Zara sat cross-legged in front of her parents. They sat in their new home, and she had decided to visit them. She preferred breaking the news to them face to face, rather than on the phone. She had left Jeff in the car outside while she talked to her parents inside. And besides, it had been a while since she had seen them. "Dad, we are getting you a shop."Those words hadn't been digested completely in Rita and Paul's ears. One could say they had trouble processing it. They seemed to be lagging, at times. Zara sighed and rested her hands on her thighs. She uncrossed her legs and sat more comfortably. She used that opportunity to look at the house very well. She could see that Oliver had taken his time to furnish it well with high-grade furniture. Wasn't he doing too much, too much to be comfortable?"Zara, what are you saying?" Paul asked first. He seemed to have processed it faster than his wife.Zara sighed and stood up. "Mum, Dad, remember those times when you used to say you
Kelvin stared at the name Paul had scribbled on a pad for the restaurant. He suppressed a laugh in him and looked at him. "Don't tell me," Kelvin laughed. They were all seated. In the Lawmans' new home. Paul jokingly hit Kelvin, “Oh please, what is wrong with Zaman's Grills?” He turned to his wife waiting for her response. Rita held her forehead and turned to Kelvin. “Paul is more obsessed with his daughter than I. It is all his doing, not like I have a better name yet," Rita saidKelvin adjusted himself in his seat and took in the living room. Oliver had taken his time decorating his house. God knows how much he had splashed into the project. "You should have seen Zara when she came in some days ago, she has grown up," Paul started. His eyes gleamed as he talked about Zara. "Really? In what aspect?" Kelvin asked with renewed interest as he clasped his hands. "Well, for one. Zara has always been a grown up but it seems like she grew up again! Zara found it hard to convey her fe
Vanessa stared at the restaurant bewildered. She had expected it to be a small restaurant where she could just grab her grubs and leave at the speed of light. But they had something going on here. Vanessa stared at the description of the restaurant and looked back at what stood before her. The front of the restaurant was true glass, but at the same time, it offered privacy to its customers. Vanessa slowly stepped out of her car and looked at the glowing name on the signboard.“ZAMAN'S GRILLS,” she spelled it out. It looked like she wouldn't be able to get in without a reservation, although there were chairs outside, but she didn't want to be hijacked by the media. Vanessa made up her mind and entered the main restaurant, the interior was even better, with the makings of a 4.5-star restaurant. She settled into a chair and stared at the servery, where a middle-aged man and woman were working. Those middle-aged people were Paul and Rita Lawman. “Uh hi, I wanted to make a reservation
This was very bad. Cold sweat broke out of Kelvin's body as he worked a thousand scenarios of how today would end. Was this the end? Had she found out? Was Oliver's company and reputation going to plummet down the drain?He was very certain that the woman in front of him was Vanessa Willow. Of course, she was the one, the one that had caused problems earlier for Oliver. If she was here, it was bad news for him, it was instant death. Kelvin nodded his head at Vanessa as he greeted her. He looked at Rita as she smiled at her and he wondered what signal he could give her to back off from the crazy woman in front of him. How could someone so beautiful be as evil as the press portrayed her to be?“Kelvin!” Rita called out. She noticed that he had been staring out into space for a long time. Kelvin greeted Rita briefly and turned to Vanessa. "I hope we are making you comfortable ma'am," Kelvin said politely and wore a smile on his face. "How about we give you a feel of our VIP spaces
"You're fired!"She felt her heart sink deeper into her ribcage. She felt her hearing capacity reduce, so much so that all she could hear were distant echoes of the words that had been uttered to her. She felt her mouth go dry.She lifted her hazel brown eyes to meet her boss. He looked angry. She had deduced that from the way his brows knitted together, causing the fair skin around the area to wrinkle as well. From the way his breathing had become harsher and from the way he looked at her. His arms were folded together, causing the blue shirt he wore to form creases. His dark pants did the same. It was probably the effect of his anger."Mr Mark maybe I should come back when you're calm and no longer angry," she suggested but in a low voice. She heard her own panic in her voice even though she was trying to hide it.Mr Mark glared at the little woman standing before him in anger. Even if the white shirt and dark pants she wore made her look innocent, he knew she would be exactly the s
He stepped out of his house and scanned the area for his car. He ran his fingers through his hair and adjusted his transparent glasses. He was sure that he looked breath taking. His deep green eyes was one of his greatest charm. He smiled. It was always the aim.As if on cue, a black Peugeot pulled in through the gate. His smile widened. His driver was always on time. The car came to a stop beside him. The window pane came down and revealed the one who was driving. It was a fair skinned man with a low cut hair. He was dressed in black suit and pants. He smiled at him. "Hello Jeff, always on time," the man commended his driver.Jeff smiled and unlocked the doors for his boss. He would have walked out to open the door for him but his boss had stopped him from doing so a long time ago. "Thank you sir, it pleases me to serve you," Jeff answered.His boss shut the door behind himself and watched his driver from behind the seat. "How many times will I correct you, Jeff? Call me Oliver. I
Zara was restless.She kept pacing to and fro as she waited for news from the doctors who had all gone in to save him. Each time she peered into the room from where she stood, she could see them trying to stabilize him. All their hands were on him and the only time he moved, was when he was forced to by their machines.She was scared of losing her best and only friend. Kelvin had become more than a friend to her. He had become the man she loved. He was everything to her. She could not imagine a world where he did not exist.Other Nurses and doctors hurried down the corridor as they tried to reach their patients. Zara kept hoping that one of the doctors inside the room with Kelvin would stop and give her the news she was waiting for. Or maybe Kelvin would just walk out of the ICU and tell her that he was perfectly fine. Images of him coughing up blood started coming to her again. That moment had been the scariest moment of her life. She wondered what could have caused it. Had he perha
“In other words, I will be ruined?” Oliver asked almost to himself than to Anne.“Yes, we will be ruined,” Anne made it official.Oliver felt his breathing lose its calmness again. He felt his world begin to crack. It was crashing down before his eyes. He had never once thought that a day like this would come. What had he done to deserve this fate? “What’s causing it?” Jeff asked, breaking Oliver out of his thoughts.It was when he asked the question that Oliver realized he had not thought of asking that same question. If they knew what was causing it then they could find a solution to it. Maybe, just maybe, he would not have to be ruined after all.“Apparently, you’re a monster and you disrespect women,” Anne announced.Oliver narrowed his eyes at her as if she had said something that made sense to no one in the world.“I remember the reporters outside kept yelling things like that to him,” Jeff added. There was a small frown on his face as he remembered the way they attacked his bo