FAZER LOGINEveryone in the Carrington family had seen the news. Olivia, Gerald, Amira and Adrian called and sent messages but Damien only responded to his wife only. Gerald was not comfortable with the situation. He dialled Emilia."Father ….""What exactly are you doing to manage this situation?!!" His voice cut Emilia off immediately. Emilia pulled the phone from her ear the moment the volume rose. When his voice dropped, she brought the phone back to her ear."Father, my team is working on it. But this has spread quickly. You know how the public responds to anything involving our family. They feed on it.""Do your best to control the situation, I did not build this name for so long to let it be stained.""I know that.""Do your best and I might grant your request concerning Luca."The line went dead.Emilia squealed in excitement. She was surrounded by her crisis management team.She turned to face her team."Everyone," she said, "get busy. I want counter narratives on every platform within
Damien and Jules were still on the private jet coming back to their city not knowing the chaos that had been released. They had not gotten enough rest due to the board meeting and late nights they spent investigating the source of the problem and how to counterattack. They had switched their phones to airplane mode before takeoff and had not looked back.Both of them had put their phones on airplane mode to avoid distractions, they were deep asleep.Their flight soon landed. As soon as the flight landed, the flight attendant touched Damien's arm gently. She hesitated before doing it again, firmer this time."Sorry to wake you, sir," she said softly, "but we have arrived at our destination."Damien opened his eyes slowly. He rolled his neck, feeling the stiffness. Jules stirred on his own, sitting upright and fixing his glasses."Already?" Jules muttered, looking at his watch."Apparently," Damien said, his voice rough with sleep.The jet door opened. Damien buttoned his jacket and sm
The man in the hotel room moved a piece on the chessboard.He was not a tall man, but he carried himself with the kind of confidence that made rooms feel smaller when he entered them. He stood at the hotel window, his fingers resting in the left pocket of his pants. He looked down, he watched Damien and his assistant leave the hotel with a smirk.He pulled out his phone. “It’s time for the next plan, have a nice flight back home Damien. I hope you love my gift to you when you land”He dialed a number with a burner phone, he waited till it got answered.The call went through on the second ring."Hello, this is Carrington Global News Network on the line." The voice professional, it was the secretary on the call."I would like to speak with your boss," he said. His tone was calm. "I have some important information she might find interesting.""May I know who is calling and what this is regarding?". The secretary asked. He let the paused for a second before he continued "Tell her it conc
A man and a woman stood with a phone in their hand on loudspeaker. They were both listening intently to the recording that had been sent to them.For a moment neither of them moved, the phone sat on the table between them, screen still lit.The woman was fuming by the time the recording ended, she angrily pushed the things that were on a table nearby on the floor.Everything on the table fell down; Papers, a pen, a small decorative bowl. The flower vase hit the floor and shattered into pieces, water spreading across the tiles, the flowers scattering in every direction. She stood over the mess breathing hard, her chest rising and falling rapidly, her hands still shaking from the force of it.The man beside her did not move, he remained cool. He stood with his arms folded and a small smile appeared at the corner of his lips on his face, watching the water spread toward the edge of the rug.The woman turned and saw the smile."You are smiling?" She stared at him. "We just lost. He caught
In a totally different city. Damien was in a meeting with the company’s board members. The conference room was on the thirty second floor of a glass building. Damien sat at the head of the table and his eyes looked tired, he had not slept enough but that didn't matter. His tie was loosened. There were dark circles under his eyes, his hands were folded on the table in front of him and his face gave away the seriousness of the discussion going on in the room.Around the table sat the people who had helped build his company and the people who were quietly trying to dismantle it. He had known for some time which was which.His assistant stood to his right with a tablet, ready."How did the information leak?" The question came from a shareholder on his left, a man in a grey suit who had been with the company for six years and had been growing increasingly nervous over the past two weeks."My team is already investigating," Damien said coolly. "We will have a full answer shortly.""Shortly
A week had passed.Elena stood in front of her mirror getting ready for work.She picked up her phone.She called his number.The line rang out and went to voicemail again. The automated voice was brief, asking the caller to leave a message.She had heard it enough times this week to have it memorized in her memory.She lowered the phone and looked at herself in the mirror for a moment. Then she put the phone in her bag and finished getting ready.She had work to do. She would focus on that.The office building was already busy when she arrived. People moving through the lobby with coffee cups and bags.Elena walked through the main doors and was three steps inside when she heard quick heavy footsteps coming from her left.She turned.The woman was in her fifties, well dressed, her face filled with rage that had been building since she sat waiting on Elena’s arrival. She covered the distance between them fast and her hand came up before anyone in the lobby had time to react.The slap
Damien knew he was attractive but after his wife passed away, he had not felt the same way for another woman. He had learnt to ignore advances with practiced ease."Good morning, Dr. Mitchell," he replied briefly , his tone making it clear he was here for business, nothing more.Dr. Mitchell turned
Elena had pushed aside most of her work documents, accepting that she wasn’t going to get much done with Adrian around. Not that she minded, his energy was infectious, and after the tension of the past few days, his lighthearted presence felt like a breath of fresh air.“So,” Elena said, settling b
Adrian stopped halfway, dropping his arms with an exaggerated pout. "One of these days, big brother, you are going to let me hug you. One of these days.""Not today," Damien said flatly, but there was the barest hint of warmth in his voice that only someone who knew him well would catch.Adrian had
The next morning, sunlight streamed through the tall windows of Elena's bedroom, painting golden patterns across the cream-colored walls. Elena stirred, her body protesting slightly from yesterday's tension, but the brightness of the new day felt like a fresh start.She stretched her arms above her







