Charles was about to leave for the house when a call came through. He had been left confused over the separation from Tracy. He still could not fathom that Tracy had said nothing about him when Rupert went to hand her the divorce certificate. But he was the one who wanted a divorce, a voice echoed in his head.In his confusion, he felt his frame of mind would not yield a productive day so he packed to go home. Besides, in his absence, his assistant, Rupert and Stacy had instructed the other workers to work in line with his commands. So there was not much to be done at work.“Hello, hello,” Charles said, but the caller was not responding.He ended the call and went back to clearing his desk before going home. The call came through again and this time the caller said something and revealed his identity. It was Chris who had called with a different number. He told Charles he wanted to meet him at his house. The tone of Chris' voice sounded like a father who was scolding his son.“Co
Charles had spent the night at the veterinary clinic. Two of his German shepherds had suffered from a food allergy. And were sick as a result.For weeks, a lot had happened in the Parker house that his attention had been shifted away from his dogs. He thought the dogs would be fine since they were in the care of one of their many aides whose only job in the house was to take care of the dogs.But someone had mistakenly fed the dogs chicken and that had left them under the weather. "Pray nothing happens to them," Charles furiously told Theophilus, who had gone to the veterinary clinic with him. He kept pacing about in the clinic as others who had gone to the clinic to also have their dogs checked kept staring at him. Some of them recognized him. Who did not know the famous Charles Parker of Purple City? Almost everyone knew who he was, but he did not care about the looks people cast at him. At this moment, all he cared about was his dogs. "But how stupid can you get?" He fired Theo
It was already a new day. Charles got out of bed and glanced at the wall clock, it was 10 am. How did he doze off, eventually? He thought. The previous night, he had struggled to shut his eyes. He had spent the night thinking about how to get the best medical care for his dogs. He made calls and texted a few people he knew at other veterinary clinics to inquire whether he could transfer his dogs over for better treatment. For a second he thought, the clinic he had sent his dogs lacked resources. If for nothing at all, he was a Parker and was in the capacity to get the best of everything. Charles entered the washroom to wash his mouth and brush his teeth. He was greeted by luxury. The exquisite and modern designs and opulent features of his bathroom lit him up a bit. He smiled and brushed his teeth. When he was done and about to step out, he chanced on his phone lying on a black marble countertop. The countertop had a built-in wireless charging pad that ensured that his phone wa
A month had passed and Tracy was fully adjusting to Louisa's house. The few weeks she had stayed there made her feel like an outsider who was taking advantage of her friend's kindness. The thought of having Mrs Briggs together with them made her feel like she was an opportunist. She thought her presence had overshadowed her friend and prevented her from being herself. So she sat her down one time when Mrs Briggs was in the kitchen and said, "Louisa, I genuinely appreciate your kindness and support over the past weeks, but I feel I have overstayed my welcome." "What do you mean by that?" Louisa, who was watching a television show, paused the show and asked. "You see, I have not only invaded your privacy by being here, but I have denied you the freedom you deserve to move about freely in your own house" Tracy mumbled.Although Louisa agreed with her to an extent, since she had not been able to walk naked in her house. Before they came, she would walk naked from the bathhouse to t
The night was young. But the anxiety of an unforgettable night out with Fiona got Charles monitoring the wall clock.Immediately the clock struck eight, he knew it was showtime. He moved the curtains on his window and gazed at the glowing lights of the streets that had painted a beautiful set of colours across the darkening sky.For a moment he gazed at the lights and imagined how beautiful his night could get.But he did not waste much time in the land of imagination and dashed off into the bathroom. And within ten minutes he was done bathing. He gazed at the clock and this time it was nine. As he rushed to dress up, he slipped and almost hit his head on the floor.It was at this point that he thought to calm down and take things slowly. Having applied all the body lotion and hair cream, it was time to put on his tuxedo. He had ordered it, especially for his night out with Fiona. As he stood in front of the full-length mirror, he adjusted the impeccably tailored tuxedo to fit prop
"Oh my head," Albert said after waking up from sleep. His breath smelled of alcohol and Chris wasted no time in telling him, "Dude, your breath stinks. Go wash your mouth already." Albert, who had slept on the couch, dragged his feet to use the washroom when he noticed the presence of a third force seated next to the window that opens into the street. "Hey, man! What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be at work by now?" He said. "You crazy ass son of a bitch. I should hit you in the face for scaring the shit out of us last night," the third force who happened to be Charles replied. "What is this one talking about?" Albert asked Chris and started moving towards Charles."Hey, stay right there with your stinking mouth. I'm not close to you but I can smell your breath from here," Charles warned. "He's talking about you getting wasted last night. Don't you remember? You looked like you were dead" Chris swiftly answered. "How much did you drink last night?" He further queried."I don'
It was almost midday and the sun was yet to shine in its full glory. The day appeared slow and lazy. Especially for anyone who found him or herself in the residential areas of Purple City.The residential neighborhood of the city was characterized by calm and peace of mind. And on most days, the place almost felt like a ghost town as most people would have left for work.But the class and wealth that resides in this part of the city could never be subdued.Anywhere you turn, there was an element of luxury that served as a constant reminder of the worth of that neighborhood. Expensive front designs. Luxurious cars such as Range Rovers, Lamborghini, Rolls Royce, Bentley and a few other expensive cars could be seen in front of most of the houses.Only a select few were privileged to own a home in the residential part of Purple City. And the Parkers have been fortunate to live in such a neighborhood and have rubbed shoulders with most of the rich and mighty in politics, music and even foo
The room was quiet and nerves were calmed. Charles was yet to give a piece of in-depth information about who was dead. He did not know how to let it out considering how his father felt about Fiona.But Chris pinched him and whispered into his ears to boldly tell his parents. Charles heeded his friend’s words and blurted it out. “It was in the news,” Charles said.“What was in the news?” His mother asked. “Did you guys not hear the news about the fire outbreak at the Golden Moon nightclub?” he asked.“Well. I did, but what does it matter?” Eddy asked. “I was there last night, father. And all that happened immediately we left,” he said and pointed to Chris and Albert to indicate that they were with him.“But you came out unhurt and that is good news. Besides, I did not know that you were there. And although it wouldn't hurt to know your whereabouts, you are a big boy to decide what to tell me and what not. But the most important thing is that you and your friends escaped that night and