Buzz isn't cool at all.
All the mean words in my mouth left me, that was exactly what I would have done. I wanted nothing more than to make sure the tongue he uses in defaming me hangs loosely by the side of his mouth or, better still, it should be cut off, so he wouldn't have the opportunity of going after another person. I chuckled inwardly to myself as this thought filtered into my head, but I had to keep a stern face at the man running his loose mouth, standing before me. I could see that my bodyguard and Phillip had already gotten into a defensive mode and had their guns clicked, ready to fire at any slight provocation from any of the Williams family. I didn't doubt what they could do at the moment, but we were in a shopping mall and the fight could get nasty which would probably affect others who had no business with it, so I have to be diplomatic about this. Buzz was an airhead who didn't care what happened as long as he got the upper hand, but I wasn't brought up to be a simp, but to be sensib
Throughout the drive to Houston, the thoughts of the previous event were all over my mind. Instead of getting angry, I made a firm resolve in finding a way to end Buzz madness once and for all. Buzz may be a clown, but he’s no fool, he knows how to pursue what he wants and will always try with all effort to get what he wants. Especially now that his father has fueled all his actions. His father never rebuked his attitude and actions, he’s even supporting him with his special forces to help him fight for the position. No wonder Buzz's father, Marcus Williams, had insisted right from the time, that Buzz should attend a different business and martial arts school like me. It's obvious that he doesn’t want the CEO position to leave his family. But Buzz as a clown who lacks interest in school had refused, with the conviction that to be a good CEO, plenty of education isn’t required. This revelation made me remember what had happened at one business school we had both attended one summer
CHAPTER NINETEEN(Meet Catherine)When he noticed that my eyes were barely looking at him, she shook my hand gently twice, and it sent a signal to me that I have traveled too far. I arranged myself instantly and smiled a bit.Mr. Dowell, this is my daughter Catherine, she just came back from Sweden. She’s a model and manages one of my modeling agencies in Sweden.” Mr. Adam said, pointing at the lady. “Nice to meet you Catherine, you have a beautiful smile” i tried to be as polite as possible while reaching out for a handshake.“It’s my pleasure, Mr. Lucas. Your dad has told me a lot about you, and I am looking forward to knowing you more” she took my hand.I sat down and wink at my father, signalling to him that I have little time to spend. Like he knew already, he glanced at his time and nodded in response.“I know you have limited time, Lucas, so do i, but when my friend Adam told me that his festival is here i had to grace it myself at least that how to pay back a good friend lik
With the way Catherine was fawning over me, I couldn't help but think she would probably act the same way. I couldn't take any chances. I also had my own share of the problems that came with dating gold diggers. It was while I was in college, that time I was still vibrant and sexually active. Thanks to this tedious job that has made me the oppo Although, I didn't act like I was from a rich home, somehow the news filtered out about who I was and then all the ladies had their attention on me. I tried my best in evading them until I met Keisha. Keisha, who was shy and usually kept to herself. At first, I wanted to introduce myself to her as an average guy, but I decided against it since my family background was well known. I would not want her to feel like I lied to be with her. Since I could afford to, I got her gifts. I mean, real expensive ones. Most times, I would take her to places which she had never dreamed of getting to in her life. We continued dating, with her acting all lov
Lucas“Are you leaving so soon, Mr. Dowell?” Mr. Adam was smiling, although his face speaks a lot like someone whose plan has fallen in place.I smiled inwardly to myself as I understood the game he was playing. He had banked on the fact that sure to how urgent I was required to marry a wife, I wouldn't have been able to reject his daughter. He must be nuts for thinking along that line. I liked taking my enemies by surprise, as I don't want people guessing or predicting what my next move would be. “ I’m afraid, yes, I have an urgent issue I need to attend to myself,” I replied care freely as I eyed Adam, whose countenance wasn't looking too good. I didn't want to stay too long here or else, I would have called him out, but I had to leave him for now. “I will have to leave with him too, thanks for your reception Mr. Adams, we will keep in touch.” my dad added, and we walked out of the courtyard.Outside Mr. Adam’s house, I walked my father to his car. I was tired of everything, I nee
I reached the Agency with full spirit, i possessed the spirit of anger which i am yet to unleashed on Bobby and on the same body the spirit of happiness which came from knowing that my mum will have a better health care service in few hours. The agency, to me, was a place of life apart from staring at the mirror, because only there was i able to expressed my God given talent care freely pushing aside my agony and heavy burdens. When i stepped into the agency, i notice the receptionist mumbling some words to one of the models, i paid no attention to them. My happiness was that the incident was just a rumor that can only spread in low tone around the agency, not one that my face and name will appear on social media. I have too much on my mind to think of, a cheep gossip can never get through me, To make them know that i don’t careless about their side talks, i showed then how better model i am by hitting my heels hard against the floor with a finale walking style, causing a noise th
LucasThe day was long gone, and my mind was still wandering around yesterday’s events. I sat on my office desk, absent-mindedly taping my fingers on the table. I was lost in thought, it started from the scowling eyes of my dad, to the parrot like mouth of Catherine and the provocative figure of Helen. Everything was annoying today, I have not even had breakfast because my cook was just too scared to asked what i care for seeing my face this morning. What really got me annoyed is the blunt refusal of Helen, she was just too much of herself. She had nothing, absolutely nothing to get herself off that awful situation, but still relent from grabbing a generous offer i gave her. I exhale and rub my hand on my forehead trying to think of something new what will hasten up my plan of getting married in two weeks. If she had gone through the document and decided to accept my offer she would have been here by now, it's 12pm already. To think of, considering my dad’s approach nearly got me si
It won’t be a surprise if she came in and tell me she can’t accept the offer. I have observed her actions all this while and I have seen that she’s not the myopic type of lady that a mare bundle of cash could convince her to do what she doesn’t want. Saying no to my offer is what she could do. “Bring her in, let’s see what she’s up to today.” I was exhaled softly and rubbed my hands on my forehead, hoping that she comes in with good news that will brighten my day. I lift my eyes that I’d dropped on the table and watched Mr. Philip walked out, I tried to think out his reasons for walking like a jerk till he was out of sight.I was still on the same posture when Mr. Philip walked in with Helen on his side. She wore a fitted gown that reveal her firm legs, every move that she made was delicate, I couldn’t stop noticing. She had amazing, glowing skin that made me wonder if she’s really a poor model that can’t afford anything tangible. Her pink gown highlighted her beautiful slim body. I