Gerald asked further. His mind completely sank in June's epistle about her journey to despise Michael.Before Gerald was allowed to work in the winery company, their father had to allow it. Before his frolicking lifestyle with the female staff began.He once had a serious crush on a gorgeous lady named Danielle, who clearly wasn't into him for reasons not fully known.Gerald, in a respectful act, did all he could for Danielle to see him beyond just another family acquaintance, but all attempts failed.Gerald's father knew about his feelings for Danielle. Lord Eric, through observation, found out for himself. It was crystal clear that Danielle wouldn't see him beyond what it already is.She even went as far as choosing Gerald’s close family friend— Jacob Webs. Rumors had it— it was all her tactics to get him off her face with the consent request to date her.Whatever it was, it didn't change the fact that Gerald at some point was a subtle laughingstock to the neighborhood who knew of h

Marshall's tiniest hope of being intimate with Miss June was shattered the very moment she spilled her last words.She seemed like one who doesn't say a word without meaning it.Clearly, she had been observant enough to have noticed how he flirtatiously stared at her with a subtle sexual hope entrapped in his heart.While listening to June's furious words against Michael and all therein. A smug smirk enthralled his cheeks in the hope that she would allow him to have his way.Unknown to him, a bigger shock was coming with her last words to set the record straight.Michael might be hated by her, but come rain, come sun— she'd always prefer him to whatever that looks like Marshall.A frown etched on his face while the subtle scoff that was once seen on his demeanor disappeared. There was no bluff in her words and nothing he'd say to change her decision.Gerald blurted a deep laugh he had been holding for quite a while. A while ago, he advised Marshall to think less about having access to

Michael Scofield stood at the glass window of Kingstown Golden Telecommunications, and business has been thriving regardless of the looming dangers and consistent threats.The Telecommunications empire that he commanded was expanding, but he knew his enemies wouldn’t stop until they had torn everything apart.The multi-talented Herbal Fortress welcomed their challenge. He always did.Behind him, the inventory officer, Hugo, stepped in, his face reeked of unsettlement. “Sir, you need to see this.”Michael turned, his sharp blue eyes grasping Hugo’s uneasy expression.The inventory officer handed him a tablet. The screen displayed a breaking news broadcast; Vandora and Shedrack had just launched a rival telecommunications company with a bold declaration:“We shall become the most successful telecommunications y'all have ever known. The apex is where our vision lies, and no one will stop us, not even the fraud.”Michael didn't need to be told that Vandora and Shedrack were among the invi

The receptionist and her colleagues muffled thousands of smiles as Isabelle walked off to the elevator.Her bodyguard followed her with moments of noticeable eye contact. They hardly see her compliment someone like she just did with the receptionist.The receptionist kept chuckling sheepishly while her colleagues mouthed a question out of curiosity.“Seemed like you knew her beforehand? Oh my God! She's so beautiful. Miss Isabelle just complimented you?”They kept unleashing their unending compliments with smiles on their faces.The receptionist needed to catch her breath before finding a suitable response to their questions.How would she explain to them that she hasn't had a noticeable encounter with Isabelle beforehand?They'd most likely tag her a pretentious liar because the gesture happened organically.“Y'all look too surprised. I'm not a mean person, not to give compliments when needed. I'm just being cautious of whom to trust.”Isabelle found her voice back after exiting the

Isabelle spread her arms wide and embraced the visitor. Both were lost in irresistible chuckles.“Have you been around for so long?” Isabelle inquired with a sense of anticipation wrapped in her demeanor.“Just about ten minutes or a little more. My bad. I should have called before leaving. I presumed you were around.”The visitor calmly responded. Her tone reeked of understanding.Isabelle knew she'd love to see her but didn't know she'd come much earlier.Both hugged once again and smiled more with closed eyes. They haven't seen each other for almost three years.“You’ve got professional bodyguards out there. Well, I don't blame the rumors for more happening underneath,” she teased with a deep smile.Isabelle couldn't contain the laughter and patted the visitor's thigh. “Haha. Silly you. You still haven't changed a bit.”“Well, they have been good to me, and without them, I would have been gunned down during the last assassination plot that claimed my driver's life.”“I think the bo