I was in our room when Claudia rushed to me with tears in her eyes."This ain't good," she said and I looked at her in a confused manner before speaking. "What isn't and why are you like this?" I asked. "Marise called to inform me that Hannah's flight should have landed and yet she hasn't called. This time, I'm damned worried.""That shouldn't scare you. Maybe it's too late for her to call. She'd call tomorrow morning." I tried to console her."Let's assume you're correct, then why isn't she picking up her calls? I've been trying her for so long and yet I'm not getting any response," said Claudia in a husky tone and I felt sad for her. "Relax a little. Come tomorrow, you will realise that she's fine.""Wait! Have you asked her mother which aircraft she travelled by? It might give insight into why she hasn't called." I continued and then Claudia looked at me as though my statement made something spark. She rushed to her bed and grabbed her phone. "What are you doing?" I asked in a c
It was a long day and everyone aware of the issue, especially those that were connected in one way or another other had a difficult time relaxing. The Jacksons, especially Veronica were restless while Henry was worried about his ill father, Maureen, Claudia and the employees in WL were all restless. Veronica sat thinking deeply while drinking alcohol while Henry sat by his father looking at him with worry on his face. Also, Maureen couldn't rest as her worries about Charles were endless. She was scared of the condition he would be in and how devastated he would be about everything. She understood his feelings and emotions and can tell when he was unhappy. She alone understood him and it would have been great if Charles was aware of how important he was to her. No one would stay up all night over the news of a plane crash except their loved ones were engulfed in the crash, not to talk of a lover being worried about a man who showed her no face.She should be praised because no lad
Time passed and it was 8:00 a.m. on a terrible Christmas Day. Veronica was all dressed up and she turned on the TV for updates on flight A245 MAX. "West Land aircraft which was reported to be missing was found this morning. The plane which was lost was found through an all-night search team led by US agents. The search was successful due to the help rendered by the Japanese agents and a host of others. It appears that the plane crashed in the North Pacific Ocean claiming hundreds of lives with no survivors. Military aircraft, naval vessels and the like flew over the area assumed to be the point where they lost contact with the plane and there, debris was found due to the explosion that followed after its fault." the anchor spoke and Veronica listened.Veronica was shocked by the news even though she knew that it was imminent. She stared at the TV and a scowl formed on her face. She hates media engagement and now, she can't believe her company got dragged and that more of it is comin
The news of the crash went viral.Some of the families of the bereaved marched down to West Land airlines headquarters in Texas.They marched angrily and wanted to get past the security but they couldn't as the security prevented them from going in.The security men called for more help and they blocked the people from coming in through the first gate. The protesters didn't care and they shouted carrying their placards. They moved backwards as their agenda isn't to walk past the gate but to express their opinions even if they make chaos. Some of them were with placards which they had prepared to use in expressing their grief and crying out their sorrows.Different sentences were on their placards: They are important to us but you've snatched them away. I need them back. They are innocent, their souls are precious. They didn't deserve to die. My babies were on that plane. We need explanations. In all, their message was simple: "We want them back."It was evident that they were annoy
I was with Claudia who was still sad about everything. She has been crying for so long. Whenever she stops crying, she resumes again and continues that way till she's tired. There was no limit to her tears and she also cried while working although softly.I placed my hand on her shoulder as she refused to eat.I asked her earlier in the day more than once to eat after I prepared breakfast but she declined and I understood. But now, it's almost noon and yet she has refused to eat. I'm so surprised because the Claudia that I know doesn't joke with food. I'm sincerely not happy about her distaste for everything.If she continues like this, she might fall sick. Yesterday she skipped lunch because she was afraid and worried about Claudia's whereabouts so, she barely had supper.I had to beg her to eat and now I don't stand a chance of convincing her because she has sternly refused to eat. "Claudia!" I said and she turned to me."Don't you think you should inform Marise about the cras
I had supper sadly as I worried about sir Charles.I couldn't bear the thought of him spending another night outside the mansion and especially in his current condition. I was more worried because, since the news of West Land aircraft, he hasn't been home. I don't know how he's feeling and if he's lonely. I'm aware that I might not be able to console and take his burdens away but it will feel nice to have him within my reach and I would be assured of his safety. What am I thinking? How can he be lonely? He must have loyal employees who will share in his troubles but he's still the leader of the cooperation so, he will be more affected. His family will also be by his side even when others give up on him so, I shouldn't think that he's alone in this. But come to think of it, I haven't seen his family and I've been working for a whole year. Why didn't I think of this? The only person I'm familiar with is Robert, sir Charles's friend and that bitch Hailey. Does this mean that he's
I went to the kitchen to prepare sir Charles's meal. I tried my best to be as fast as possible.I had forgotten that I hadn't prepared something for him to eat after I persuaded him into accepting my proposal. I rushed and quickly made pasta since I had made roasted chicken earlier. "I'm sorry if I took long to make your food sir. I wasn't sure if you were coming back today." I apologized after placing the food before him. That was true because whenever sir Charles would be late, he would inform the mansion and his food would be prepared immediately.I saw the look on his face when I was coming from the kitchen and it told a lot so, I had to apologize since he doesn't like waiting for people. Charles didn't say a thing to Maureen since he knew that he always ate his food fresh and hot. That was reason enough for her to have not made his food and besides, she was quick with it. I went back to the kitchen and took a glass of water with me. When I came back sir Charles was eating and
I woke up earlier than ever since I will have to attend to Claudia's duties in her absence. But before carrying on with household chores I dimmed it fit to prepare my boss's breakfast before he woke and that I did.The instant I saw sir Charles descend the stairs, I rushed to him. I took hold of his briefcase and waited for him to walk toward the dining but he did otherwise. “You don't need to do that I can hold it myself,” he said. “It's not a problem for me sir. The living room isn't far from the dining.” I answered.“I see. Don't bother, I won't be having breakfast,” he said and I wasn't pleased with his utterance. “sir it's still quite early and I think it's better to have something in your tummy to help you prepare for the day ahead of time. You can't say how occupied you'd be. I doubt you will eat at work. Sir try taking in some food even if it's little.” I tried to persuade him. “Well, you have a point it's just 7:00 a.m.” As soon as he said that, I led him to the dining.