“Anne Jones.” Jack called the name again and she shook slightly at the sound of his tone. Many thoughts were running through her mind as she stood in front of her new boss. “Was she going to be sacked?” That was the biggest of them all.“Take a seat”“Huh!” she exclaimed before she could even stop herself. To say she was shocked was saying things too lightly. She was bewildered, she was stunned completely.“I said, take a seat.” Jack had to repeat himself twice before the words finally sank in. He was offering her a seat in his office. She began sweating as she timidly took one of the leather chairs opposite him. She fiddled with her fingers nervously, her head bent as she muttered a quick prayer.Once she was seated, not comfortable though. No staff could be comfortable being in that position with Jack, Jack hard voice stated“Tell me about the corruption scheme y'all run in my company.”Her head whirled aggressively to stare at him, her heart almost stopped beating at that moment as

She sniffled as she got back from her reverie and realized that she was crying. She had been crying silently for over fifteen minutes as she thought about her past. She looked round the cafe, trying to detect if she had drawn attention to herself, but found everyone focused on themselves, apart from the man who was staring at her intently. He was seated at the table beside her. He wore black suit and held a cup of coffee in his hand, but his gaze was fixed on her, his gaze was deep and intense, like he was searching for something. She stared at him for few seconds, and when he didn't remove his gaze, she reluctantly peeled her eyes off him, returning it to her cup of coffee. She took a sip from her coffee and almost spit it back. The coffee had gotten really cold. She returned the cup to the table and signaled a waiter over. “Get me one cup of coffee. This one had gotten really cold.” she said to the waiter, pushing the cup of cold coffee to her. She nodded with a smile, picked it up

He took another swing from his glass, emptying the glass before dropping it on the bar counter. He dropped a few paper notes under the glass before getting up. “I've dropped a tip. I should get going.”He walked out of the bar, got into his car and drove off, followed by some of his men.“Harry, I have something important to tell you. Please can we meet later in the evening for dinner?” Harry's girlfriend said into the call. They were currently on a phone call, and from her tone, he could tell that something was wrong.“What's wrong, babe?” he asked, already feeling really worried. “I will tell you when we meet. Take care.” she replied, dropping the call. He stared at the blank screen of his phone in surprise. Everything about the phone call sounded strange. She sounded different on the phone and it made him concerned. He dropped his phone and returned to work. He was going to focus on that later.Chelsy, Harry's girlfriend paced around her room after dropping the call with him. How w

Damian yawned as he woke up from his sleep. It was another beautiful day, and he quickly adjusted to life back in Los Angeles. He turned to the bedside table, picked up his phone and switched it on before getting out of the bed. He walked into the ensuite and took a shower before going downstairs.“Good morning sir. The meal is set on the dining table.” his domestic maid announced as soon as he saw him walk down the stairs. He nodded at her, going towards the dining room. He took a seat at the end of the table and uncovered his plate.“Soon, it'll be me and Karen on this dining table.” he thought to himself before digging into his meal.He had spent over a week since his return to Los Angeles, and those days have been very busy ones for him. He had to clear up some documents. He wasn't working yet. He had saved enough money to take care of him for the next ten years without having to lift a muscle. He had made a smooth transition too from the organization in New York.His phone beeped,

They soon started the meeting. Harry made his proposal while speaking charismatically. Ciara listened attentively, jotting down some points. After laying out his points, Ciara raised her hand to speak.“Go on,” the CEO urged.She stood up from her seat and smiled. “The budget you are proposing isn't enough to carry out the publicity project for that period of time.” she countered eloquently. Harry stared at her in surprise before asking “And why is that so?”“You intend to cover a wide area using different methods. The budget can only cover half the area if you want to use different methods of publicity or the full area with limited means of publicity.” she pointed out subjectively. Her speech was fluid and she had a poised stance.Harry was visibly impressed by her speech. He gave her an appreciative nod as he returned to stare at the documents in front of him. Her beauty had blown him off one feet, and now her intelligent speech was drawing him in.“Take a survey and make an estimat