Jeff walked to the vehicle and closed the door. He looked up when the electronic buzzer indicated that the gate was opening. He was surprised when he saw Oliver drive in with the Range Rover. "What—?" The word hung in Jeff's throat. The Range Rover parked beside the other vehicle and Oliver came out of the vehicle. He was looking around frantically as if he was looking for something. Jeff tried to rack his head around the reasons why Oliver would be back home very early. It wasn't like him, especially on a weekday. He could not place it. Was it because he had driven Kelvin to the house?Oliver turned to Jeff and saw the confusion and worry on his face and he smiled at him. "Jeff, everything is fine. I think I just need to rest," Oliver assured him. Jeff was still perplexed, he was curious. "If you are not feeling well, I will drop you at the hospital...maybe I should call the doctor for you," Jeff brought out his phone and dialed the doctor's number. Whoa! He was taking it too
Vanessa lay on her bed, and all she had on her mind was how to trap Oliver Russel. That was all she had been doing that morning. But there was a block, she wasn't able to concoct her evil plans very well that morning. Probably because the danger of going bankrupt was looking very real to her. She remembered what she had posted on social media and how it had garnered a lot of likes and hashtags. Her 250k followers would push her again. She decided to go live on social media. In less than two minutes, she had about twenty thousand people watching her video."Hey, people? What is that? Slow morning? Come on, let's get more people seeing this!" Vanessa tried to rouse her fans up. they were soon gifting her on her live feed and she smiled. at least, she had seen some money to party with the following weekend. "As you all know, I wasn't able to host the Viral Awards because something personal came up, and I am sorry for that," Vanessa started. She had gathered a pretty big audience onli
Zara slowly opened her eyes. The shades were still down, but she was having trouble sleeping. She knew it was probably a few hours to dawn. The maids had probably left it down to let her enjoy her sleep. Zara flicked the lights on from her bed with a designated body and rested her palm on her temple as she laid back and focused on the pure white ceiling staring back at her. She could still smell Kelvin's scent on the bed next to her l, she felt a longing for him in her bed again. She should have kissed Kelvin goodbye yesterday, but Oliver's face had stopped her. She grabbed her pillow and screamed into it. Of course, she had the right to kiss Kelvin as many times as she wanted to in front of Oliver! Zara thought as she held the pillow tight to herself. Her brows furrowed as she yawned. Why did she get the feeling that it would hurt Oliver? "No, no, no," Zara shook her head violently as she sat up. She looked sideways to the mirror and she blinked at the mess of her hair that la
Kelvin stared at his Cafe with awe from the front entrance. The last time he had come here with Jeff, it was dark and there was no electricity. Now that he had come during the day, he was very much surprised at how his little Cafe had been transformed. The exterior had more space where people could sit out and enjoy the outdoor view.It was like a cafe uptown opened an outlet downtownIt was as if Oliver had visited his dreams and taken a picture, handed it to a designer. It was exactly as he had imagined. He brought out his phone and texted thanks to Oliver several times. He couldn't thank him enough. "Nice Cafe you have there."Kelvin turned to the direction of the voice and recognized it as someone from the neighborhood. "Oh, thank you very much," Kelvin replied politely. "How is your health now?""It is fine thanks to your prayers," Kelvin smiled."Take care.""Nice business.""Awesome transformation! "Streams of thanks came from his customers and people who knew him hey pas
Zara massaged her hair carefully with oil, while she stared in the mirror. Since she was already blessed with jet-black curly hair, she didn't stress much when it came to taking care of it. She felt giddy, it was the day that she was going to appear at Kelvin's Cafe reopening. She chose her dress and slipped into it carefully, making sure not to ruin the fabric. She grabbed her phone and turned to the door, taking a deep breath as she turned the door knob. She opened the door and went face to face with Oliver, who was also coming out of his room. Her heart skipped a beat as she saw him.She hadn't seen him since the time she caught him having fun with the ladies in the living room downstairs. It felt awkward. "Good morning," Oliver replied. He also felt very awkward. He wondered if he should have apologized to her because he could see that she was very displeased with him. Zara nodded in his direction and closed the door. She started walking in the direction of the stairs. Oliv
"How is it going there?" Jeff looked around. There were no reporters at the Cafe, the plan had worked. "The re-opening went smoothly, none of them recognized her, sir," Jeff said into the phone. "Thank you very much, oh my God," Oliver's voice broke on the phone. Jeff could hear him sigh. "Oh no, don't thank me, thank Anne. She pulled the strings," Jeff replied. He looked at the Cafe and he saw that the customers were already inside. "Anne? She did?" Oliver questioned. "She did. She was reluctant but I begged her," Jeff replied. "I see, maybe I should start thinking about adding a zero on her paycheck," Oliver replied on the phone. "Say, is the business going well?" "Yes sir, there are a decent amount of customers and no incidents lately," Jeff replied curtly. "Jesus, Jeff, you sound like a robot. Loosen up when you are talking to me," Oliver laughed. Jeff looked out the window and saw Rita Lawman looking at him. The moment their eyes met, she turned away. "You know I can't
"You sure you can't stay any longer? I mean, it isn't even dark yet," Paul held Zara's cheek. The sun had started casting a light orange glare in the sky and it felt pleasant on the skin. They stood outside in front of the car. Jeff was already inside, giving the family their privacy. "Are you sleeping well enough?" Rita asked. "I received the money you sent to me the last time and it was quite a large amount. Hope they aren't overworking you a lot?" She held her daughter's shoulder.Zara was red around the eyes as she suppressed tears. She felt very emotional, leaving her parents behind. She was bubbling with emotions internally. "It is okay, she has a shift to attend to," Kelvin came to the rescue as usual. He tried his best to control his breathing in front of them. "You will be making her late if we talk any longer," he said. "Oh—yeah, I have a shift. I will get enough sleep Mom," she hugged her mother very tightly. Her mother smelled nice. She was using the bottle of perfume
Oliver grunted and checked his watch. An hour had passed and Zara wasn't down yet. He knew women had a knack for taking a lot of time when they were getting ready for outings. He was tempted to knock at her door or call her. But seeing the sour attitude she had towards him, he decided to wait patiently without complaining. But still, an hour has passed. She could just tell him that she was tired and not going. He could have postponed it until tomorrow. Who did she think she was? Queen of the Scots? Oliver sank further into the chair in exasperation.His wait was cut short as he heard the gentle sounds of heels against the floor coming from the stairs. He turned his head towards the staircase, and Oliver's eyes remained glued on Zara. Indeed, she thought of herself as the Queen of the Scots. Who is she? Oliver pondered as he stood up. It was not a command he had issued to his leg, it had happened automatically. Oliver was surprised at her taste in fashion, he had given Anne credit f