Gerald hurried into his office, slamming the door behind him. He was fuming with anger, his face red and contorted with rage. He marched to his desk and grabbed a bottle of whiskey, pouring himself a large glass. He gulped it down in one go, feeling the fiery liquid burn down his throat. He poured himself another glass and took a seat in his leather chair, staring blankly ahead.Arin, his personal assistant, had been sitting in Gerald's office, working on some reports. She was shocked to see his reaction and went to him immediately. "Gerald, what's wrong? What's happened?" she asked, her voice laced with concern.Gerald didn't want to tell her anything. He just shook his head and took another swig of whiskey. "Nothing, Arin. It's just work stuff. Don't worry about it," he mumbled, his words slurring slightly.Arin was worried about him. She had never seen him like this before. He was always calm and collected, even in the most stressful situations. But today, he seemed different. He
I guessed recently, I had been a bit of a wild card at the company. It wasn't my fault but the liberty I got this week, I couldn't make less of it. On normal days, I didn't like to be told what to do and would often go off and do my own thing. I didn't know I could ever get an opportunity like this. To make my own moves without being scared of getting fired. This week was my week and I would do whatever, including punishing that arrogant man of a C.E.O. I felt like I had a newfound freedom. I started to move freely around the company, chatting with my colleagues and even going into Gerald's office to tease him. Despite doing all of these, I made sure I didn't cross any line that would make the directors interfere in this matter. They had always seen me as the good girl and I wanted to maintain this status. "Hey there, big shot," I said, sauntering into Gerald's office with a smirk on my face. "How's your day going? I don't know why but I feel you are very bored sitting alone in your
Gerald sat at his desk, staring at his computer screen. He couldn't concentrate on anything, and his mind kept wandering. He took a sip of his champagne and tried to calm his nerves. He had a feeling that Hazel, was going to cause another trouble, and he didn't know how to handle it. How could she be so confident? How he wished he had known it was her before giving her the job. He glanced at his wrist watch; it was past 9 and Hazel hadn't arrived. He dialed the number of the receptionist immediately. “Hello! Good morning Mr. Fraser, how may I be of help?" He heard the receptionist speaking from the other end. Gerald cleared his throat. “Em... I don't know. I just wanna know if Ms. Willoughby is present. Is she?" “I am not quite definite sir, I haven't seen her this morning but give me a second, let me go through the attendance," The receptionist answered. “Alright... I am waiting." He said and silence took over for some seconds. “Are you still there?" Gerald asked wh
“I was only kidding, there is no secret." I said when I saw Gerald's facial expression. I knew what I just said didn't convince Arin but I didn't care. I just did what I had to do. Arin took a deep breath and went back to her seat, leaving I and Gerald on our feet. “So, what do you want now?" Gerald asked me, twitching his nose. “Nothing special... I think this is the end of our deal. Now we are both even. You will act like my normal employer to me and I will also act like a normal employee. But before that, I have one request." I said, raising one of my fingers. Gerald's forehead wrinkled when he heard that. He opened his mouth to say something but he stopped and raked his fingers cross his hair. “And what is this request?" “I just remembered that we still have few more minutes left before the deal's cancelled, so I was thinking of giving you one more task to fulfill before then. Remember, you are to do as I say, otherwise.." “Otherwise what?" He snapped angril
Gerald, stood at the front of the conference room, his face serious. He looked at the faces of his staffs one after the other, he was particularly looking for Hazel but she was not there. He signalled to the receptionist in the crowd, if she had seen her anywhere and she shook her head. Gerald took a deep breath and nodded. "Good morning, everyone," he began to speak. "I'm here to address a very serious matter, so I want you all to listen very attentively. As you all know, a golden necklace has been stolen from the company's store in the display and this particular necklace worths twenty thousand bucks. This is a very serious situation, and I want to assure you that we are doing everything in our power to find the culprit." As Gerald spoke, his eyes could not stop searching around for Hazel. He had call for this assembly only because of her because he did not want any situation to look suspicious. The room was silent as Gerald spoke. Everyone was on edge, wondering who could
It was a dark and stormy night and Gerald had just left his office. The rain was coming down in sheets and the wind was howling, making it difficult for him to see the road ahead. Suddenly, his car sputtered and came to a halt. Gerald tried starting the engine again and again, but it wouldn't budge.Gerald got out of his car and looked around, trying to find some shelter from the storm. That was when he saw Hazel's house in the distance. It was the only house for miles around. He knew that he had no other option but to go there. He did not mind how she would react when she saw him, he just wanted shelter. He started running towards the house, but the wind and rain made it difficult for him to move quickly. He was drenched by the time he reached her doorstep. He pounded on the door, hoping that someone was home. Hazel was startled by the loud knocking. She opened the door to see Gerald standing there, soaked to the bone. She gasped in shock when she saw him and for some moment
Arin knocked on the door of Hazel's house, feeling nervous but determined. She had been looking for her house for hours, and now that she was finally here, she couldn't afford to waste any more time. Whatever Gerald was doing in his house, she wanted to find out. A few moments later, the door opened and Hazel appeared. She looked surprised to see Arin standing there, but quickly composed herself. "Arin, what are you doing here? And how did you get to know my house?" she asked. "Those questions of yours are not necessary, I need to talk to you," Arin replied, stepping inside. Hazel placed her palm on Arin's chest, preventing her from going further into the room. "Just let me in. It is about the Mr. Fraser" Hazel's expression darkened. "What about him? What is wrong with him and why did you have to come to my house for that?" "Hazel, I know that he is sick because he called me and told me himself," Arin said. "He told me he has been in your since last night." Hazel's eyes
It was a tense moment in the boardroom as Gerald, faced the angry and disappointed board of directors. Mr. Cole and Mr. Bry had left his office angrily when they heard that he suspended Hazel with no reason. He couldn't tell them the reason because he had promised Hazel to keep the secret from everyone. All of the boards directors came the next day, angry and disappointed. They called for a meeting, where they all sat around a table, lashing words at Gerald who still couldn't give an explanation. "How could you do this, Mr. Fraser?" one of the directors spat out. "Suspending our most important employee without consulting us first! This is unacceptable! Hazel is an excellent and important tool here, we can't just get rid of her. Remember that she signed the permanent staff members agreement? We could over look her mistake as this is business." "I understand your concerns," Gerald replied calmly. "But I had to take action to address the issue at hand. That lady you are talking