Chapter 4: A gift with teeth

After my bath I made my way to Sapphire where my grandfather was waiting at the dining table. He was reading a newspaper when I walked in, but dropped it on the table when he caught sight of me. 

"Anything interesting?" I asked pulling out a seat for myself. 

He shook his head. "No. It is the same thing over and over again." His tone was gloomy as if he was done with the troubles that plagued the world. "Are you alright, pops? I asked worriedly. He nodded. "Don't mind me. I am just being an old man." 

"You old! I haven't noticed," I teased, eliciting a smile from him. 

There was plenty of food laid out on the table that is more than enough for an army. My first night here when they served this plenty food I had thought us hosting a party only to learn that it was just a meal for my grandfather and I. 

My grandfather is very rich. One of the richest man in the city, and as his only living relative that makes me the sole heir to all his riches. Yes, I am a heiress now. 

"So what is your plans now that you are back home?" Pops asked as we dug into our food. 

"I was thinking of starting in one of your companies. I don't mind starting at an entry level and working my way up." I am thirty, and I don't think that I am too old to start afresh, and I do not take advantage of who my grandfather is. 

My grandfather has his fingers dipped in a lot of things. Hotels, restaurants, hospitals. 

"I have something better in mind," Pops said with a knowing grin on his wrinkled face. There was a twinkle in his green eyes letting me know that he was pleased with himself at this new idea. His excitement made me curious to know. "What is it?" I asked, a smile appearing on my lips just because he was happy. 

Things between us started off rocky. I was angry with him for what he did to my mother. He threw her out because she married a man whom he didn't approve and then forgot about her. When he grew a conscience and tried to find her it was already too late and me her kid with no else to take responsibility of me was thrust into the system, and soon I got lost in the system, and that is why it took him this long to find me. 

We ironed out our difference and we both made peace with what had happened. I found it in my heart to forgive him, and he too learned a lesson that you cannot force someone to do what they don't want to, because you will end up losing the ones most dear to you. 

"Your own company," he beamed at me. A proud expression on his face. I didn't immediately bite. In fact I was too shocked to react. A company. Didn't expect that. It didn't take long for my shock to transition into fear. What do I know about running a company. I just finished my first degree in business administration and has no working experience, and he wants me to start my first job as a the CEO of a company. 

He must have seen the terror on my face because he tried to reassure me. 

"You don't need to worry so much. It is not a start up company. It is an already made. We acquired it few months after you left the country."

His words made me suspicious. I narrowed my eyes at him. "What is the name of the company?" 

"Emerald Media." 

I frowned because I haven't heard of the company. He said it exist, and not a new company. I took out my iPhone to search for it. 

"What are you doing?" he stopped me. "Googling it. I have never heard of the company," I explained. "That is because it went by a different name before we acquired it. LYFE Agency."

I froze at the name he mentioned. The fuck in my hand slipped and clattered on the table. A pale look on my face. "What did you say?" I gasped in a low voice. 

He has lost the smile on his face and now regarded me with an expression I know too well. A stubborn serious expression that warns me not to argue, but I was going to argue. If this his idea of a prank it wasn't funny. 

The company he just mentioned was my ex husband's company, and seeing how things ended with us, I would love not to run into him ever. Unless he is going to tell me that he no longer works there I will not be doing this. 

"Before you protest let me explain..." he began, but I wouldn't let him finish. "No," I snapped curtly and flew to my feet. I can't believe he will do something like this, not after knowing how Tim treated me, and how hurt I was after our marriage ended. I was broken. He was the reason I had to leave the country to study abroad. I needed something to take my mind off my heart break, and now when I have achieved some semblance of control over my emotions and have learned to move on my grandfather brings him back to my life. I can't believe he will do this to me. 

I ignored his call for me to wait and listen. If it has to do with Tim it wasn't open for discussion. 

As I headed back to Emerald, the wing not the media my head felt as if it was spinning out of control. I was pissed that the mere mention of Tim's name has the ability to undo me this way. I had thought myself doing pretty well moving on. I even tried seeing other people the few years I was abroad though none of them lasted. 

When I got into the bedroom I threw myself on the bed and then went ahead to punch the pillow several times in frustration. My eyes grew wet as I remembered how much Tim hurt me. I really had thought myself over his betrayal, but should have known I was deceiving myself. That kind of hurt doesn't disappear easily. 

A knock sounded on the door. I refused to answer knowing it was my grandfather. I knew he wouldn't let this rest unless I see things his way. My grandfather is a man used to getting his own way, but in this case it will not be happening. 

He allowed me the courtesy of three knocks before he made his way inside uninvited. I remained faced away when he walked in, and even when he sat down on the bed I pretended that he wasn't there. 

I waited for him to say his piece and then leave because nothing he will say will convince me to work in the same company as the man who hurt me dearly. 

"I love you," he said softly. I paused. I didn't expect that. Though his sentiment touched my heart, I remained steadfast in my act of ignoring him. "I didn't do what I did to hurt you. In fact I did it for you." 

I scoffed wondering how putting me in the same room as the man who betrayed me is for me. 

"I did it to give you an opportunity to get back at him." 

Alright, this I definitely wasn't expecting, but love hearing. I was intrigued now. I turned around to face him, a look of interest on my face. 

"I know that will get your attention," he smirked smugly at me. I rolled my eyes at him. "Are you going to gloat or tell me what you have in mind?"