Novels by osisventures5

The afternoon sun sat gently over the sprawling city, the air warm with the hum of traffic and chatter from shoppers. Zoe and Esther stepped out of the glass doors of a high-end shopping mall, their hands filled with glossy bags of groceries and provisions.Esther walked gracefully, her heels clicking softly against the tiled pavement, while Zoe’s grip on the bags was tense, her mind restless despite the calm outing.They made their way towards the car park where the butler had parked their black SUV. Zoe was about to unlock the car when her mother froze suddenly, her eyes narrowing at a scene not far ahead.Zoe followed her gaze, and the sight before her made her blood run cold.A few steps away, Jordan Jefferson stood tall, dressed in a fitted navy suit that hugged his frame with quiet authority. But it wasn’t just his presence that caught their attention.Two men, both well-dressed and accomplished in their own right, bowed slightly before him, their voices carrying across the lot.

The wide glass windows of Bennett Industries reflected the morning sun, but inside Zoe’s office the air was heavy.She sat at her desk, eyes fixed on the computer screen though her mind was far away. Papers lay scattered before her, yet she had not touched them. Her fingers drummed nervously against the polished wood, betraying the storm brewing in her chest.The door opened softly. Esther stepped in, dressed in her usual elegance: an ash-coloured gown, gold earrings glinting faintly, her hair packed neatly.A calm smile rested on her lips, the same smile that had carried her through countless storms. She moved slowly, like a queen surveying her court, and settled herself into the chair opposite Zoe.“My daughter,” she began, her voice warm and measured, “why is your face like this? You look as though the world is ending.”Zoe raised her head. Her eyes were rimmed red, the strain of sleepless nights etched on her face. “Mum, the world is ending,” she whispered.Esther leaned forward,

The morning sun spilled across the wide glass windows of Jefferson Group’s top floor. Jordan sat at the head of the long mahogany table, his face calm but unreadable, a pen rolling slowly between his fingers.On his right sat Doris, sharp-eyed, her tablet glowing with notes she had compiled overnight.On his left was Jenna, her gaze fixed on him, watchful as always.The meeting had no outsiders. Just the three of them. Jordan leaned back, folding his arms. “Alright,” he said softly. “Tell me what you know.”Doris cleared her throat and adjusted her glasses. Her voice was steady, every word deliberate. “From the years I worked with Zoe, one thing was clear; her mother, Esther, is the real driver behind her decisions.”“Zoe appears to be the CEO, but most of the major calls are whispered into her ears by Esther. She never moves without her mother’s nod. Every deal she signed, every fight she picked, Esther was there in the shadows.”Jordan’s eyes narrowed slightly. He tapped the pen onc

The next morning, the Jefferson Group was unusually alive. Whispers filled the air as staff caught sight of Jordan walking into the building, alive and steady, with Doris Okeke trailing behind him like a shadow.Some staff paused mid-task, their jaws falling in disbelief. A few whispered under their breaths, others stole glances, and some even nodded in relief as though a heavy load had been lifted.Doris herself was almost dazed. She clutched a tablet close to her chest, scrolling through data she had dug up since last night about her new boss. She had thought she knew Jordan, had thought his empire was limited to Jefferson Group and iNet Group.But as she read through the list of assets, subsidiaries, and international partnerships linked to his name, she felt a shiver run down her spine.The man was a giant, controlling more than she had ever imagined.Most shocking of all were the quiet partnerships still tied to Bennett Industries. Doris leaned against the elevator wall, shaking

Zoe moved back and forth across her bedroom, her bare feet brushing against the rug, her arms folded tight across her chest.The shadows of the curtains stretched long across the walls, the silence in the house weighing heavily on her.Every few steps she paused, bit her lip, and then continued pacing as if standing still would choke her.Her mind kept circling back to Esther’s calm voice earlier, those words that refused to leave her ears. “If Jordan is alive, then you must not lose your head.”But how could she not? Jordan’s shadow was everywhere, creeping into her thoughts, clouding her every breath.The sudden knock at her door jolted her. She froze, her heart beating fast. Before she could respond, the door opened slightly, and David slipped in, his shirt unbuttoned at the neck, his eyes heavy with worry.“Zoe,” he said softly, stepping in. “Please don’t shout. I just wanted to see you.”Her eyes hardened immediately. “What are you doing here again? How many times have I told you

Doris sat upright in the chair, both hands clasping the file she carried. Her voice was steady but soft.“I didn’t leave Bennett Industries,” she said, eyes meeting Jordan’s directly. “I was fired.”The room stilled. Jenna shifted slightly, her pen pausing over the notepad.Jordan’s eyes narrowed, though his face betrayed nothing.“Fired?” he asked, leaning back in his chair.“Yes, sir,” Doris continued. “My boss felt I was no longer relevant. She said my role had lost value, so she let me go.”Jenna glanced at Jordan, curious about his reaction. Jordan, however, leaned forward again, resting his elbows on the desk.His voice was firm but curious. “You could have hidden that. You could have said you resigned. Yet you chose to say you were fired. Why?”Doris drew in a breath. “Because it is the truth. If I hide it today, it will find me tomorrow. I believe honesty, no matter how painful, is better than half-truths that crumble later.”Jordan studied her face, the calm with which she sp