PRESIDENT FLORES Ouch! My arm still hurts. I looked at my right upper hand where Sandra gave me the vaccine. She didn't tell us that it would hurt much. I was just feeling the pain that morning and I needed to take my bath and prepare for work. So she means that I will have to carry this glued paper and bath just like that. That means I wouldn't allow water to touch it. I quickly got prepared because I had some personalities who were scheduled to see me very urgently in the office. I heard a knock on my door. I looked at the door from where I was standing and it wasn't locked. "You can come in." The door opened and my driver came inside, carrying my briefcase. "Hey, help me hold this suit while I put my hands inside, my arm seriously hurts.""Okay sir," He replied and helped me to wear my suit. My breakfast was my usual lettuce and mashed potato. I didn't waste time demolishing it and washing it down with pineapple juice. Something as light as breakfast keeps me strong for th
PRESIDENT FLORES"Now, I want to warn you all that will want to avoid this, that without the card, you won't be allowed into this building to work, and mind you, I will deduct it from your benefits." I gave my order and left them at my office. I had to think over what the visitors said earlier. I sent a message to the Mayor of Vegas and told him to meet me at my house at about 6:30 p.m. “Your Excellency, I will be there in time.” That was his reply and I exhaled out of relief. The vice president came to the office to ask if everything should be documented. "Why not? I expect you to know by now that such a thing needs serious documentation because I will be addressing the public with all the evidence." "Yes sir," He bowed and left. I dialed Damien's number to be sure that they were okay after the vaccination, especially my grandson. "Dad?" "Damien, I am sorry to have disturbed you but I just wanted to know if any of you reacted to the vaccine." "No Dad, we are all alright" "An
CHRIS I walked into my father's house even though I wasn't interested in ever visiting him again but he insisted on seeing me. "Dad! Dad! I am home!" I didn't find anybody and so I went to the bar and got out a bottle of wine. I stared at the bottle, reading what it was made of. "This brand looks new because I haven't seen it. Maybe I should have a taste." I looked around but I didn't see him. "Are you sure the old man isn't enjoying himself up there?" I took the glass cup, opened the wine, and poured some content into the cup. Wow! The wine has a watercolor that one might think is just water. I took a sip and felt the taste. Hmm, that's nice. I nodded my head in satisfaction. I took the bottle and the cup and went to sit down on the sofa. I just heard footsteps and my father walked down the stairs. "Son?" "Father." "You didn't tell me you had arrived." "I called you out but there was no response so I decided to help myself with this wine." "Gosh! This wine is v
CHRIS"You pushed me, I have been soft all these while and you think you can control me against my wish, it's never done. I don't live in your house anymore and you don't feed me. I am not working for you or under anybody. I am doing fine for myself so why would another person decide my life? If you love her that much to be in our family, then you can go ahead and marry her, after all my mother is no more." I stood up, picked up my car key, and walked out on him. "Chris! Chris came back here! Don't you dare walk out on me? Chris!" I signaled to the gatekeeper to open the gate for me to drive out. I was fed up with all these discussions. I ignited my car and he was still coming close to me. "You will never see me here again!" I yelled and drove out, raising dust in the air. I was so furious and I needed to find a place to cool off else Joan would find out that my mood wasn't good. What will I tell her?I branched to a mall to see if I could see the wine. Maybe walking around to che
DAMIENI was very busy in my office when my father called me and told me that I should see him at his house when I was done with work. What again does he want to discuss with me? I thought we met the other day at my place. "But father, you know how far your house is from my office. I am so busy and I need to get home and rest." "Damien, do not flaunt my orders. Do as I have said." I was about to respond when he ended the call. I looked at my phone, what's going on? Why did he suddenly hang up on me? Could there be a problem? I had to wave it aside and focus on what I was doing. The day was very tedious for me as I was welcoming different business partners. When I thought it was over, my secretary walked into my office. "Sir, are you expecting another guest?" I raised my head and looked at her, "What do you mean?" "The manager from the Charis company is here to see you." "Charis company?" I was surprised. After all, I have tried to know if I can reach out to the company becaus
DAMIEN "What's going on here?" He asked me. I looked at the uniformed man, "This man is a fraudster who claims to be the manager of Charis Company. I just communicated with the company via email and I was told that there is no such thing as selling the company and he is asking for one hundred and eighty million dollars. Get him arrested because even the CEO of the company will want to take up the matter." "Yes sir." They handcuffed him and pushed him out of my office. I was surprised that such a thing happened in the twinkling of an eye. I was happy that I didn't fall prey to that act. I just hope that this will bring the Charis Company closer to me and we strike a deal. It was closing time already and I had to close early because I wasn't going home straight. I knew that discussion with my father would take an eternity, especially now that I don't know what the problem is because he sounds so angry over the phone. Who could have provoked him? Possibly not me. I drove down to m
SANDRAIt was on a Sunday evening, I was seriously watching my mother's favorite series with Susan and Claire. My mother was already out of the house, leaving me and them at home. That was just when I had the chance to watch movies because my profession is just a stressful one. While laughing and watching with keen interest with our popcorn, the doorbell rang. I thought it was mother, Claire had to go and check who was at the door but to my surprise she brought a parcel. "What's that?" "From that same messenger, I recognized his face." "Huh? Wait! Let me rush and meet with him." I stood up at once and quickly ran out to see if I could catch up with him but my gatekeeper told me that he just left. "Open the gate, I am sure he is trekking.""No ma'am, he came with a ride." Hmmm, I was not happy because I needed to question him. The last gift he brought, I haven't even used and now this. Let me go inside and see what he got me. "Did you see him?" Susan asked. I shook my head ne
SANDRA"Mom, I am sure it is not Armando, he will never put a description like secret admirer besides, Armando is not that wealthy to gift me these items worth millions of dollars. He can only get me clothes from his boutique and stuffs like that." "You are right, at times I see him as a very greedy young man that can't spend on a woman." My mother is right. Love blinded my eyes not to see that aspect of him. He appreciates outsiders more than the one he loves. It was when I felt hatred for him that I began to see that I ignored a lot of things. "Let's not talk about him. How was work?" "Mehn! It was not funny. They are still there, I had to leave because the food will be enough for everyone, if it is not enough they can go back to their houses. I cooked twice today of each delicacy.""But why mom? Is it not better if you cook in a big quantity so that you will not be stressing yourself so much?" "Sandra my dear, you have a point but you see, cooking in a large quantity might tur