By the time Sarah returned to the hospital, she was looking jaded, sucked and stolen. Her eyes had swollen and countenanced had fallen so hugely that she argued hiding her troubles from her father this time around. When she thought she could stay away from the hospital just to avoid explaining herself to her father, a phone call came from the hospital.The doctor had phoned her about her father breaking down after reading news. Like lightning, she had gone to the hospital to check on Greg Canon and what news could have possibly broken him down. She least expected anything sort of that happening so suddenly.What news could have done this to her father and what could be his condition now?It was same day, after she stopped my convoy that she got the call. Standing at the door of the ward, Sarah gazed upon her father, asleep and taking some pints of drip and just by his side was a newspaper. Anxiously she picked it up and on the front page was Sarah kneeling to me and the headline said

Few days later my convoy zoomed into the airport where my gold-plated private jet was steaming and waiting for my arrival. My attention was needed at the national oil well where a few of my professionals were drilling and exporting crude.Once my security opened the door for me and alighted, behold Sarah scuttling like a mad dog to my side. My band of security had barely noticed her before she gripped on my Italian exquisite tuxedo.Promptly my security pounced on her and pulled her away from arms-reach. She was still heady to go off their grip, but struggling was the much she could do as the security held her to a spot.“You are so full of wickedness , Mike Don!” she yelled , “How could you be so cruel! Why did you do this to me? I know I caused you pain and sorrow when you were poor but that was then! You claimed to have forgiven me but literally you haven’t!” her hands trembled hugely by her side.I held my arms as my security took off my tuxedo which had been stained with her dir

Hastily the British man scuttled to her side and grabbed her from slamming on the floor. Sarah breathed uneasily as she forced a faint on herself. That was the only thing she needed right now. She stared at the British man stilly as one in coma.Tapping her cheeks gently, the British man questioned her actions, “Why did you do this, ma’am? Do you want to hurt yourself? Do you realize the gravity of what you just did because of a fake diamond ring? What if you had slammed your skull on the floor?” the man shook her on the shoulders as she queried her.All the while her eyes were welled up with tears as she sobbed and left her mouth gaping at the British man. She dared to utter a word but each time she opened her mouth to speak , heavy uncontrollable sob would choke her.Through clenched teeth the man helped Sarah to her feet and made her sit on the chair close by. “What could make you fall in such manner, u? Is it because your diamond is fake?”Sarah swallowed hard and managed to say,

Sarah swallowed hard the moment she got it hot form the security. She smacked her lips and doubted within herself if she heard aright or the security said wrongly, “I repeat myself I am the boss of Roham Fashion Home. May I know you security!” she intoned respectfully yet impatient to know what was happening.One of the security replied harshly, “We are not answerable to you ma’am. Our boss who happens to be the owner of this fashion home is around and that is why we are here.”Mable shot a striking glance at Sarah and asked her a million questions with her cloudy blue eyes which rolled at her. She frowned at Sarah who could barely wink.“Did you hear that Sarah? Your fashion home belongs to somebody else. Do you have the documents?” Mabel queried Sarah who had gone crimson and blue on her face.Sarah beamed, “What arrant nonsense!” she yelled; she thought she was going to tolerate this humiliation but she couldn’t fight back the adrenaline in her veins now; this fashion home belongs

Because of the affluence I pulled and my benevolence towards everyone, my people, the Rio Hondos found me worthy to be among the stake holders and decision makers at the hem of leadership.An outbreak had started off and while on my way to Singapore to have some briefing with my clients for crude oil, I got a phone call and when I gazed upon it, the minster was calling.My attention was urgently needed at the state house. An outbreak of food poisoning had ravaged the people of Rio Hondo so much that in a day the mortality toll rose to eighty percent. This was bizarre and unexpected.Although Rio Hondo had history of food poisoning which was from the drinking of metallic water, yet such death toll had never been recorded in a day.Right in my private jet I watched on the screen as hospitals got choked with victims of food poisoning, parents whose wards and loved ones were lost in the outbreak and wailed at the tops of their voices and scampered for the help of the critical stakeholders