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TOO GOOD TO LEAVE TOO BAD TO STAY Chapter Sixty-Two
“Is that how you say hello to a guest?” Freda fired. “I trained you better than this, Lana.”My nostrils flared. “I guess you can say that.” I turned towards the door, hoping Gates had the sense to send in security. “Ma'am, if you don’t leave here now, I’m going to have to call security.”I saw her lips twitch at my words, and I knew she was getting upset. I didn’t care either way. There was nothing she could do to me that she hadn’t done before. I was out of her clutches now, and that was the most important thing. “You do realize who you are talking to, right?” I sighed and folded my arms around my chest. “I don’t give a damn who you are or whatever power you think you have. In my company—the company in which you are standing right now—all the power belongs to me, and I said I don’t want you here.”I picked up the phone from my desk and placed it in my ear. “Since you’re not going to leave on your own, I guess I’ll have to use force.” I punched in the numbers rapidly and waited. “P
TOO GOOD TO LEAVE TOO BAD TO STAY Chapter Sixty-Three
Seeing Freda again rattled my nerves. I could barely concentrate on my work; every time I tried to think, I heard her in my head. Her cold voice sent shivers down my spine, and my heartbeat accelerated. I had been bluffing earlier when I said I did not fear her; it was only the rush of adrenaline speaking.Now that I was calm and settled, I felt fear. It seeped through my bloodstream and attacked my heart until all I saw were illusions of Freda taking my children away from me. She had on a sinister smile, and every time I tried to fight back, I would only sip deeper into the quicksand—a trap that she had set for me to keep me from reaching my children. The more I tried to move, the deeper I sank. And her loud laughter roared everywhere around me. It was a nightmare that I saw even with my eyes wide open and would continue to see if I did not act quick enough. A warm hand touched me, jolting me from the daydream that I had fallen into. “Hey, are you okay?” Sally asked. “You look quit
TOO GOOD TO LEAVE TOO BAD TO STAY Chapter Sixty-Four
“We are gathered here today to commend the soul of our departed mother, sister, wife, and friend, Mrs. Hillary Sanders, into your loving arms,” the priest droned. I stood stoically by Sally’s side, offering her the support I was sure she needed.I pressed down on her palm, which was intertwined with mine, and offered her a small smile, noting her red-rimmed eyes. She had been crying; all of us had been crying, and I was sure that the small mascara that I had applied this morning would have decorated my face. Although I had told myself that I would shed no tears, especially since I was being a pillar of support for Sally, I couldn’t help the tears that made their way to my eyes whenever I glanced down at the freshly dug grave. “Mrs. Sanders had been a remarkable woman.” The priest was still speaking, but my mind seemed to be filtering out his words. I fingered the rose that was held in my other hand and thought of all the times my father had taken me to the Sanders’ house to enjoy di
TOO GOOD TO LEAVE TOO BAD TO STAY Chapter Sixty-Five
CHAPTER SIXTY-FIVE“I am ready to drink myself into stupor.” Sally declared as we headed back to the car. “You know, when I said family, I meant all of you.” She said, looking from me to Darby and Cameron and the twins, who sat in each of their arms.I smiled. “I know, Sally, and to us, you are our family too.” I glanced at Darby and Cameron. “Right guys?”Both Cameron and Darby nodded. “We are all we’ve got now. Each other, and we always have to watch each other’s backs and tell ourselves when we are walking into an obvious trap or doing something stupid like going to drink oneself to stupor.” I said, giving Sally a pointed look.Sally rolled her eyes. “I just came from burying my mother, Lana, in case you had not noticed. I need something to take my mind off everything for a while.” I scoffed. “And you think drinking yourself to stupor is the best idea?” I argued. “It’s the worst. We’ll come up with something we can do or a place we can go on our way home.”“Yeah?” Sally taunted. “
TOO GOOD TO LEAVE TOO BAD TO STAY Chapter Sixty-Six
Andre’s POVMy mother was livid with anger, and I was even more upset. She glared daggers at me, and I knew that the next thing I would be hearing was how ungrateful a child I was and how much of a disappointment I was to her, but I really did not mind. Not now, not after what I just heard. “You did what?” I asked again. I was sure I had heard her say she was dealing with a brat, and that brat was Lana. “You will do nothing to Lana,” I continued, as she made no attempt to give me a reply.“I will do whatever I want to do, Andre.” She fired. “And when did you suddenly start caring about this girl? She means nothing to you or to us. You are married to a very good woman now, one who brings prestige to our family and is valuable to this company. Take that one thing that you have done well and leave with it. If you won’t help me fight Lana, then I don’t need you.”I sighed. “What did that girl ever do to you? Aren’t you satisfied with all that you took from her?”She shot me another glare
TOO GOOD TO LEAVE TOO BAD TO STAY Chapter Sixty-Seven
The boardroom was a beehive. The noise could be heard from a mile away; everyone wanted to speak at once, but no one wanted to listen. It reminded me of kindergarten, where there were no rules and every kid just cried and played.The noise died once I opened the double doors and stepped in. Every head in the room turned in my direction, and one by one, they began to settle. I was like the teacher whom every kid feared in high school. Gates, who had met me at the lobby, slipped into one of the chairs reserved for secretaries and guests who were not part of the board and settled into it while I strolled to my seat at the head of the table. Their eyes followed me as I moved, like surveillance cameras.I placed my hands on the table and skimmed my eyes over everyone in the room. Before, I would have thought of something to draw confidence from, but now, my anxiety gives me enough confidence. How could they go and betray me like this? I called an emergency meeting without my knowledge, an
TOO GOOD TO LEAVE TOO BAD TO STAY Chapter Sixty-Eight
It was why I began to wish Sally were here. After meeting her at the restaurant following my confrontation with Freda, Sally reiterated in so many ways how wrong I was to have sent Freda away. Fortunately, she foresaw this, and we came up with a solution to salvage the entire problem. Hopefully, it would work. We had drawn up a mock proposal of the one I would have gotten from Freda had I not sent her away and worked with it. Sally had many clients who had previously worked with Freda in one way or another, so she had an idea of what the proposal would look like. Freda, of course, was a very cunning woman, so we tried as much as possible not to underestimate her, and, in the end, we were able to fix every hole that our mock proposal had.The idea was that when the board got a hold of the news and met me angrily, then I would explain to them all the things they had to lose if they did business with Ranhold. But that would be hard to do since I never got the proposal from Freda.I ski
TOO GOOD TO LEAVE TOO BAD TO STAY Chapter Sixty-Nine
They all watched me, whether expectantly or hatefully; I didn’t care. All that mattered was that I had fully gotten their attention and probably their respect. Because one thing men in business feared was a woman with balls. They would never mention Freda’s name in the same sentence as mine, and they would not call a board meeting without approaching me with it first. We had come to an unspoken understanding.“We have been able to get ourselves a major deal with a very prominent company, and you will like the advantages they are giving us.” I said it with a smile. “A company bigger than Ranhold?” McCoy asked; he was still pissed. I could see that.“Yes.” I answered. “A company much bigger than Ranhold and with ten times more reach. They have offered us a deal, and we are going to accept it.”“What company is this?” Lou asked. Lou was of Chinese descent, but rumours had it that his father was an American, and honestly, when I looked really well, I think I saw his American side. He hel
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