. She had been divorced twice before getting married to Richmond but had no children in her previous marriage.Beside the couple are the fraternal twins, Micah and Micco. Supposedly they are
Patrice's POVThe Vonne family was seated in front of everyone else. The guests were introduced as they entered the dining hall and took their seats among the round tables. Lady Henda had a plastered smile on her face and gently tilted her head with a bow as every guest was introduced.Last to come in was the guest of honor, a man with streaks of grey hair but who stood with propriety despite holding a cane. He was the head of the Zeller, a multi-company empire located at an off-shore island twice as big as Hamstead county. Recently, they have announced their interest to expand business in Hamstead County by putting up a twenty-story mall, the tallest building to ever graze the county's skies yet. Everyone seems eager to try to get a contract with them, including the Vonne Family.Lady Henda stood up and clapped her hands as Mister Zeller walked down the aisle with his male assistant. Everyone else stood up as well."Thank you Mister Isaac Zeller for grac
Resh's POVI just came back from changing my shirt when it was announced that everyone should proceed to the adjacent part of the yacht for fireworks display and gift giving. As usual,we'd be last to get our ass out of the room so I sat first next to my wife, Patrice. I noticed her sweet smile as I took my seat. She was so pretty in her dark blue gown and I was quite ashamed to accompany her wearing one of those old shirts of Mister Mikael Vonne. I had no choice though. I'm not interested in parties like this but to show gratitude to the old man's help for putting a roof over my head and food to fill my tummy, here I am to fullfill one of his "deathbed wish", to present a valuable gift to his second wife, the lost ruby ring that once contained the poison given to him.A month before he died, one of the servants found the ring half buried in the garden. It was Lady Henda's favorite ring but she lost it a few days prior to the day it was found by the servant.
Resh's POVIt had always been this way. My wife would be walking ahead of me every time we are in public. I presume that she may feel ashamed of me. Since our marriage two years ago, we have not even held each other's hands. We have never looked each other in the eye, not even on our wedding day. Perhaps, she is just waiting for a chance to divorce me after her fate is determined regarding the CEO position in the Vonne textile corporation.We had just stepped into the platform when the lights went out and a loud booming sound was heard. A shower of lights flooded the dark sky. Everyone's head was turned towards the sky as myriads of colors burst all over. But my eyes were fixated on the woman before me. Her porcelain skin shone bright, as bright as her gleeful smile. Patrice looked so cute as her lips rounds up to express a silent WOW with each burst of the fireworks in the sky. Perhaps it won't be wrong to hope that one day I can hold her hand as we watch firewo
Chapter 6 Critical SituationPatrice's POVA second splash was heard after my good for nothing husband fell into the water. Everybody headed towards the railings and stared at the water below. The ripples had died down so it can be presumed they have gone deep down into the water.I was suddenly gripped with fear. Why was he so stubborn not to show our gift for Lady Henda? The crowd lost interest waiting for the two of them to come back up to the surface but the crew of the yacht had prepared a rope ladder and were using spotlights to flood the area with light.“Patrice, let’s go. Your good for nothing husband might be good as dead down there.” Dad said with an I-Don’t-Care tone of voice.“Huh! He really brings shame to us! Now we don’t even have a gift to present and he steals the show by jumping into the water,” a dismayed expression on my stepmom’s face.Mister Isaac Zeller approached near t