Novels by Nule Okere

The car moved on the busy road with Anthony sitting cushily on the driver's seat, his grip firm around the steering wheel. His eyes were focused on the road ahead.He had agreed with Sarah to drive the car. Sarah was seated in front, in the passenger seat. The glass at her side was rolled down and she looked outside, the cool breeze from outside brushing against her face. There was a moment of silence that filled the room. Sarah was focused outside, observing the area while Anthony focused on driving. The hush finally ended when Sarah leaned back inside the car, looking at Anthony's calm and composed demeanor. “You know what, Anthony?” Sarah started, emotion and gratitude in her voice. “I really appreciate everything you've done for me. If it weren't for you, all this wouldn't be happening.” Anthony turned to glance at her briefly before returning his focus to the road, his grip still tight against the steering wheel. “I have actually done nothing,” he shook his head with a faint

“That's a lie, Sarah,” Anthony disagreed, clearly displeased even though he knew what she said was true. “You don't have to listen to them. That's a clear sign of them trying to depress your spirit.” Anthony held her hands calmly but with emotion. “Yeah, it may be cumbersome like they have said, but that doesn't mean someone is really helping you. You just have a horseshoe up your ass, that's all.” Anthony said everything in his head just to make sure Sarah was convinced. “Or do you probably have anyone working there?” He asked. “No, I don't,” Sarah answered. “You see?” Anthony gently let go of Sarah's hands. “This simply means you're a door opener for others. Just when you got the deal, a new law was added and not just that, it got started with you.” Anthony paused, his voice more persuasive now. “I'd suggest you grab this opportunity now. Not like they will go bankrupt once you accept their offer. They're a very big and powerful company so it's nothing to them even if t

Before Liam could speak from the other end, Sarah started, her voice shaking with terror. “Sir, Liam, I'm sorry, I should have called, but I was too scared to do that, sir. Please, sir, don't believe anything you saw online.” She had fully concluded that Liam was only calling her for what had happened. The panic in her heart grew wider, and her voice shook. “That was all a lie. They are trying to frame me, sir. Believe me; I'm telling the truth.” Just when the fear was climbing higher, Sarah's heart beating more than usual, each of her words a trembling one, Liam's calm and polite voice came out. “I’m aware. You need not worry yourself about anything. Besides, that's not why I called,” Liam pointed out, his voice reassuring. Huh? Sarah furrowed an eyebrow, puzzled. She pulled the phone from her ear, then glanced at the screen to confirm if it was truly Liam she was communicating with. Confirming it was truly him, her eyes flicked toward Anthony and back to her phone. “T

Sarah smiled genuinely. “Definitely not wrong, Mr. John.” “Familiar with my name already,” John returned her smile. “May I know yours?” He asked. Sarah nodded. “I'm Sarah.” “Sarah,” John reiterated. “That's a nice name,” he said warmly, causing Sarah's cheeks to flush with shyness. Reluctantly, John turned around to address Anthony, who stood there, silently admiring John's communication skill, which he knew was one of the things that every businessman and woman should possess for a sales drive. However, it was so unfortunate that even some business owners don't have it. “I have selected a perfect and sound Mazda 6 for you,” John started respectfully, “please, come with me, let's go and see it.” As they got to where the car was parked in the showroom. “That’s it,” John said, pointing at the car and stepping aside, allowing Anthony to carry out a proper inspection on the car. Anthony nodded before marching forward, his step calm but graceful. The Mazda 6 has

Charlotte raised a surprised yet doubtful brow. “Liam? No,” she said, shaking her head. “That can't be. He was nice to me in his office. He probably can't be behind this.”Harry sighed, pressing on. “That's more reason why he should be suspected. He humiliated us last time and eventually turned nice to you? Doesn't that create something in you?” Charlotte was quiet, as if pondering his words. But she eventually shook her head in disbelief. “I doubt.”Harry frowned slightly. Reluctantly, he exhaled, trying not to argue further. “Alright then,” he finally said. “I will see what to do then.” Meanwhile, Anthony and Sarah stepped out of the cab after paying the driver. They had linked up together at the location that Anthony had provided.Now, they were at the Luxe Motor Co., where Anthony had purchased his Mercedes-Benz AMG; however, Sarah wasn't aware because he had kept it a secret.“How did you get to know a place like this?” Sarah asked, glancing around as they walked inside. She to

Harry set his phone down and hurried to her almost immediately. “What is it?” He asked, panic in his voice. “What's the matter?” He repeated, sincerely worried, his heart beating without cause. Charlotte's face went pale as she jumped out of the bed, the earlier smile on her face nowhere to be seen. She turned to look at Harry to explain, but her throat dried, completely out of words. She couldn't form any words. “Talk to me,” Harry pressed on, his patience wearing thin. “What did you see?” Charlotte’s finger trembled as she pointed at her laptop. “T—that,” she mumbled, her lips shaking with disbelief. “They pulled out. We lost them. Investors.” She managed to stammer out her words. Harry's gaze followed her finger and it landed on the screen. He leaned forward, taking a full look at the screen. His eyes widened also, his head almost exploding in shock. He tried to ask, “What happened to the previous chart?” but he couldn't, feeling a lump in his throat. “They no lo